A typical High School Cancer girl

Chapter 1

Cancer sucks. I'm 17, and have been battling with cancer ever since I was the ripe old age of 13. I guess my cynical sarcasm may seem harsh at times, but I've been told by countless therapists that it's because of my "predicament." Like, what the heck? Who says that? The nerve of some people.

I'm Lacey. I really have nothing to say about my life except for the fact of my battle with the demon for 4 grueling years. Enough with the sappy crap though. I may have cancer but that doesn't stop me from living my life and going to high school like everyone else. I know I don't have long to live. Probably won't make it to college, so I figure, I may as well live life to the absolute fullest. I don't sit around waiting to die.. This year so far I've visited the Grand Canyon, Nigara Falls, and Disney World. I wouldn't change that for the world.

"Lacey, honey, it's time to go to school. Ryan is waiting,"

Ryan is my older brother. He protects me. It kills him that he can't try and save me. He wishes it was him instead of him. I love him but I hope he will be able to move on once I have passed.

"Okay, Mom."

I left my house rather quickly and hopped into my brother's 97' Pontaic. He loves that car as if it were a child or something stupid like that.

I found him leaning on his car smiling with his arms folded.

"What are you smiling about?" I asked.

"Oh nothing, just hop in."

Confused, I climbed into his car.

After about 5 minutes, we arrived at my school.

I got out of the car, squinting into the bright sun.

I heard lots of squealing and automatically knew it was my friend, Courtney.

"Hey Court."

"Don't you hey me! How did the doctors go last weekend?"

I had almost forgotten. Almost.

I went to the doctors last weekend in hopes of hearing good news. Turns out I have a few good weeks left in me.

I shifted from foot to foot nervously.

"Lacey? Don't play with me. U can't handle that!" Courtney said, tears streaming down her face.

She has been my friend as long as I can remember.

"I have a few weeks Court."

She let out a muffled sob. I watched her with absolute pity in my eyes. I was okay with dying. I was ready. I was worried about the lives I would leave behind.

I'm not very good at consoling people so I'm not really sure how to handle this situation. I awkwardly patted her back, waiting for her to calm down.

I heard her sniffle and say, "What am I going to do without you?"

My eyes started to brim with tears as well. I hate when she asks questions like that. It strikes a certain nerve.

"Hey Court, let's pull ourselves together so we can get to class okay?" I said while wiping my fresh tears.

I heard more sniffles and a mumbled, "okay."

Classes went as usual. I didn't pay any mind to them since I was going to die soon anyways. I'm not sure if I believe in the whole afterlife thing. I believe that there's something afterwards, but I'm not sure what it is. Won't be long before I find out.

It was Friday today so Court and I had our usual sleepover at my place. We packed up our things and headed to Ryan's car.

It didn't take long for Ryan to show up and drive us home. Court and I were so excited to rewatch the Gossip Girl Series. It was just that good!

Giggling, we headed into the kitchen and grabbed all the necessities. Ice cream, chips, chocolate, and drinks. We grabbed our massive amount of food and went up to my room since we would have the most solitude up there.

Not long after we started watching, Court fell asleep. I was feeling a little off. I didn't know what it was, but decided to shake it off.

Ryan POV

1 p.m. Saturday Afternoon

Okay, I'm a little worried now. How can those girls sleep so long? It's so unlike Lacey to sleep this late. I'm going to check up on them...

I practically flew up the steps and into Lacey's bedroom. Opening the door a crack, I could see both my sister and her friend sleeping soundly in the floor. I let out of breath I didn't know I was holding.

I opened the door wider and gathered their empty things. Jeez, these girls are pigs. After finishing with the garbage, I went to pick up Lacey to out her in her own bed. Yeah, yeah I'm a caring brother.

Walking over to her I noticed how small she had gotten. Probably because of the medication the doctors have her on. Picking her up, I gasp. Her face is a light shade of purple. That can't be normal, can it?!?

I started freaking and trying to out my head together. I shake Courtney vigorously and she wakes with a start.

"S-Something is w-w-wrong with L-l-lacey," I manage to get out.

She immediately reacts, gets on her cell phone and calls an ambulance, my parents, as well as her parents.

Everyone was in a frenzy that afternoon. We had no idea what was going on.

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Sitting in this sterile hospital is really getting on my nerves. The doctors haven't told us squat. Out of the corner of my eye I see a lab coat coming out of my sister's part if the hospital. I get up so fast I start to see weird shales and have to compose myself before briskly walking over to him. The doctor has bags under his eyes and it doesn't seem like he carried good news.

The only things I heard next were "cardiac arrest, passed, there was nothing else we could do, she went painlessly."

After that, I could only hear my mothers mangled cries and my dads soft sobbing. It broke me to see both of my parents in shambles.

I just can't believe this! The doctors said she had at least a couple of weeks! There was so many things I didn't get to do with her yet.

I just kind of stood there, transfixed on the white wall ahead of me. Before I really knew what I myself was doing, my fist went through the seemingly perfect wall.

I ended up getting seven stitches and a cast. I don't know what about that wall that made me so angry.

I need to pull myself together. For her. 

11/8/14

I will remember this date forever. It's tattooed across my heart. Forever and always.

1 year later

I stood before her grave. I miss her so much. I miss her musical laugh that would fill our house and throughout the halls at school. Is miss everything about her. There wasn't a selfish bone in her body. I know that she's in a better place, dancing amongst the angels. She may have had her sounds about Faith but I fully believe she's smiling down at me right now.

Silent tears fall on my cheeks while I say these last words to my baby sister, "I love you."