When Kylie walks into my hospital room with waterfalls for tears I know it's all over. She opens her mouth but she can't get any words out. She simply crashes into my bed at my feet, her face pale as snow and her eyes a contrasting red. I sit up quickly, ignoring my fresh wound. I feel a stabbing pain in my abdomen but it's certainly not half the pain my best friend is feeling right now.
She can't control her breathing as her breaths come in series of two or three rapid inhales and one large exhale. "They want me to go say goodbye," she chokes and that's all she says. I wrap my arms around her shivering body in the attempt to soothe her but I know nothing will. She has to let it all out.
I rub her back softly repeating that it will be all ok and that I'm always here for her. It takes a
