I'm Dying Mate (Iona Blackfield) novel Chapter 9

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8 YEARS AGO

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I met him when I was ten, he was just like any other guy you’ll see out in the open, he didnt even looked like he was sick. He was even in a better condition than I or Mirage was. No one was ever worried that he’ll turn to an early grave

I slowly took out the needle in the back of my hand, and silently slide down the bed. I smile at my starting triumph as no nurses were on the hallways. I know because I don’t hear their squeaky shoes when I press my ear on the door.

I was getting really bored and stuffy as I have been alone for hours now. Mirage was getting another surgery

and Synthia was out with her mother they were in a one week Vacation trip to California. My Mom is at home with Dad and I didn’t want to think about how she’s doing right now when I know what is happening in that house.

Mammie and Mom told me not to worry about them when they leave the safety of the hospital just as long I stay as a good girl and not leave the comforts of the bed. I know Mom would be back just when visiting hours were about to finish. So, I was safe to go and visit Grandpa Max

I know I have to be careful as I go down the hall since there was a playroom, where kids go but with the supervision of the nurses assigned to them. My nurse was Nurse Sasha, she’s young and fresh from college but she’s so overprotective she should be a mother instead.

Thankfully, her weakness were coffee breaks and she would often go hours on end unless I pout and tell her I want to play with the other kids. She doesn’t like it when I go to the geriatric wing though because it was too much walking for me to do.

I argued exercise was good for my condition but she told me exhaustion and fatigue would be much more horrible. I didn’t have any more comebacks from that and I vowed to myself that I’ll spend some extra time reading Doc’s textbooks in his office to look for one.

Besides, I wasn’t going to the playroom and if I get caught they’ll drag me in there and I have in no way a chance to get out of the heavily guarded place. I need to pass the playroom but it has a large window that can see who walks around the hall and to see inside.

I didn’t dare to take a chance on passing by that trap. I used the emergency exit to go downstairs and safely walked in the lobby and to the elevator. On the top floor, there is the private rooms where only a number of people walk by.

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I get in the elevator without looking at the busy adults who were handling the many people that walks in the hospital doors. I press the top floor and waited for it. Just like I suspected there was no one on this floor and stepped out.

I walk to the west wing elevator which would lead me down safely to the geriatric wing below. I successfully got to the inside of the elevator and pressed the second floor. It’s 1 o’clock on a Wednesday which means it’s time for their Bingo.

I try to look inconspicuous while walking to the Rec room. There weren’t much nurses but more aides were around. I enter the glass door of the Rec room and look around the

expanse.

I spot Grandpa Max on his wheel chair playing Bingo on the far corner from the door. he spots me immediately and smiles at me. I smile back and happily skipped to his side.

He has a bald head with hair growing on the side much of it reminds me of pictures of old monks in monasteries. We often compare him to those monks and I told him once that he looked like them and he laughed so much he almost fell from his chair. Keyword, almost.

I shiver at the thought of him falling, him falling would be a horrible idea as he is old as any fall would result in a broken bone. No, I don’t want that for him, he is way too nice to have a surgery that he would not likely survive in.

He has frown marks and a grumpy look if he doesn’t smile but he wasn’t really a grumpster like some of the old people here were. When my butt was planted on a Monoblock did I notice another kid sitting on Grandpa Max’s table.

It’s easy to say that not a lot of kids sneaks out just to get in and visit people in the Geriatrics. So seeing another kid close to my age pretty much shocked me while I look at him warily. I notice how different and angelic he looks, his blonde hair that looks even translucent. His blue eyes that were bluer than the oceans I’ve watched on Animal Planet astounded me.

“Hello there kiddo” Grandpa Max greets me chuckling while marking his cards. “BINGO!”

I stare even more at the kid, looking at him like he was a ghost. I let out a greeting to Grandpa Max back while still staring back at the kid who stared at me. Then I felt someone tap me on the shoulder and I turn my head to see Grandpa Max smirking,

“Come on, don’t just gawk at my boy. Here, I think sitting beside him is better” he pulls another Monoblock from behind him and sets it beside the angelic boy, he pats the chair as if it would invite me more to come closer to the kid

“I don’t know him…” I trail

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“Oh! He is my long lost grandson. You see his mother was one of the wildest child I ever had. Such a rebel and one day she left then came back with my boy right here” he pinches the kid’s cheeks who scowls at the action.

