Chapter 2

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People say that there is always going to be a happy ending and that all things happen for a reason. I say that if you don't have anything to live for then why wait for something good to happen. I got relished from the hospital. I really want to know who brung me there

. I have leukemia.

I thought this over and over again. What am I going to do, I don't have enough money to pay for my treatments. My family will probably be happy that I'm going to suffer so they don't have to do it them selfs.

I get home and when I walk in there sits on the couch is my so called mother. My so called father. And last but not least the one who was suppose to protect me my so called older brother. I wasn't going to deal with there bullshit I'm going to die anyway why not die with the satisfaction that I stood up for my self.

I slammed the fist on the door to make a swift move and slam close. All heads turned toward me.

"Catherine" my brother said

I stood there emotionless.

"Why the hell did you come back we thought you left" he said again

"Yeah you know I wouldn't consider being In a coma for 4 months to wake up and then find out I have leukemia technically leaving now would it " I say in a innocent voice.

There is something that goes the his eyes like when we were little and every time I got hurt guilt would flash through his eyes.

He is guilty

" I have been through hell since she died because it was all my fault and yall made sure to remind me everyday " I said through gritted teeth

"Don't you dare talk about her"father said angry

"You know that day yall didn't just loose one daughter you lost two , but yall don't care about losing me right after all I am the reason she died I am the one who was outside with her I am the who tried to block the bullet I am the one tried to hunt that mans ass down after that. But you know what yall all did. Nothing. Nothing apsuly fucking nothing at all beside beat the shit out of your 12 tucking year daughter for a damn of 6 years. Yall never loved me and you never will but don't worry you won't have to deal with me for long cause I can't pay for treatments."

I didn't even get to finish my speech before I'm being held down by my brother and beating me to a pulp.

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