The Cost Of Forever

"Lila's gone."

The words stopped me cold. Reading the fuzzy text on my screen felt like a sudden blow to my stomach, causing my heart to skip a beat. No. Not possible. She can't be gone.

Gasping for air, I sprinted through the hospital doors, swiftly passing by doctors and patients in the hallway. My brain is unwilling to acknowledge it. Lila's not gone. She can't be.

A nurse walks by me, and I clutch her arm, my voice breaking as I ask, "Please tell me it's not true. Tell me she's not gone."

She pulls away, stammering, her eyes wide "I-I don't know, but you should go to the ICU-"

I don't wait for her to finish. My legs carry me faster than I thought possible, past sterile walls and the buzzing fluorescent lights overhead, toward the double doors that separate me from Lila. My sister. My heart. My responsibility.

"You can't leave me now, Lila," I mumble quietly, hurrying down the hospital corridor as the bright lights hum overhead. Each movement seems like a timer, ticking down the remaining moments I may have.

I lean my back on the wall by the ICU, feeling my heart racing in my chest, on the verge of bursting out. Once more my phone vibrates-another message from Clara, yet I cannot concentrate on it. My mind is here, with Lila, trapped in that room, fighting for her life.

"Not again. I can't do this again."

My breath shakes, eyes locked on the double doors in front of me. Where is Dr. Carter? Looking down at my shaking hands, I swallow the fear that's about to overwhelm me. She has to come out with good news. She has to.

My legs weakened and I slid against the wall, hugging my knees tight. I bowed my head, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath."Please, Lila. Fight. Fight harder."

Time seems to drag on, making hours feel like an eternity. The door opens and I immediately sit up.

"Eva," Dr. Carter says softly, her calmness making the anxiety spike in my veins.

"Is she okay?" I stand, my voice catching. "Tell me she's okay."

She doesn't answer immediately, and that pause shatters any hope I have. Her eyes meet mine with that same practiced, calm look that doctors wear when things are bad.

"She is in a stable condition," she states, however, a "but" lingers in the air. "We've temporarily stabilized her condition, but we're running low on options." The medication is losing its effectiveness."

"So what on earth are you planning to do?" I start to lose control of my voice as the fear, which I have hidden away, suddenly emerges. "There has to be something else."

"There is. But..." She looks down, hesitating. "The next treatment option is... expensive. Very expensive."

I stagger back as if the word itself is a blow.I am already aware of what is going to happen. "I whisper, unable to keep my voice from wavering, that we don't have enough money for it."

"I know," Dr. Carter replied gently. "But without it..."

"Without it, she dies." The words slip from my mouth, raw and terrifying. My vision blurs with unshed tears. "There has to be another way."

"We'll look into foundations, charities-"

I cut her off. "Both you and I are aware that it's unlikely to happen."

She remains silent, simply nods and places a hand on my shoulder. I will try my best to do everything I can.

Once she fades away behind the doors, my knees give out, and I crumple onto the frigid floor. The world's weight crushes my chest. There is no oxygen in this place, no room to catch a breath. How on earth am I expected to solve this?

I am brought back to reality by the sound of footsteps, and when I glance up, I notice Clara running towards me, with breathlessness and wide eyes.

"Eva!" she shouts, running until she reaches my side and falls to her knees. "What happened? Is she okay?"

I nod my head, struggling to speak. "She... she needs more treatment. It's too expensive."

Clara's face pales. "However, there must be some action we can take.

I gaze at her, powerless. "I don't know, Clara. I am unsure of any other actions we can take. We've exhausted everything."

She seizes my hands and squeezes them firmly. We will not quit. Lila is a strong individual and we're going to fight with her. No matter what."

Her words are fierce, but I see the fear flickering behind her eyes. The same fear that's choking me, suffocating me. We sit there in silence, the soft buzz of the hospital enveloping the area between us. However, all I can focus on is Lila's presence in that bed, her life barely hanging on.

The peacefulness is shattered by an abrupt eruption of chaos in the ICU.

A nurse rushes past us, her face tight with urgency.

My heart stops. Something's wrong.

"Dr. Carter! We need you, now! " The nurse yells, making her way through the ICU doors.

The hospital sounds fade away as panic consumes me, causing the world to become hazy.

"Eva, wait!" Clara calls, but I'm already up, already moving, rushing through the doors.

I abruptly stop in my tracks upon seeing her. Lila.

Pale. Struggling to breathe. Machines screaming all around her.

"No", I breathe out, staggering towards her."Lila!"

She opens her eyes, filled with fear and whispers, "I'm scared."

I hold her hand tightly, trying to comfort her.Promise?"

I force a smile, my throat burning with unshed tears. "I promise."

The team around us is moving fast, but I'm frozen. My eyes are locked on hers, as if letting go means losing her forever.

"Eva," Dr. Carter's voice cuts through the chaos, firm and commanding. "Step back. We need to stabilize her."

"No!" I scream, my voice cracking. "No, don't take her away from me!"

Dr. Carter moves in front of me, blocking my view as more doctors rush in. "You need to let us work."

I can barely hear her over the deafening roar in my head. My heart races, my entire body trembling. Clara pulls me back, her arms wrapping around me as I struggle to breathe.

"Eva," she whispers. "We have to trust them."

The machines continue to make beeping sounds, increasing in volume and speed, each one indicating a countdown. I watch Lila's motionless body as they try to save her, but it seems like everything is fading. I am losing everything, and I am powerless to stop it.

Nothing.

"Lila!" I scream, my voice raw. The sound of the machines cuts through the air, each beep echoing the desperate rhythm of my heart.

And then... nothing.

Silence.

"Lila, please," I whisper, as if my words alone could bring her back.

Time stands still.

Then, the machine hums to life again, the steady beep filling the room.

She's still here.

I crumble in Clara's embrace, overwhelmed with relief, struggling to catch my breath. However, deep down, I am aware that this is far from finished. Not by a long shot.

"She's stable," Dr. Carter says quietly, looking at me with that same calm she always wears. "For now."

But "for now" isn't enough.

Not anymore.

While I stand there, observing my sister battling for her life, the burden of all our financial limitations overwhelms me suddenly. Time is running out, there is no space left for pride.

Something has to give.

Because the next time I hear the words "Lila's gone," they might be real.