We're All Crooked Young

"Arlet.." I trailed off brokenly.


She smiled softly as she approached the bed. The last time we talked. .. I told her to fuck off. How could I have been such a cunt to her?



I looked her over and actually looked at her... her chocolate brown hair was longer but thinner and she looked sick.




I bit down on my lip .




"How are you ... Aus told me what happened" She whispered looking at my wrist.



"I'm fine. I'm from England. .. We're made of steel , remember? " I joked to lighten the mood.




A soft smiled graced her lips but soon fell.




"I know Austin told you about my condition" She whispered.




"Yea.. I know about it. Why didn't you tell me?" I questioned.




"Well .. I tried that day on my run ... but that didn't end to well" She whispered.



"I'm sorry. .. if I'd known-" I rambled before getting cut off.




"Nothing would change my condition. I didn't want anyone's pity . If you hated me .. It's because of our past. .. I don't need you all of a sudden , forgiving me because I'm dying. " She uttered apologetically.




"I should have been the man in the situation and apologized ... still"




"Well it's in the past still. . Now , did Aus tell you you're going to rehab? " She questioned.




I looked over at Austin , who shrugged in defense.




"You won't be alone in there. .. " She whimpered making me turn to her.



"What do you mean? " I questioned.



"I'll be there. My cancer treatment is on the floor above your rehabilitation floor. You won't be alone. I'll help you through it." My eyes grew wide.



"How could you forgive me after all I've done to you? " I questioned feeling guilty.




Her bright eyes focused on me and welled up with tears. Austin immediately got up and stood beside her to comfort her. I wanted to get up and hug her but I was too weak.




She thanked Austin and looked back at me.



"I'm forgiving you because I don't have time to hold grudges. In four months. .. I'll be dead and that's something I need to come to terms with. " She whimpered.




"I'm sorry. .. I'm so sorry for everything I've put you both through. ... you were both apart of my lives and I hurt you both." I whispered.



"We both forgive you " Austin whispered patting my shoulder encouragingly.





Soon he got a phone call saying he had to go.




We stood in the room letting the awkward silence pass us by.




Now I realize why I've been so out of control and bitter. It's because I was so hurt .. I needed Arlet and I think my heart just needed my brain to finally realize it.





"I love the fact that you look so innocent when you're thinking" She giggled pulling me out my thoughts.




"Well .. I love all the things you do. Even when you crinkle your nose subconsciously" I whispered and she blushed. Suddenly she grabbed her shoulders and rubbed them for warmth.







"Are you okay? " I questioned.




"Hmm.. not really. Ever since ... well you know . I get colder more easily. .. " she trailed off and I nodded before pulling up some of my blanket and ushering her in.






"Oh . No oli .. I couldn't. . You're really sick .. " she chattered .



I ushered her again. "We can be sick together. .. " I whispered and she smiled softly as she got in hesitantly and rested her head on my chest.



I laid my arm on her back and drew little circles on her back. "Uh.. Oli." She whispered





"I know ... I'm guessing Ricky is still .." I trailed off.




"My fiancé ? Yes "



I bit down on my lip as she breathed in deep. "I've missed you Oliver. .. so very much ." She whispered in a tired voice.




My heart fluttered at her words and I smiled. "I've missed you too so much Arlet... " I whispered before leaning down and kissing her forehead then falling asleep.

Notes

Okay, so I'm tired of Arry and Oliver hating each other.

so should they stay friends?



-CrookedYoung ♡ ♡ ♡