Everlasting

Chapter Thirteen

Wynn’s POV

                        “What do you mean you die?” I ask Cooper.

“I die. I don’t know how but I die.”

I feel my eyes start to fill. “No. It had to have been a trick. A lie. There is no way. You can’t die, you can’t. I just got you. You can’t die.” 

“It’s not a trick, beautiful.”

“I just got you. I can’t do this. I refuse to live a life without you. Refuse.” I feel the tears falling down my cheeks.

He holds me tightly. “We enjoy the time we have left, Wynn. We savor it. Then when the time comes you have Chadwick.”

“I don’t want that bastard!” I yell. 

I’m mad at him. I’m mad at the world. They took my mom. They are going to take my husband. No, they don’t get both. Someone is going to have to explain this messed up logic to me. Is it crap on Wynn’s life? Is that the deal? Because I’m not having this. Just not having this. 

                        I stand up and start pacing. Cooper starts to get up to stop me, but I put my hand up at him to stop him. I don’t want to be calmed down right now. I’m upset. I need to be upset. “Why me, Coop? Why me?”

“I don’t know, beautiful.”

“I can take my mom. It’s hard but I can understand it. Moms die. But you. I just got you. Couldn’t they give me at least twenty years and then do it? I don’t think that is too much to ask for. I deserve time. Real time. Not a few months. I need a couple decades at least. Give me that and then I won’t complain. I think that’s fair. I think anyone would find that fair.”

“Yes Wynn. Anyone would find that to be fair.” Cooper get up and stops me from pacing. He holds me and I let him. I know I’ll only be in his arms so many more times. I start crying harder. 

“Shh it’s okay. It’s going to be okay. I promise. We’re going to make it okay.” 

                        I sat down on the floor and wipe my eyes. I make him tell me the two visions. It makes it sound like I have roughly seven months left with him. SEVEN! That isn’t hardly any time. I don’t even get a year with him. I start crying again. I don’t think I’m ever going to stop crying. Cooper holds me and just lets me cry. He offers soothing words and sounds but it doesn’t help. Time is the only thing that will help and well that isn’t on the menu. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. 

                        I finally cry myself to the point of exhaustion. We lay down in bed where he holds me as tight as possible. “I’m dropping out of school. If I’m not going to live, I’m not going to be away from you. There is no point in it.”

I turn around in the bed to face him. “Are you sure?”

“What am I going to do with an education in heaven? If it ends up not being true by some strange twist of luck, I’ll enroll in NYU.”

“Okay.” I smile for the first time in hours. 

“I love you.” He kisses my nose.

“I love you.” 

I nuzzle up to him and fall asleep smelling him. Thinking about a future where he lives, and we grow old together. It’s the best dream of my life. I only hope it can become a reality.