16Title : A short stay in Switzerland (the title doesn't belong to me. It belongs to a BBC show that I didn't watch. But the name was inspired :):)
Synposis: The last weeks of a girl about to die.
Length:- This story is going to have six/seven chapters.
Inconsistencies: I'm not a doctor so there may be a few medical inconsistencies. This is purely a work of fiction. No characters depicted in this story are based on real people.
Rated : T
Jack watches me angrily as I shove a shirt into my suitcase. The next thing I grab is my lucky charm. The rest could stay- I didn't need it anymore.
Hell, Jack could even take it to Oxfam if he wanted.
"Cassie," Jack pipes up, "This is ridiculous. I'm not letting you go."
I was wondering when he was finally going to say something. I flick the latch to the suitcase close and turn to face him.
"You're not stopping me." I say firmly, trying to remember his name. I fail with flying colors.
"You can't do this to me," he says desperately. "What about your parents? Nieces? Me? You can't just drop a major bombshell like that and expect me to be dandy about it-"
The morphine's wearing off. I can already feel the beast within my gut roaring to be let free. But I needed to hold it together, even if was just for another two minutes.
"I'm in pain," I choke. "If any of you love me, you'll respect my decision-"
Outside, a cab hoots angrily. I fish around in my pocket before handing Jack a piece of paper. "The address is on there..." I say calmly. "It's not too late to come with me..."
"Are you crazy?" Jack shouts. And I see the desperation has morphed into hopelessness. "I'm not going to hold your fucking hand while you die out of your own freewill!"
He turns away and for an awful moment I think he's about to cry. The cab hoots again and I heft my suitcase off the double bed.
"Well I guess this is goodbye then," and then just like that, his name pops into my head. "Jack."
His shoulders jerk violently at my voice.
As I'm going down the stairs I can barely see where I'm going- my tears blinding my vision. I pause in the hallway and shut my eyes in pain. This house reeked off memories.
Without even opening my eyes, I knew every single place in this house where Jack and I had sex. It almost seemed painful, thinking of it now. How outlandishly happy we were.
I should have seen it from a mile off, that it was never going to last.
Casting one last regretful look up the stairs, I turn the door knob and step outside.
Mrs Oliver from across the street waves happily from her porch. Oblivious to the fact that she will never see me again.
I can't bring myself to wave back and instead take quick, little steps to the cab. When I ease myself into the cab, I almost expect Jack to barge out of the door and stop me.
But he doesn't. And I didn't know what hurt more- that he didn't say goodbye or that he doesn't want to.
The cab driver leers at me from his seat, as our eyes meet in the little mirror. But his eyes widens when I break the gaze and instead tear open my suitcase like a ravage dog.
I shift through the piles. Tearing and pulling until my hands enclose around my own personal injection kit.
He probably thinks I'm a crack addict, I think hysterically as the needle slides easily into my inner elbow.
But then calmness radiated from my injection site and I throw my head back in relief. "Take me to the nearest airport," I manage to choke before I'm completely out of it.
He looks worried but doesn't stop. He must have seen my injection kit and thought this was more than the usual junkie. A rich junkie. With fancy injection needles to match.
But he's wrong. He couldn't be any more further from the truth. I didn't choose to be pumped full of drugs most of time, it just helped ease the pain.
My last lucid thought was about Jack and his betrayal.
Little did I know that he would try to chase the cab I was in, trying to flag it down.
Before tiredness cashed in and he had to stop, hands over knees and the most desperate look known to man plastered on his face. "CASSIE!" he had roared.
But I didn't hear. I was in my own little world known to only Cassie.