It seems like it all happened so quickly. I barely even understood what he was telling me during that ten to fifteen last minutes we were together. I knew he was saying how much he loved me... yet he chose his stupid soccer career over me. Soccer isn't even that famous. Why did he have to leave me? Why can't we have a long-distance relationship? I trust him completely; doesn't he trust me? Or himself?

I closed my eyes tightly as I hugged my pillow. I've been cooped up in my room for about two days since Cody left. I could care less about school right now. See, I'm giving up fricking school for him, but he can't even stay with me? He sent me a text probably a day ago, but I didn't really have the balls to actually open it, because I know I would bawl my eyes out by just thinking about him sitting, sending me that text. Why is he even texting me if he doesn't want to be with me anymore? He chose his soccer career.

I groaned softly and sat up in bed. I can't stay here forever. My heart aches, but I have to get up. Two days of my life have gone because I can't get over Cody. He's probably already gotten over me, with all of his football friends. It's so annoying. I would never believe we could transition from being completely in love to this. Cody is such a screw up sometimes... but I still kind of love him.

Since it's still school hours, and none of my friends are out yet, I decided to go to the hospital. I think talking to Angel would definitely make me feel better. The things she says always makes me feel better. She's definitely an angel. I get myself dressed to go to the hospital. My mom is there and she will definitely question me, but not much because she knows what I'm going through. She knows how much I love Cody and she knows how much this hurts right now. If I did go to school today, I wouldn't have even paid attention to any of the teachers. My mind would have been elsewhere and I really hate that. I definitely prefer being alone.

I have to walk to the hospital since I don't have Cody to get me there. Thankfully, it's not a really long way from my place. I'll probably be walking for about twenty minutes for the most. The road is so clear – most people are at work or school. It's times like these Cody would decide to speed through the street, blasting music with a bunch of swearing. And he finds that to be so hilarious. None of my neighbors like him because of obvious reasons. My mom would tell him to lower the music but Cody never cared. He's a rebel. I fell for a rebel. I smile and shake my head slowly at the thought.

When I arrived at the hospital, I went to my mother's floor, greeting her with a small, but fake smile. She flashed a sad smile at me, then blinked down. She's too sad about this – it's my job to look the way she is. I would ask her what's wrong, but my real objective is to speak to Angel. I promise myself to ask her what's wrong after. I make my way to Angel's room and pushed the door open, not even thinking to knock. Her mom is always expecting me to come by so it's completely okay if I do that.

I put a smile on my face, but it was slowly removed when I didn't find Angel in her bed like I usually do. Instead, it was a guy. His eyes were closed as he was peacefully asleep. He looked around my age, and actually really handsome. He wore a gray beanie on his head, but I knew even without it he'd look good.

But I couldn't think about this guy now. Where is Angel?

I turned around from the room and closed the door, coming face to face with a female nurse, dressed in a pretty patterned set of scrubs. She stared at me with a confused look. “What are you doing?” she's obviously new. Everyone in this hospital knows I volunteer here. I get along great with the doctors and nurses. I do this for experience, and if I ever need a job they would already have me considered, plus it's pretty cool doing this.

“Uh I was looking for Angel Diaz,” I say quickly.

The nurse furrowed her eyebrows, then glanced back at the room, “I'm sorry, honey, but the little girl who stays in this room died late last night.”

“What?” I question, feeling like I heard wrong.

“I'm sorry... She passed away,” the nurse informed me. I bite my lip and nodded my head, dismissing the nurse. I slowly step back to the wall and slide down. How could she die? The last time I saw her she said she barely felt any more pain...

Gosh, I'm so stupid. She was dying. And now she's gone. Angel is gone. She was by far the most perfect little girl. I can't believe this happened. I know it was bound to happen, but I didn't want it to be so soon. I can only imagine how her mother feels. How is she even going to get through this? I don't even know where she lives, or I would have visited her.

Now I feel so silly. I wasted two days of my life, crying over someone who left me but is still here with us, while there is Angel's mom, who has to mourn over her daughter who'll never come back. How could I be so selfish? I lost Cody as a boyfriend, but he's still alive and for that I should be thankful.

I stare up at the ceiling, and send a kiss upwards to heaven, where I'm certain Angel went.

After a few minutes, I wipe my eyes and push myself up off of the ground. I continued to lean on the wall while I tried to get myself together. After that, I went to where my mother was and I stared at her. I tried for it not to look like I was actually crying, but it seemed so impossible. After staring at my mom for a good two seconds, I broke down. She pulled me in for a hug, rubbing my back gently as I sobbed on her shoulder.

These last few days have been absolutely horrible. I really wish tomorrow has something better planned.

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A/N: Please vote and comment and share! I love you guys a lot a lot. Above is Elizabeth Reaser as Marie Block (Ethan's Mamma) !