Dare Kings

Chapter 50: New friend

I opened my eyes as I heard my door open.

My doctor walked inside. "Good night Alyssa," he smiled at me. I returned it then my eyes started scanning the room for my mom. She wasn't here. She was here before I fell asleep. "Your mom will be back by morning. The visiting hours are over. We'll be moving you to another room, don't worry, we will inform your mom," I nodded in understanding and watched as he walked over to my bed and then pushed the thing that held my medicine and life support closer.

I stood up and held the iron with the doctor's help. Wow, I could hardly walk.

My body was fragile and had no dynamism.

I worriedly looked at my doctor.

He sighed as he slowly walked me from the room. "Alyssa, I don't know how to tell you this, but the surgery is a greater opinion now, yes, it's risky, even more risky since you've taken so long to do it, but it's best because you have less than ten days to live. The fever is a sign," I kept quiet as we walked down the hall of the hospital to my next room.

I knew he was right, but I couldn't help but stressed that if I did the surgery I will die before my ten days. I wanted to spend every last minute with my family.

But on the other hand, the surgery could save my life, but that's not reliable now.

"I will think about it, doctor Wayne," I said, groaning in pain from my increasing headache and dizzy eyesight. I could hardly speak. It felt like the words weren't inside my vocabulary I had to search way down to speak.

"Just know you're running out of time," he carried me inside a bigger room that had more beds lined out but was locked with curtains. "I wish you the best, Alyssa. There is nothing more I want to see but you better Alyssa," he smiled at me reassuringly.

"T-Thank you, doctor."

He helped me onto the bed and set my iron that was attached to the medicines that were running through my veins.

My doctor made sure I was comfortable before he left after pulling my curtain closed.

I closed my eyes.

"Hey," a soft voice from the other side of my curtain whispered.

Confused, I whispered back. "Hi?" Came out as a question.

"Are you dying too?" I sighed, so this was where all the dying people with cancer came. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that, but not only dying people are here. It's because I am dying, I asked. I didn't mean for it to sound like that," she whispered. She sounded like a nice person.

"Unfortunately....um, yes," I said with a hard concentration.

"Oh, sorry. What do you have?"

I sighed. "Stage four brain tumor. You?"

"Lung cancer, both of my lungs are damaged," she chuckled slightly, then started coughing loudly and wheezing.

Worriedly I asked. "Are you okay?"

She stayed quiet for a few seconds. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. That's normal," she whispered.

I wondered how many of us were here. "How many persons are in here?" I asked curiously.

"Us and a girl. She has throat cancer, so she doesn't speak. Uh, another girl...died today. She had breast cancer," she explained quietly. "And a girl that became my friend died two days ago from liver cancer."

"That's so sad," I whispered to myself. "How horrible..." I mumbled with anguish and worry.

"Hey?" She whispered.