“He’s a bit shy, you see but I have a feeling you’d get along just fine” Grandpa Max says patting the chair beside the kid one last time.

“You still haven’t said his name” I

kid

“Right!” Grandpa Max hits the kid lightly on his shoulder. “Introduce yourself first to the lady, boy”

The kid gazes at Grandpa Max first before setting his gaze back on me. “My name is Trace Merewood. It’s nice to meet you”

“I’m lona Blackfield” I say back then finally standing up and sitting beside him. “I never heard you had a grandson, Grandpa Max”

“Well, I never heard of a young lady like you sneaking out of her room just to visit an old man with a bleeding hand like that” He motions to the back of my hand that I forgot to put some pressure on to stop the bleeding from pulling out the IV line.

“Oh, right” I say while I press my finger to the bleeding. Ignoring the fact that I have made a trail of blood to the Rec room.

1 guess, I’m on a time limit now. Nurse Sasha would be able to find out where I am due to do the blood. I just hope the janitor is doing its job and cleaned the trail “So, your name is

Trace?”

The kid looks pale and he seems like the quiet yet reserved type “Yeah, and you’re lona?” he

retorts back

I like him.

I nod “Yup, nice to meet you, Trace. I hope we become good friends”

he gives me a small shy smile “I hope so too”

I smile back at him and pat him on the back “don’t worry, I do not bite. Well, I did bit my mom but that has very viable reasons and she said I can do it”

“you bit your mom?” he asks, incredulous

I blush, and I don’t even know why I blushed. “I was in pain and it feels a lot better when you’re biting on something while getting the shots for my therapy. Mom offered and I took it. I said sorry after because it must have been painful. She didn’t cry until after the bite though

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which was odd”

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Trace’s eyes soften all of the sudden “Maybe, because she is seeing her daughter suffer. Maybe, that’s why she offered in the first place to experience some of the pain that you went through even if it’s not an accurate thing but it was still something rather than nothing.”

I don’t know why but I didn’t expect him to be so smart. He looks like a pretty boy with just a pretty face and I didn’t think he’d have a brain to come with it. Life is simply unfair that way. Still I like him

I smile even wider at him “Yeah, that should explain it”

Grandpa Max starts to laugh “I remember that day, almost all of the people in the hospital knows. lona was crying so hard and loud that it was heard in the neighboring country”

I blush even more, turning to a darker shade of red. Trace looks amused too as he grinned and a light chuckle escaped from his lips

“Grandpa Max, have you seen lona?” I turn my head to the familiar voice. It was the kind of voice you hear in commercials in the TV. It was okay and not too annoying or too boring. I see Nurse Sasha on the doorway. she was searching the room and haven’t spotted me just

yet

“lona, hide on the back of wheel chair” Grandpa whispers.

I nod and hurried to latch on the back of his wheelchair. I cling on to the leather and waited But she’ll still be able to spot me”

“Shush, just stay quiet” Grandpa Max says. “Boy, push me and block the poor thing from eye sight”

He does what Grandpa Max says and goes behind me to push Grandpa Max forward. He looks down at me and mouthed ‘good luck’ as Grandpa Max was wheeled to Nurse Sasha and he told her that I was long gone and went on an adventure.

Nurse Sasha let out an aggravated sigh as she runs out of the room and I ran the opposite direction from where she went.

It has already been a year when me and Trace got incredibly close, Mirage and Synthia made sure to comment on it. They were as always making us spend a lot of time together by locking us in to rooms in the hospital.

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He often gets admitted in the hospital too. Something about his heart but it wasn’t as bad as Mirage and Nurse Sasha explained it to me that his heart having a mind of its own.

pointed out to her that the heart has always had a mind of its own but she tells me that his

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heart just chooses to stop beating every few minutes which even I know is bad.

