I park Miles's Lamborghini in my mother's driveway, it feels odd being here again, especially when I know that I don't have Jace anymore only my mother.
I step out onto the small pebbles that lay their way on the ground and lead me to my mother's house. I'll never get tired of walking this same driveway, the same Ohio, or the memories that always flow back to me when I'm here.
I feel a cold breeze linger on my neck and blow itself onto the bae skin that's visible through my clothes. I turn around to the wind, seeing the black car parked there, and hit the keys in order for the car to lock.
As I stare at the car, my eyes shift upwards and I take a better look at the scenery on the other side of the very small pebble-covered road.
Everything looks exactly the same but yet it couldn't be more different and that's the difficult part. I'm the only one changing but nothing around me, nothing seems to be permanent except Ohio, even my mother is having issued, Jace isn't here and his family is going through changes of not having him with them anymore and Ohio still looks the same; Charm, Ohio. At the thought of Charm, I –my fingers quickly try to lock with the necklace on my neck, Jace's necklace, but it isn't there.
"Madison?" I hear, and I'm forced to forget all of the memories that are slowly coming back to me, revealing themselves to me as bare memories that make me feel like I still live that life, but I don't.
"Mom." I smile as I see my mother approaching, she's wearing a long white scarf that matches her long skirt. She gives me a warm smile back before getting into the car. She looks young and her pain doesn't fit; it doesn't belong to my mother.
"Can you walk?" I ask her as I watch her struggle down the three steps.
"Hardly." She says with a small smile on her face.
"Jace hasn't been helping," I say without thinking and she shakes her head, keeping the smile on her face still.
"He's off to college. Nancy is really proud of him and so am I, he's doing very good, and he has a girlfriend you know." My mother points out and I feel a small sting in my stomach.
"I know," I say barely audible. I help my mother into the car and then slowly reverse out of the driveway.
"Is this Miles's car?" My mother asks and I can tell she's trying to be nice but it comes off more like a mixture of judgment and kind-heartedness.
The roads are tight but I somehow make it through which reminds me of Miles giving away his car for the truck that he then threatened to bun. I still wonder why he thought it was better to trade the car and the thought makes me want to cry and laugh at the same time.
"Is WSU going well?" My mother asks and I pop back into reality, only now realizing how much of a wandering mind I've been having this whole time.
"Mhm." I nod with a smile, not wanting her to push the subject into me telling her that Miles and I are attempting a mixture of long-distance and not long-distance, however unexplainable that is.
Miles's POV
My feet hit the hospital ground, the lights let everything shine in its path as they hang above me one by one.
The last thing I want to do is be here, but I need a new life, I need to figure this shit out, and adding more regret on top of all the shit I'm swimming through every day is only going to drown me.
"Miles." I hear in a firm voice, a tone I'll never ever miss.
"Pamela." My eyes dart up to the dark head of hair in front of me.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I bark, trying to keep my cool as I approach the door she's standing next to. The woman at the front desk eyes me to see what's going on but a patient coming in, distracts her.
"Don't talk like that." She says, shaking her head slightly.
"I came to see David, he came in with a bad stomach ache and the doctor is checking it out further." She explains and I can't deny or hide the fact that I'm surprised at just how serious this is and It's even worse not to know how to deal with it, what to say or feel.
"Shouldn't his wife or whatever, be here instead of you know his divorced psychopath ex-wife?" I smirk, hitting her back. She doesn't deserve to be talking to me right now and she knows it.
"Miles." She presses but I only hear half the damn words before I'm out and into the room. I almost want to let out a deep as fuck breath, David is slightly better company than she is.
I hear rattling at the door handle and I quickly turn around, my eyes wild and fucking pissed off, and when Pamela spots them, her eyes flicker and she looks right away to the floor and then turns around.
"Hi, dad." I breathe, I don't know how to fucking act and I feel like I'm going fucking psycho.
Madison's POV
"Are you going to be okay?" My mother asks as she takes a small ticket with a number on it as both of us wait in line. I nod at her and give her a small smile.
The doctor calls him since the room is practically empty, only a few patients hover on the seats and now I look like one of them.
My mother goes in but then right before she closes the door she quickly waves to me to come and I can't help but give her a little chuckle, one that she gives me back.
I quickly rush over to her. The doctor in his office doesn't seem to mind too much. His glasses hang low and he looks at least ten years older than my mother.
"Angela, correct?" He stands up and reaches out a hand to her. She smiles and nods before shaking his hand.
"And you are?" He smiles kindly.
"Madison," I mumble and he nods before sitting down.
"So, Angela, I have your graph here, I see the problem is your legs. Have your feet started to ache?" He asks my mother who looks down at the purse she's fiddling in with her fragile fingers.
"No, but my knees have, they feel almost collapsible." My mother explains and I feel somehow stuck in the middle of this, this feels horrible and I feel like a mess that's being rubbed from both sides. I had no idea my mother felt this bad, she always keeps everything to herself but I didn't know she'd keep the pain in.
"I thought everything was only getting better?" I can't help but question.
My mother doesn't look at me and the doctor bites on his lip, his eyes fluctuating between me and my mother.
"Angela." The doctor says firmly, holding the pen with both hands.
"You have Osteosarcoma." The doctor says and with the confusion on our faces, my mother begins, "Osteosarcoma what is that—" my mom tries.
"It's a form of bone cancer."
Miles's POV
"What the fuck did you say?" I raise a brow at the fucking nurse hovering over David. She looks at some of the papers she's holding as David opens his eyes.
His eyelids are heavy and he attempts to sit up but neither the nurse nor I attempt to help him.
David looks into my eyes before his eyes hit the sheets.
"Cancer has spread." The nurse answers.
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The Perfect Storm 2
Teen FictionMadison and Miles continue to be tested while they try to navigate through their rocky relationship. Odds are on their side, bringing them back to one another, closer than ever but as more bombshells continue to drop down on them, their relationship...
