"I'm scared," I stuttered, "I'm dying aren't I?"
He couldn't look me in the eyes, he couldn't even touch me... It was as if he was disgusted of me. I felt like crying, I couldn't move, it was as if I was paralysed.
"Answer me," I begged.
His eyes travelled to everywhere apart from me, tears began to fall down my cheeks, I could feel the blood trickle down my head, my heart was beating way too fast for my liking, I didn't even think my hands were even attatched to my body - I couldn't feel them at all. My hair was spread across my face, I could barely see him. I tried to think of the good memories, like when we danced under the stars, when we first kissed and when he first told me he loved me...
"You told me you loved me," I croaked.
His eyes finally met mine, I tried to smile but I couldn't.