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As we spent time together, we got really close. I noticed that he is incredibly insightful and smart and though I have never seen his Mom, he has Grandpa Max. We kissed at the hallway just outside my room.

We often sit around the hallway since being inside our rooms was a bit suffocating. We were just talking about the new Werewolf politics because I mentioned to him that I have werewolf uncles. He then suddenly press his lips to mine

There wasn’t much going around my brain that day other than the fact that he tastes minty and I liked it. No one was around to see it happening but I blushed so much in mortification that I just stood up and left.

I went straight to Mirage’s room who can see it clearly on my face on what happened. She demanded I tell her all the details but I was too embarrassed to tell her.

The relationship progressed as much as any relationship of any thirteen-year-olds with a debilitating disease can progress. Until he turned 13 which was the age that he died.

We were just playing with Grandpa Max in the Rec room and even though he had a better condition than anyone I know. Blood just dripped from his and the next thing I know, he kisses my forehead and whispered an I love you before falling to the ground.

When I saw him fall, I was too shock to move and I was too scared. I didn’t know what to do as I sat frozen in front of his body. Grandpa Max wheeled out of the room to get a doctor. I watch as he bleeds to his death on the linoleum floor. His eyes holding no life of the boy I once loved

On the day of his grave, I couldn’t find any tears to cry. I still couldn’t believe that he was dead. it took me going back to my room and not seeing him on my bed waiting for me to finally accept it. Then I cried my heart out like everything was taken away from me, and I soon realized half of what I called mine was taken away from me.

PRESENT

I dreaded coming home after school so I went to Mirage’s house instead. I wanted to see Julie and Eric to which Mirage easily said yes and we went to their quaint house just a half hour walk from school.

I immediately see Julie on the garden, tending to the plants and Eric by the porch drinking coffee as I remember him loving coffee to the point of madness.

“Mirage, you need to-” Julie’s mouth hands open at the sight of me “lona?”

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I smile at them “long time no see’

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Before I know it, Julie runs to me and enveloped me on one of her famous bone crushing hug but then she remembered my condition and said sorry. Eric wouldn’t stop smiling which was rare for a demon to do.

I spent hours in their house not wanting to face the chaos in my home yet. I know that I am going to face the wrath of my relative but staying in Mirage’s house made me feel like it’s not going to happen for a while.

When it was getting dark, it was Mirage who forced me back to my house and dropped me by the curb. I sigh while I walk up to the steps of the house feeling a sense of déjà vu. I feel nervous as I tried to think of every outcome that would face me the moment I open those

doors.

I decided to just do it and deal whatever shit that might happen, I knock on the doors and waited for it to open. The door swings and I see Farah with the look of shock in her eyes.

Yup, this feels like it happened before.

“Hi” I wave

Aunt Farah frowns and steps aside “I heard you and the boys had a great fight”

I step in the house and nod. “It wasn’t right, what they did”

Farah sighs and nods “I know they aren’t but they’re Alpha boys. Your Uncles are talking to them right now”

“How long are the others going to stay here?” I ask, my eyes looking around the living room. don’t they have packs to run?”

“That’s why they have Betas” Farah pulls me to kitchen where Cara and Fiona were preparing another meal. “Sit and tell us what happened.”

I sit on my usual barstool “They were mistreating her. My friend from my childhood, the one who saved me countless of times from Dad. We lost touch, sure but that doesn’t justify what they did for someone who is just trying to live”

“little dove, you’re a kind hearted person.” Cara presses her hand on my chest her smile is soft and comforting. “We’ll side with you but the next time you run off and don’t tell us where

you go…”

I hear a plate break and I look at Fiona clutching at two parts of the broken plate with a clean jagged cut. She looks at the marble top with such an intense look in her eyes.

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I nod getting the picture. “I’m sorry, I was just so upset and I know you guys were too. I went to Mirage’s home and met some old long lost friends”

“I want you to talk to the boys within our supervision and explain your sides” Farah gives me a pointed look. “Give them hell, honey”

7 Years Ago

“Are you sure about this?” I ask Tracem he keeps playing with his chain bracelet which only

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