Chapter 8 : Idiot

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~Stella~

He just told me that his mom has cancer. The woman who I grew up with as a second mother has cancer. Stage three cancer and it has spread to her lungs.

"When was she diagnosed?" I ask feeling tears swell up in my eyes even more begging to spill over.

"Three years ago." He says looking down at his lap. "Right after we stopped talking." he adds on.

"Why didn't you come and talk to me? Why doesn't anyone know? Just because you became popular doesn't mean you had to stop communicating with me." I say

I see a tear fall down his cheek "I know what she meant and I'm guessing still means to you. I didn't want you to go through the pain that I have already been going through." he said.

I looked down at my lap "I love her like another mother I just wish you would have told me." I say as a tear escapes.

He lifts my chin up with one hand and wipes my tears away "I don't like seeing you cry" he says.

I show a soft smile. "I'm ready to go. Can we visit your mom sometime soon?" I ask and pull away from his grip. It's to intimate of a move.

"Of course, I was going to go Sunday." He says and puts the car into drive.

We drive to his house and just sit there for a minute before either of us move or speak. 

"When is the next time your mom works?" he asks 

"Umm" I hum in response "I think she works tomorrow night. She usually goes in around four or five."

"Okay we can go by after school if you want." he says "but if you dont want to go then you can just give me a list of the things that you need from your house, and I can go and get them so that you dont have to deal with being there."

"Yea I think that we should do that because I really don't want to go back there."

"Okay then I will go and get the things that you want and need from your house. I'll go ahead and pack a bag for when you decide that you want to stay." he says cockily and winks at me at the end of his sentence. 

He gets out of the car and I reach for the door handle to get out and as soon as I pull the handle to open my door it swings open. Lucian ran around the car to open my door for me. 

We walk into his house. 

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2 weeks later

"That is if we aren't to hung over from the second semester party on Saturday." He says now with a sly smirk plastered on his face. We were talking about the party Lucian holds every year. I got my cast off this morning because the doctors said I healed surprisingly quickly but I still have a brace I have to wear. At least that is removable. 

"I am not going to that" I say.

"You're forgetting that you are staying at my house. You have no choice but to be there" he says

"I will not be there this weekend. Your parties are always so loud and I really dont feel like going." I snap back

"How do you know you won't want to go this weekend when it is actually happening?" He says still in his normal calm tone.

"I will climb out the window of the room." I say with a straight face.

"I will throw the party outside" he responds

He will not stop until I agree.

"I will THINK about it" I emphasize the think.

He just smirks in response and I roll my eyes. 

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⏰ Last updated: May 01, 2023 ⏰

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