Three months later, I was seated in a seat right next to Kaleb's hospital bed. That's where I've been spending most of my nights lately. Since the insident in Italy, Kaleb's condition has gotten worse. The cancer has spread all over. And I mean all over. It's everywhere. The doctors are trying their hardest to cure him and keep him with it, but I feel like he's just dwindling away.
He suffers through chemo treatment after chemo treatment, and it's killing me to see him in so much pain. The baby's almost here, and my only wish is that Kaleb lives long enough to see his or her tiny little face and hold her in his arms.
"Bella?" Kaleb suddenly said.
"Yeah, baby?"
"How's junior doing?" a slight smirk hit his lips.
"Junior's doing fine. He's been kicking. I think he want's out."
"No need to rush, buddy." he stated with a laugh.
"How are you feeling?" I questioned.
"Like usual. I feel like shit, but you're with me. That makes it better."
I smile lit up my face, as I leaned forward and kissed Kaleb's soft lips. "I love you."
"Love you too."
A tall doctor then walked into the room. "Isabella, could I see you in the hall for a minute?" I gave Kaleb a quzzical look then got up and followed Dr. Cuse into the hallway.
"What is it, doc?"
"I have some bad news about Kaleb's condition."
"What is it?" I repeated.
"In the past few days, it has gotten excessivley worse."
"How long does he have?" I asked, reality finally kicking in, that the love of my life is soon to lose his life.
"Our prediction is a few hours." Tears silently poured out of my eyes. How are you supposed to handle news that your husband and father of the baby you will give birth to in two months will be gone in a few hours?
"W-what?" I asked. Please tell me I heard him wrong.
"A few hours." He confirmed. "I'm very sorry, Isabella." He pulled me into a quick hug then took off down the hallway.
I quickly rubbed away the tears and pulled myself together. I have to be strong. for Kaleb.
I walked into the room slowly, trying my hardest to keep the tears forming in my eyes from falling. "How long?" Kaleb blurted.
"What?"
"How long do I have to live? I'm not stupid Bella. That's what he was telling you. And it can't be too long, considering your eyes are red from crying."
"You are too smart for your own good, mister." I teased, kissing his lips.
"Don't try to change the subject, Bella. How long?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Don't you think I deserve to know?" He had a point.
"A few hours." I stated.
I could see tears form in his beautiful hazel eyes, as he nodded, trying his hardest to be strong.
"I'm not leaving your side." I announced.
"Bella. You can go get something to eat or go for a walk or something."
"No Kaleb. I'm not leaving your side." I repeated. He smiled, and I prayed that my baby would have his gorgeous smile.