Only Hope: Part Three
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"Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans
That you have for me over again..."
Brandon
There was this soft, calming but sometimes sad voice that told me stories while I sat in the meadow alone. But for a while now, I didn't hear it. I found comfort from it but now I don't hear it.
I didn't know who I am or where I was. But I was alone so I asked myself many times if I should wait for the voice to come back or should I walk towards the bridge and see if anyone else was there.
I gave it more time but I got tired of waiting. I guess I should go...
My steps felt heavy as I reached the bridge. For some reason, it didn't feel right to cross it. But I still started walking. Maybe if I reached the other side, the voice is there.
"Don't! Please, baby... Come back to me..."
It's that voice again. He's back! But... Why does he sound like he's crying?
"I love you... Please come back to me. I'll give you my heart, you can have it. Just live! Come back!"
My chest tightened and I found myself looking for the voice, to where it sounded the loudest. It was hard as my legs felt heavy but I ran. I ran until I reached the place where the voice sounded the loudest.
Bright lights greeted me as I reached the place.
Finnegan
I begged Bran to come back but the doctor had already declared his time of death. I didn't want to believe him. That was a lie. My Brandon wouldn't leave me. He's been fighting all this time.
I even said I would give him my heart. I would have done it already if there was a way for it.
I was holding Bran's hand, crying and begging him to come back. All of sudden, one of the machines started making noises again.
"Oh my god!" I heard one voice say before the doctor told me to step back. I heard him orders to the nurse as they tended to Bran. A pair of arms halted me from stopping those people from blocking me.
"He's going to be alright son." It was my dad. "See? They're checking on him because he's waking up."
* * *
Yes, it was a miracle for me. And for Bran. He woke up moments after he was declared dead. When the doctor gave me the okay to at least look at him, I stood there, holding his hand and repeatedly told him I love him.
The doctor said Bran indeed was fighting for his life while waiting for a donor. My dad didn't scold me for screaming I would give my heart to Bran. Instead, he said I should think of how Bran would live after learning I gave him my heart so he could go on. And, how heartbroken he would be if he learned I died for him.
Bran only was awake for a few minutes but the smile he gave me was like a full recharge. I was very hopeful again.
***
The day finally came for my lover to receive his transplant. I was extremely anxious.
"It will be fine," my dad told me.
Even Liam and Mika came to the hospital to show their support and so was my basketball team. They learned of the story because Liam slipped and told his boyfriend about it.
We waited hours outside the surgery room. I never left my seat in the waiting area. I wanted to learn about the result though I was terrified the whole time.
When the chief surgeon came out, I was a nervous wreck but tried to hide it. "You're Finnegan?" The doctor asked me with neutral tone.
"Y-Yes."
He smiled and patted my back. "It went well. Even great. Congratulations."
I didn't know I was crying again when I was hugged by my father. "See? I told you," he said to me.
* * *
Bran was transferred to a private room for recovery. When he woke up, he was a bit confused at first but he smiled at me with teary eyes. "Finn?"
I smiled back and held his hand in my face, kissed it over and over again. "Yeah. It's me. Your Finn..."
His mouth was slightly open and more tears threatened to fall. I kissed each one, Bran was baffled but he seemed to calm down after the gesture I did.
We talked for a bit about what I was doing there at the hospital, careful not to stress him out. We had a lovely talk and for days, I stayed with him.
"Thank you, Finn..."
Those were Bran's most uttered words during our stay at the hospital. I didn't mind it. Days after he woke up became my happiest ones, at that time. Because every day, I get more.
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