*Y/N's P. O. V.*

"Oh come on, you guys! Step it up! I always own all of you at this game!" I said excitedly as I keep my eyes on the TV monitor and hands on my controller.

"You're merciless when it comes to this game, Y/N. You make sure none of us stand a chance," Joe said while laughing.

I'm still at the hospital, but these people around me never failed to visit me daily and now, Pete even bought his Switch here and now were just enjoying a game of Mario Party.

I wasn't allowed to leave the hospital now and honestly, I don't mind. I'm just waiting it out now and I'm so happy that my friends have respected my decision and are slowly accepting it.

"You're the ruthless queen of this game, practically," Andy stated and I do take that as a compliment.

"Why, thank you, Mr. Hurley," I said with a smirk.

Now that they know everything, I honestly feel so free. There's nothing bothering me anymore, the huge boulder in my chest has been removed and not even the nearing death can bring it back. I'm just enjoying my last days.

"People say 'gamer-girls' doesn't exist, but here's Y/N, practically owning every game she handles. Since we were a kid you're a monster when it comes to these things. You're always pushing me to play with you, but I always decline because I can also see defeat on my side," Elisa said.

"You don't want to know how many times she has beaten me in Mortal Kombat. It's embarassing for my part," Patrick joined in.

"No, Patrick. You just suck at that game," Pete dissed Patrick which made all of us laugh.

It feels like nothing is wrong and I love it. It's like we all just went back to being kids who doesn't care about anything and I couldn't wish for anything more. I'm forever thankful for these people.

The day continued like this, just full of games, laughter and playful dissing at each other. Even if I'm still feeling some physical pain inside, the current situation is able to temporarily take that away. I am focusing on the positive and they really are a great help.

If I really would go...this is the best day to end it with.

The night has come again and soon enough we have to stop this madness before the doctor comes in and literally throw them out because this is not what I should be doing. Of course, I don't want to ever stop this, but the day is coming to an end. There's nothing I can do about it.

"We're going to plot something against you so we can win tomorrow. We'll team up to destroy you," Pete said and if he said that with a serious tone, I would be very scared. But thankfully, he said that in a dorky way.

"Let's see you try, Wentz," I smirked at him.

"Alrighty then, we have to go, Y/N. It's nice losing to you," Joe murmured, walking next to me and giving me a fist bump.

"We'll see you again tomorrow, so you can beat us again. There's nothing we can do to beat you, Pete's just delusional," Andy said.

"Got that right," I said confidently.

"We'll see you tomorrow, cous. You really sure you don't want any of us to stay?" Elisa asked me, I can see that she really wants to stay.

"It'll be an inconvinience. I'm fine, don't worry. Besides, you'll be here tomorrow anyways," I answered. Elisa walked near me and gave me a hug. I hugged her back, going a little tighter this time.

"Okay then, can't already wait to see you again," she said with a giggle.

"You guys go on ahead for a while. I'll follow after a couple of minutes, I just want to talk to Y/N real quick," Patrick told them.

Pete, Andy, and Joe also gave me a hug before going out of the room. Elisa walked out with them, leaving only me and Patrick inside.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Stumph?" I asked him.

"For you to stay?" he murmured. Patrick chuckled sadly as he stared at me, "This is so selfish of me considering the fact that..."

"Patrick, I know it's hard, but I know sooner or later, you'll be able to accept it. Come on, you're not the one who's going! Light up!" I said playfully, "Besides, I'm really not going away. I'll just be a troubled soul, so you guys always leave a room out for me, okay? Or else I wouldn't know where I would go."

"For someone who's on a death bed, you really are an enthusiastic one," he murmured, finally smiling at me. There's still sadness, but at least I can tell that he's fighting it.

"Why wouldn't it be? I feel like I've bloomed...literally and figuratively. I'm satisfied and happy with my choice, Patrick. I'm where I need to be. Now, enough of this. My cousin and our friends are waiting for you! Off you go!" I said, playfully gesturing at the door.

