Chapter 210 - A Dead Star (1/2)
*Flashback*
Life is a gamble. We all know it very well. But often we are so engrossed by the things we lost that we forget about the things we have. And that's the true gambling of life. In order to attain what we lost, we end up destroying what we are left with.
Darren was also one of those people who didn't understand this gamble of life. All he knew after that accident was that he lost. He lost something really precious to him. His leg injury was severe and honestly, he never thought he'd walk again.
”Don't give up just yet, Mr. Salvay. After a year of rehabilitation, I'm certain that you'd be back on your feet again,” the doctor told him in a way to reassure him but it only dampened his spirits.
Darren barely gave him a nod and continued to stay silent. Dylan walked up to him and patted his shoulder saying, ”Dazi, don't look so dull. Do you know how happy I am to see you alive? I thought I'd lose you forever.” Dylan's voice got heavy with emotions towards the end but Darren didn't even react to him being a crybaby.
After a prolonged silence, Darren mumbled, ”Do you know what happiness is for me, Didi?” Dylan looked at him as he spoke, ”Speed. I only felt alive on the race track. I always felt like I had the wings to fly to the sky with that speed but in the end, I got nowhere.”
Dylan didn't need Darren to explain anything to him. He certainly knew what Darren's biggest wish was in life. Even though he didn't know how his best friend felt but even if someone asked him again, he'd still choose Darren's life over anything. ”Who said you got nowhere? Besides, you're only taking a break of a year or two. You'll be back on that track again and I know it.”
Darren finally turned his eyes towards Dylan but didn't say anything. How was he supposed to tell his best friend that he might never be able to hold a steering wheel again in his life? That accident was still very fresh in his mind. He remembered how desperate he felt when that truck hit his car toppling it over. If he had been saved a second later, he'd have burned alive. His body shivered at the mere reminder of that scene.
”Didi, can you help me up?” He had been lying in bed for weeks and was sick of it now. Since Dylan could understand that, he helped him sit in a wheelchair.
”Should I take you out for a walk?” asked Dylan.
Darren stared at him weirdly as he replied, ”It's 6 in the evening, where are you gonna take me for a walk?” Dylan scratched his head sheepishly. ”Just get me to the balcony. I need some fresh air.” Dylan wheeled him towards the balcony where the light breeze could be felt making a serene atmosphere.
”I'm gonna bring some dinner for you. Anything else do you want?” inquired Dylan like the caring best friend. However, it was the first time for Darren to see Dylan paying so much attention to something. Since a young age, there was rarely a case when Dylan actually cared for something. When Darren shook his head, Dylan turned on his heel.
Darren was left alone looking at the sky littered with bright stars tonight. Since the sky was clear, he found the scene even more beautiful. He wheeled himself close to the railing and looked at the flower pots.