Eng 11 Short Story
I don’t know from
where to begin. I've been through so much that I don’t even remember what
exactly happened. I wish this never happened. I wish I never met you. You broke
my heart more than Juliet broke Romeo's heart.
It was 5 years
ago when I met you. You sparked me with those eyes, personality and figure. You
sat beside me in Philosophy class. The way you listened, took notes and the
times you would look at me from the corner of your eye would catch my breath.
These were my inner feelings, yet nobody knew about them. I knew how to
disguise them. But, you were obvious. You would give me the looks that a long
time lover has had. It seemed that we both sparked each other somehow, yet none
of us would step in and start talking, until the time that we were assigned to
do a research paper. I wish we never did that paper together. It was exactly 7
months after we first met. Unfortunately it turned out to be the best paper in
the university. We won several awards for it. This was the beginning of our
journey. From then, everyone encouraged us to publish a new one. I remember
exactly what our Professor, Mr. Smith said:
"I'm proud to have you two in my classroom. You guys
make an amazing team. With the help of each other you guys can go far."
It seemed that
destiny changed its direction and located us on the corner of its first turn. I
was happy. I was living in the moment. I couldn't ask for more. I met my one of
a kind soul mate and I was publishing successful papers. There was nothing I
could complain about. I would thank God every night for what he had granted to
me. You were the man of my dreams. You had nothing that I could possibly
dislike. You were smart, nice, generous and most important of them all a
handsome being and you loved me for who I was. I loved it when you would text
me every morning saying “The sun is out my gorgeous Danielle" Every day
you would come up with a different adjective, which would start the race of
butterflies in my stomach. I should've known that you were well trained and had
lots of experiences in flirting. But you know what “You turn blind when you are
in love.” That was exactly what I should've known but what can I say I was
"blind”!
Time passed by
and I would fall in love with you more every day. Three years had vanished in
an instant. Yes, three years has gone by and we were still with each other.
Everyday extra heat would be accumulated to our relationship until the time we
were doing our research paper the night before its due date. Thus, we decided
to stay in late and try to do any finishing touches in the lab. Suddenly you
said “Danielle! LOOK AT WHAT EMAIL I JUST RECIEVED FROM THE TOP 10 BEST
RESEARCH PAPER COMMITEE!" I was so shocked that I split my coffee on the
table and rushed over to look at your laptop screen where I saw “Will you be my
one and only forever?” That was where you got on your knees and surprised me
with a ring. I was speechless. To be honest, I used to think about this day but
I never thought that it would come to reality. I felt like a little kid approaching an ice cream
truck after a long winter. I shouted, “YES.” My whole life changed with that
one stupid “yes.”
Life was amazing
until the day you got a cold. I thought it would be a normal cold, but, this
was different. You were feeling worse day after day. So we decided to go check
in with the doctor. After a week of going back and forth between the doors of
different doctors in the clinic and doing many tests, the results came out.
You, my one and only Josh lost both of your kidneys. I never seen this happen
among my family or friends or anybody that I knew off. I had no idea what to
do. Having met with your doctor lost me even more. He told me that you will
only survive approximately 3 months. My heart stopped for a minute. My lovely soul
mate, best friend, the one I share my life with, the one that I depend on, the
one that I shared my night’s writings papers will only survive for 3 months.
Feeling dead inside I had to pretend that everything was fine. The first thing
I did was to search for a kidney, but it was impossible. You had the rarest blood
type. There were no kidneys for O- blood type. Wondering around for a month looking for a
kidney was a failure. There were no kidneys to be found. Not thinking about any
backup plans, I decided to go check what blood type I was. It was funny how my
entire life I never gave a blood test. I didn’t know what my blood type was
until this day that I was 28 years old. After a day, the result came out and I
was informed that I have O- blood type. Happy that I was an option but wait no
how could I give one of my kidneys. How would I survive? No, I couldn’t risk my
life for you, but yes I must. My kidney was your only option of survival. Feeling
uncertain of what to do, I decided to have a talk with your doctor. He told me
that it would be too risky. There were many possible side effects for the both
of us. We may be diagnosed with a disease to live with the rest of our lives if
we did the transplant.
I was going
insane. I had no idea who to share this with. I was lonely in my nights with nobody's
arm around to protect me, nor shoulders to cry on. I had spent three days in my
cozy corner , deciding on what to do. Risk both of our lives or one? But
without you there would be no me anyways. Hence, I went in the next morning, certain for the transplant. Everybody informed
me that this was too risky. But it was too late, nobody could persuade me. I
was ready to do this. After a 6 hour surgery, we both came out alive and the
transplant turned out to be a success. I was happy and pleased, even though I
am aware that I would be facing difficulties later on my life. At least I knew that there was someone beside
to share it with.
Few months passed
and we were living our normal lives. You were healthier than before but it was
me that faced lots of obstacles during my days. I had lots of difficulties but
I felt okay since I still had you by my side. Your existence was more important
than mine; therefore I handled my pain.
My love for you was the reason why I could remain standing. It was 4 months
after the transplant that we were assigned a presentation for our research
paper. With a confident mind, we went in the conference room. Following the
presentation we met a lady named Fiona Johnson. She was the head representative
of Yale University. My woman senses notified me that something is going on when
I came into the conversation, but I ignored it, I thought I was being too
picky. But, no I wasn’t. From the information that I saw on your phone and
emails, I could sense this is not a normal thing. I asked you “Josh, how come
you got so close with Fiona?" And you cried “Why are you being asking? She
is a wonderful person and has lots of connections with other universities and
profs" I tried to give up on this idea and changed the conversation. After
a few months you went to Yale for a "research assignment" without me.
That’s when you never came back. That’s when I realized I was right, but why
did I hide it? All these months I was well aware that something is building up
between us. There was this wall, building up, growing taller and taller and yet
I just looked and didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to ruin our. After
two months of your departure to Yale you emailed me:
“Danielle,
I always knew that there was this one person that is meant to be with me
forever. I thought I found her when I saw you but, I was wrong. You never even
said I love you, you never cared about me and you never would pay attention to
what my needs were. You only cared about yourself. But, now that I am away and
far from you I feel that I am happier than ever. I think we were never meant to
be. So ... Bye"
I was such a fool
that fell for your words. I loved you for who you were. I feel ashamed of
myself. I wasted my life over you. I thought you were my true love. You made me
happy and I couldn't ask for more. I put my own life at risk to save you from
your hospital on your fair willing days. You never thanked me for that. You
never found out that it was my kidney that saved you. You were so selfish; you
were the one who never cared about me. Where were you when I couldn't eat or
digest food? Where were you when I needed help? Nowhere to be found. One's
words are worth nothing if they don’t believe in it. Millions of people say
"I LOVE YOU" everyday but do they all mean it? Yes, I knew I didn't
say my feelings out loud often, but I showed you that I loved you. I gifted a
part of my own body to you. I don’t think there should be anything more
precious available on this planet. I shared my heart with you. You were on the
front line of death where I turned to every door to save you. Did you ever see
what I was going through? I wonder what could really be the true meaning of
love. The pain that hurts the most was getting used and then getting stabbed by
the one that I truly trusted. It’s hard expressing your emotions when there
remains nobody in your life. Here I am again lonelier and sicker than ever and
yet nothing to say...