"Fine. See you tomorrow?" he asked while hugging me.

"Mmhmm," I hummed, hugging him back and that connection actually lasted a little longer this night.

Finally, Patrick stepped back. He waved a final goodbye before leaving me alone inside my room.

I'm smiling to myself, I'm contented at where I am and my current situation. Yes, it's still sad, but not like before.

After all those suffering, I guess it didn't end that bad.

At least, I said what I wanted and needed to. At least I saw them slowly accepting it. At least I know they understand. At least I know that it didn't end as bad as I imagined it.

Now... I'm sure that I'll have this peaceful permanent slumber of mine.

*Patrick's P. O. V. *

~~~15 years later~~~

"Declan? Why are you up so early?" I was shocked to see my 9-year old son already awake in his room. I looked at the clock and it's only 5:30 in the morning.

"I just woke up from a nightmare, dad," he said. He's already sitting up straight while holding his pen and sketchpad. I looked at him curiously, Declan usually runs to our room whenever he has nightmare, but right now he seemed so calm.

"Yeah?" I murmured as I walked up to him, sitting beside him the moment I reached the bed, "A nightmare but you're so calm, looks like my baby boy is growing," I smiled proudly.

"Stop it, daaaad," he said, trying to hide his smile, "And it's not just that. Someone saved me from the nightmare," he murmured then began to draw on the sketch pad.

"Really? And who would that be? Is it coming from DC or Marvel?" I asked.

"Dad, I know we both love comics, but this time, it's none of those." Declan's smile was so bright and that already made my whole day. "It was a girl, she pulled me out of the monsters in my nightmare and told me to wake up," he continued. Suddenly, I felt goosebumps. No, not because I was scared, but because I can't believe this is happening.

As Declan said that, he was sketching a familiar someone. I'm proud to say that my kid has a talent when it comes to drawing, unlike me. His drawing perfectly matches her and he began to describe her too. Her facial features, hair length and color, height and everything Declan could remember about this girl who saved him from his nightmare.

"She's like...glowing! Literally! That's why I know she's good. There's just this light around her and she smiles beautifully!" Declan said, making me smile more, "Oh! OH! I remember! I've seen her! I've seen her!" Declan jumped up and down from the bed then jumped off, running to the corridor just outside his room and grabbing something from outside.

The moment he came back, he was holding an old picture frame. He jumped back on the bed and scooted next to me, "This is her! I'm sure this is her! I knew that I've seen her before!" he excitedly said.

Y/N...she's really still looking out on us.

I smiled at Declan and I can't believe I'm getting a bit teary-eyed, "That's your aunt, Declan. She's mommy's cousin," I told him.

"She looked so kind and sweet. She really saved me!" my son stated, "She's like an angel!"

"She really is, buddy. Her name is Y/N and she's on of the kindest, strongest, and loveliest people that mommy and daddy know. I wish you could have meet her," I said.

"Oh. She's in heaven now?" Declan asked, "I guess she really is an angel now, dad. You should have seen her, the only thing that are missing are wings!"

Declan continued to draw. It's still a kid's drawing but he really depicted Y/N well, he even gave her the angel wings which I would like to believe that she truly has now.

I'm smiling widely to myself while looking at it. She's really still here among us, keeping her promise that she won't completely go. It's been years, but I admit that there were nights where I still feel this undeniable guilt, but now I think I can completely put that to rest.

"I'll not be scared of my nightmares from now, dad. I know that she'll be there to save me and then you and mommy will be out here, waiting for me," he said with a bright smile.

"Of course, Declan. Next time you see her, tell her mommy and daddy misses her so much, alright?" I said while hugging my son.

"I will, dad!" he said enthusiastically.

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A/N: Ey, first mini fanfic is done!
Sorry it's not an 'and they live happily ever after' story. It somehow is but you get what I mean.

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