Novel & Cerita As I Lay Dying

I knew that we were not on good terms because of the break up and all that had been happening but …… well, I don't know what to say, I'm short of words. The asphalt was cold and hard on my back. I laid down there as I felt life slipping away from me. I was trying so hard to keep breathing but it wasn't easy – whenever I took a breath, I felt severe pain. "Is this how I am gonna die?? On a bare ground?? Like an ordinary person?? Fuvk!!" I wondered as I struggled to keep my eyes open. I was praying for someone to walk in and save me cause I didn't want to die, at least not yet and not like this – there was so much I still had to do.

Teddy lay on the hospital bed with the poison coursing through his veins. It is how a person dies. A withering poison turning their insides to stone. Lala sat beside him as he drifted in and out of consciousness. He was heavily drugged. She thought about him and their life together, the long years of chaos and sometimes harmony, and never imagined, not even for a moment, that she would see him lying there like this.

Asyl was alone, eating at his long dining table. “Thanks to you, I almost died and failed my mission.” He felt the sarcasm and annoyance in the woman’s voice but Asyl just laughed and put the steak in his mouth. “Laugh until you can, *sshole. I’ll shoot you next.” “If there’s a next time. I’ll let you.” “Hm… Are you going to say your last wishes, huh?” “I will if you want to hear.” He smiled sadly while slicing the steak. “Oh come on! The last thing I want is to listen to your dramas.”

Only I can have it. Somehow, I push myself off the bed and stand. I grab his shirt and tug, trying to snatch the pad back. But Danny’s older than me and bigger. “What are you doing? Don’t touch me!” he screams, pushing me away. My hand slips and I fall. The air rushes out of my lungs. I want to scream, but nothing comes out. “Are you dying?” Danny taunts, coming close and looking down at me. I try to breathe, but I can’t.

Lower Chamber — Seconds After the Collapse Jay lay motionless on the cracked tiles. Golden fissures along his spine flickered weakly — like dying embers. Elias was kneeling beside him, shaking him violently. “JAY! Wake up — COME ON — open your eyes!” Jay didn’t move. Didn’t breathe properly. Didn’t respond. Lena stumbled onto the platform, nearly tripping as she dropped beside Elias. Her hands hovered over Jay’s chest. “No… no, no, no… please don’t be gone—”

Laughing until our sides hurt. Waking up next to him every morning. A future. A life. A forever with him by my side. “How did it come to this?” I choked out, slamming a fist weakly against the floor. “How the hell am I alone in a supply closet—dying?! At twenty-fucking-five?!” My voice cracked into a scream. “I don’t want to die!” I curled in on myself. “I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t—”

As I see bubbles escape my lips. This is it.....I am going to die.

I can feel it, my soul slipping away. “Let me die; I don’t deserve to be alive,” I said, removing all the wires from me. “Please stop it; you are truly dying,” Maven cried. “Let me die,” I hissed, falling on the bed, and my sight was getting blurry. There was a commotion in the ward, and Maven cried loudly. The doctors brought the defibrillator, but I was gone, falling into darkness. *****************

Without a word, he turned and sprinted toward the shipping container in the backyard. My father and Axel exchanged a glance and saw horror in each other's eyes. They immediately followed after Jacob. When the three of them reached the shipping container, the pungent smell, and the lifeless little body before them struck their hearts like a hammer blow. Jacob rushed to Estelle's side, his fingers trembling as he probed my carotid artery before lifting my eyelids to check my pupils. A few minutes later, he slumped to the ground, his voice hoarse and broken. "We're too late... Dead... for at least 48 hours... Dehydration, high fever... Organ failure..."

His heart ached as though it was going to rip him apart from the inside. “Lily, just hold on a little longer. I’ve already called every top-tier healer!” My parents, whose hair was now grayer than ever, nodded through their tears. “Don’t be scared, Lily. We’re here now. We’ll get you through this.” But we all knew the truth. I was dying.