The Last WishA Story by CarterIt a quite simple love story with simple twists here and there.. Enjoy reading.“Please tell it’s a lie”, exclaimed Jane, with a face of despair. “I am afraid; It is not”, was the timid reply of Darcy. “NO! You are wrong. There are others doctors better than you. They just need some time.” “You don’t have time. That is the problem. You don’t have any f*****g time.” groaned Darcy. Jane, sobbing, hugged Darcy. She shouted, “Why do you love me so much? Why are you doing all this???” Tom did not know what to do. He just quietly viewed his fiancée in the arms of a stranger……………… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Jane was from a poor and needy family and after her father passed they, she and her mother, could barely make a living. But the mere sight of her will be mistaken as that of some princess. She was glorious, not too thin not too fat. She was tall and she had hair with the color as that of a glowing sunset. So when Tom Statham, the heir to one of the biggest car industry of America, asked her to marry him; she had no reason to decline it, though she did not love him. She never had thought much about marriage given her condition , so did not really care. There was only one thing; Tom intended to marry after he becomes CEO of the industry. But then came in her life a person, an irritating person, she thought. For few days she was having chest pain and Tom made an appointment with a doctor named Darcy Stallone, a cardiothoracic. Jane and her mom went on the desired date. After the check-up, Tom assured her that it was nothing serious. Darcy came out with Jane out of his chamber and had a quick chat with her mom. Tom was very anxious of her health. But he had to go on a long business tour the next day. The next following days Jane saw that her family’s financial needs were drying up. The things which needed to be mending were replaced with new ones; her closet filled up with new beautiful clothes. Jane was delighted. In her mind she thanked Tom a thousand times; who else can it be…. Their marriage was to take place after Tom becomes CEO. Darcy became a regular visitor at her house. First she thought he came to check on her health but he came daily and his daily presence irritated her. She even asked his mother to shoo him off. All was going well with her, except the Darcy’s part, both physically and financially and then suddenly she fell ill, terribly. She was afraid that her mother could not support her medically with her meager income and Tom could not help as he was away; but surprisingly her mom had no problem with the different tests, meds and other things… She got better but not herself. She was still weak. Darcy’s visits were relentless and the day she had the power to walk around, she came out and shouted at Darcy, when he advised her to take rest, “Who are you to tell me? Huh? Why do you come every day? It irritates me!” She could see Darcy looking down, and she felt proud making him feel that. Suddenly, her mom came out of the kitchen and held Jane’s hand, “Are you in your mind? Do you know who is helping me financially? Do you know who is giving me the backup for your medical and other needs?” “Of course Tom who else?” fired back Jane. “Ha! You
congenial idiot. You never understood. It is…….” “It is Darcy, dear. It is he who is spending money for you. He loves you and he told me that; He and you studied in the same college it seems and he always fancied you; but I told him about your engagement. He looked crestfallen but then he told looked up told me that your heart is very weak and is slowly deteriorating and you won’t survive this winter. I asked about any medical options available for you but there was not any available.. Then he offered me to help me financially till your decease, fulfill your every childish need so that you live your last few days happily...” Jane’s mother started to sob. Tears rolled
down her eyes… Jane was stunned.. As they came out she looked in his eyes, “Please tell it’s a lie”, exclaimed Jane, with a face of despair. “I am afraid; It is not”, was the timid reply of Darcy. “NO! You are wrong. There are others doctors better than you. They just need some time.” “You don’t have time. That is the problem. You don’t have any f*****g time.” groaned Darcy. Jane, sobbing, hugged Darcy. She shouted, “Why do you love me so much? Why are you doing all this???” Tom did not know what to do. He just quietly viewed his fiancée in the arms of a stranger……………… 6 weeks after……………………………. “Jesus... I did all I could, but did I? Please tell me if I can do anything else” sobbed Darcy. Jane was in Emergency in Seattle Grace Hospital. Her heart was beating timidly. She could see her mom’s and Tom’s figure but she looked in vain all around the room for another person…… Darcy sobbed for a few more minutes. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. Father Paul spoke slowly, with all his experience, “My son, Life is full of up’s and down’s. God will not give you a solution you will have to find your own. He’ll help you of course. If you cannot find it anywhere look into your heart, the answers are there.” Saying this Father left Darcy in a confounded state. Then suddenly something dawned upon him. He ran as if he was running for his dear life from the church to the hospital. He jumped fences, dodged cars and to the hospital in a record time and stormed into Dr. Mendel’s chamber, who was also of the same profession as he was. All Jane
could remember before darkness closed her eyes was that she was being taken to
the OT… The bells were ringing finally the big day came... She woke up to find an envelope on her bedside table, a letter from Darcy Stallone…….. It went... Dear Jane, By the time you read this message I know I would have crossed the mortal land you live. I will not take much time and say much. The only thing I want to say is from the moment I knew that you could not be mine I promised on doing whatever I could to make the glorious smile you have, to stay on your beautiful face forever… I was failing you know... You were dying… Then I thought that don’t I have a heart? Of course I do… but by loving you I had unofficially given my heart to you and then I thought about giving my heart to you officially so that I could keep my promise… Merry Christmas, dear… I hope my gift was a good one… P.S. Please don’t break the promise I made to myself, please it’s my last wish……… © 2014 CarterAuthor's Note
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