Closer to the edge

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babybre1234 asked: So her and nay are not getting back together??!? 😩😩😭😭😭😩

lol maybe

Anonymous asked: I honestly got sad when it wasn't him. Are they done completely & her & Chris are gonna get together. What about Kae? I enjoyed the chapter tho.

maybe

woozie813 asked: Awww man i thought Nay was back

hmmmmm 

Kiss

Hey peeps. Sorry for the long wait. I know its been months but I had my finals J. I wrote this about an hour ago and due to your many requests changed the plot a bit. Hope you guys like it. Please leave a review to tell me how it was and maybe give me suggestions on where you would like to see the story go next. Also a bit towards the end there will be a couple of lines in italics where I have used a quote (changed it a bit etc.)

It’s from=> “At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, all the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.” ~Hermann Hesse

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Six weeks later, Wednesday morning

A couple of more check-ups and hospital appointments later, Ciara had discovered that the chemo had somehow miraculously reduced the amount of cancer cells in Ciara’s body greatly. The numbers of cancer cells in her body were starting to shrink. Partial remission, the doctors had called it at first. This meant that she was actually getting better and soon may even be totally cured. The news was greatly unexpected as up until recently doctors had been hinting that her cancer was at too far of an advanced stage for any treatment to have any real significant impact on her. One doctor had even told her to make a will. But maybe it just wasn’t time for her to go yet. There was now hope.

Although the cancer had improved, it hadn’t gone away completely and there was still cancer in her body. This meant that Ciara did have to have another couple of rounds of chemo and was still having to take a bunch of medicines. Combined together this had made her very sick. Some days she wished she could just end it all just to relieve herself of the pain. She was worse now than she had been when her cancer was at its worst but she knew she had to go through this pain if she wanted to survive.

After her last session of Chemo she had gotten extremely sick and had been in hospital for the last three weeks. The hair on her head had completely gone after the last batch of chemo. She really did look like a cancer patient now. Her parents had visited her once or twice but they had gone back to Atlanta as Ciara’s older half-sister had given birth to twins. She understood, and maybe would have done the same thing. Who would want to be around a diseased, dying person when you could celebrate new life and all that rubbish? She just wished she could have gone as well as she hated being bed ridden. It was horrible having to rely on others to feed her, clean her and sometimes even taking her to the toilet. It was just embarrassing and in some ways humiliating.

Sighing loudly in frustration Ciara shuffled in the hospital bed and tried to close her eyes and will herself to go to sleep. But all the beeping sounds around and the loud snoring of the guy next door wouldn’t let her. It was only 5 AM and visitors weren’t allowed till one. Why did she always wake so early? It was still dark outside. There was nothing to do here either. The remote for the small TV in front of her bed had been placed on a chair across the room by a careless nurse and Ciara was too weak to get up and get it herself. All she could do was sleep here all day and then wait for Chris to come like he did every day. She smiled to herself, thinking about her best friend.

In frustration she reached to the table next to her bed and picked up her phone. The sudden bright made her squint her eyes. There was only 2% battery left. She clicked on the internet tab and opened a celebrity blog site. Scrolling quickly past pages and pages of drivel about what someone wore to an event or who was dating who she became bored and decided to turn it off and try going back to sleep again. That was until she noticed a heading scroll past quickly with two names she recognised and knew very well.

Rapper Future and Rihanna partying together in NYC

Accompanying the article was a photo of Nayvadius and Rihanna leaving a club. His hand on the small of her back. A tear threatened to fall but Ciara wouldn’t let it. She started reading

Rapper Future, who was recently rumoured to be dating R&B singer Ciara was spotted on Monday night at a popular NYC club cosying up to Rihanna. Sources reveal that the two ‘Could not keep their hands off of each other and-‘ …

Before she could read anymore the screen went blank. The battery must have finished. Seeing him with Rihanna, out of all people hurt too much and she knew why he was doing it. He was trying to get back at her for cheating on him with Chris. But she hadn’t cheated…And she had tried to explain that to him many many times but he wouldn’t listen. The last time they had talked he had shouted at Ciara as he packed the rest of his bags and left. She had waited for him to come home for 3 days so she could tell him about the Cancer. He hadn’t even let her speak; he had said he didn’t want to hear any of it. History had repeated itself and she had had another boyfriend walk out on her.

He had finally moved on and now she had to too. It was over. But she couldn’t get him out of her mind. As she lay with her eyes closed, all she could think about was him. All the time they had spent together, all the memories. It was over. She let herself cry. Just this once she told herself.

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Wednesday afternoon

“’Morning,” Said a cheerful male voice. “She up yet?”

Ciara supposed that the “she” in question was herself, but the pounding headache prevented her from spending any more thought on the situation. She tried to open her eyes but the bright lights forced her to close them again. She had made out a dark figure by her bedside talking to the nurse. 

“Nope, she’s still sleeping. Funny that, she’s usually up before everyone else. I guess she’s just been very poorly lately.” The nurse told the man. She heard the rustling of papers and a set of feet leave the room. “I’ll be back in a bit.”

Another set walked towards her. She wished she could open her eyes but as hard as she tried, she just couldn’t. She had just woken up when the man had walked in and hadn’t recognised his voice. She waited for him to say something, but he didn’t. Instead she felt large, warm hands wrap around one of hers. They sat like that for a while. Ciara tried not to fall asleep and did her best to try and move or say something but only managed feeble moans and twitching.

 It was about half an hour later that Ciara felt a hand caress her face. Slow and gentle, and very intimate. Her breathing quickened. A second later she felt a faint minty breath near her face. That meant the person was very close to her. Was it…? Could it be…? There was that familiar feel of butterflies in her stomach that she only got when she kissed Nayvadius.  Had he changed his mind? Had he come back to her? Then suddenly she felt a pair of lips press down onto hers and something in her chest exploded. It was like an adrenaline rush but multiplied several times over. She had never felt anything like this before. But just as quickly the lips were off of hers. The persons face was still close to hers as she could feel his breath on her face. A hand caressed her face again.

“So beautiful. I hate seeing you like this…” the voice whispered. So quietly that she had barely heard it and they were so close. “I wish I could take all your pain away…”

Ciara still hadn’t recognised the voice but she suddenly smiled and somehow got enough energy to blindly grasp the back of the man’s head and pulled him down towards her lips. The glorious feeling in her chest returned as she melted against his lips. He let her take control and soon she deepened the kiss. It was nothing like anything she had experienced before. She felt something melt inside her that hurt in an exquisite way. All her longings, all her dreams and sweet anguish, all the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.

The man pulled back slightly and Ciara finally managed to open her eyes to see a smiling face on top of hers. She was shocked beyond belief to see those familiar caramel coloured eyes staring at hers. She couldn’t believe it was him at first. After a while, she propped herself up on her elbows and pecked his lips again and the feeling returned again, but if possible even stronger than before. She was a bit taken aback.

"Ci…" he said.

"Hey." she replied.

"I just wanted to meet you again before I go on tour." he told her. "I’m sorry I didn’t mean to kis-" he started but was interrupted by Ciara.

"Don’t worry." she said. "It was stupid…"

"Stupid?" he said incredulously.

"You’re an awful kisser." she told him with a smirk.

"Shut up Ciara!" he said, laughing.

"No, you shut up Chris!" she replied with an equally loud laugh. "Dumb ass."  

He smiled, still holding her hand.