End of flourishment

When I got in, she was writing something in her notebook.

"Were you planning on living me a note in explanations to what is in here?" I raised the report for her to see.

She shut her notebook and walked towards her bed silently.

"I'm I talking to myself or you want me to repeat my words in French so you could understand better?" She still did not comment.

"Aviez-vous intention de me laisser un note pour expliquer ce qu'il y an ici?" I questioned repeating my first statement.

"Pourquoi me considérer come un étranger? (Why are you referring to me as a stranger?)" She frowned

In French, we refer "Vous" to someone you do not know or a group of people you know/ do not know. While "Tu" refers to an individual you know.

I referred to her that way to bring her awareness since she wasn't responding.

"Now we could return to our formal way of discussion. Answer my question Bella" I walked towards her.

"That's why I called you here. I planned on telling you earlier but, something came up." She responded staring at me.

I stood there studying her unbelievably. Is she serious right now!!

"You were admitted Bella! There is nothing in picking up your cell and sending a text if you didn't want to talk. Cela prend moins de 10 secondes pour faire Cela (It takes less than 10seconds to do that)"

"I know. Bien que tu exagères (Though you're exaggerating)" she mumbled

"I am not exaggerating Bella! Do you feel this is funny!? Ces pas amusant du tous!" We stared at one another. The setting was tense... Which made me uneasy. I sighed settling close to her.

"J'ai fait la recette que tu m'as demandée. Tu ne mangeras pas avant de parler? (I made the recipe you asked of me. Won't you eat before we talk?)" She offered

"Non, je n'ai pas faim (No. I'm not hungry)" I declined

"Could we match on to what you had to tell me first? That is more important right now" I mentioned. She nodded.

* Three minutes later *

After explaining and going details on the hint given in the report, the room grew pale. It felt as though we were waiting to get the slightest sound from the world out of her room. Maybe a set of zombies will make it better than this awkward atmosphere.

I was speechless and miserable. I felt regret for listening to her in the first place. I just can't understand myself. At one point I was annoyed she kept it from me. But now that I know, I want to take back my last words.

"So, what have you decided?" I finally let out

"..." She didn't know how to say it, but I knew what she was thinking.

"No no. I don't agree with that. Whatever it is you're thinking of, just take it off your mind! If you want my suggestion, that's my answer." I responded firmly

She was silent again for some time then responded

"Ok..."

"What does that mean?"

"I'm going in for it," she uttered

"Tu te moques de Moi? (Are you fucking kidding me?)" I asked

"No. I am telling you what I decided. You gave your suggestion; I understood and respect it. But this is my life. And I know it's for the best. The doctors set to work on me are specialists and professionals in that domain. Though we can't conclude we trust them. But I know they will be giving their all for this. Everything will be just fine" she said

"Your life is mine too. Stop acting selfishly with it. Do you have any idea what you've just said and how badly I'm hurt?"

"I know--" I stopped her before she made me go more crazy

"No, you don't," I stood from my seat and walked east to west in frustration, while my hands rubbed the back of my hair.

"peux-tu s'il te plait arrête de marcher de cette façon quand je suis encore en vie. Nous allons passer ça. Nous avons été ici. Mais pas dans ce cas présent (Could you please stop walking this way when I am still alive. We are going to pass this. We have been here. Nevertheless, not in this present case)" she said

"Exactement! Pas dans ce cas présent! (Exactly! Not in this present case!)" I yelled and she cringed

I gave her a soft gaze, moved towards her, and held her hands.

Kissing the back of it with all the hurt, I looked at her deeply and whispered.

"I'm not ready Belle (That's how I call her most times, which means "Beautiful")"

"Babe..." She pleaded.

I sighed "If that is your decision, fine. I should go now"

I ejected from my seat and she asked

"Où vas-tu? (Where are you going?)" She asked

"Ce n'est pas important pour le moment. Est-ce? (It's not important right now. Is it?)" she looked hurt.

"I need to clear my head Belle," I explained then matched out.

Before heading for my car, I switched off my phone.

I was so pissed off and injured. The only place I wanted to be then was at my moms'. So, I drove there with high WMP.

I spent half of my day with her and was intending to spend all.

After some time, I started missing Bella so bad. I felt awful for walking away and being a jerk.

I turned my phone on to call her. Because I knew she tried reaching out to me.

As soon as my phone came on, I received numerous voice messages from her.

I wasn't comforted hearing her cry on phone.

My heart wounded the more. I dialed her number and phoned. However, she didn't pick.

I thought she had left it somewhere distant. So, I persisted. Yet, no response. I stopped. I was so worried about her.

I left the house about to dive into my car when I received a call from her. I didn't hesitate to pick. I breathe out in relief then responded.

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"I'm so sorry--"

"Bella a été transportée à l'hôpital tout à l'heure (Bella has been rushed to the hospital just now.)" Her dad announced

"Q-Qoi! je suis en route (W-what! I'm on my way)" I responded jumping on my car seat.

"D'accord. Nous sommes tous ici au meilleur hôpital chirurgical (Ok. We're all here at the best surgical hospital)" he directed

"c'est noté (Noted)" I responded, and he hung up.

I recalled I had to tell my mom. So, I rushed home, informed her and we drove to the hospital together.

*End of Flashback*

The doctor came out of the surgical room with a fallen expression.

We rose up at once and her parents inquired from him about the results. And this is what he said

"Je suis désolé ... nous l'avons perdue (I'm sorry... We lost her)"

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To be continued...