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| Diana's POV |

I questioned myself over and over again about what I saw on Cameron's phone 3 days ago.

Yeah, I have no words but it just didn't think he will-would do this to me. I'm his wife. Mother to his two kids. What else could he not want from me?

"Diana?"

"Diana?!"

Claire blurted out at me, causing me to flinch and my thoughts being interrupted.

"Hmm?" I say looking at her.

"What's wrong? You've been quiet since you got here. You haven't really said anything apart from 'yes' , 'no'" She says with a concern tone.

I studied her for a second.

How am I suppose to blurt out to her, that my husband, her brother in-law is having an affair with her co-worker.

"Ohh just alot on my mind. Been busy with work, house, kids." I lie, rubbing the back  of her hand assuring her that im fine.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rings and Claire goes and opens it, revealing Kirsten. This week just keeps getting worse.

She walked up to me, about to hug me but I stood up. Not wanting to hug a girl-slut probably sleeping with my husband.

"I'm just going to the bathroom, real quick." I fake a smile. I enter the washroom and stare at myself in the mirror. Looking down at my nose, lips, ears, hair, chin, shoulder every part of my body.

I sigh, feeling my eyes getting heavy and blurry. Trying soo hard to push back the tears that I have been holding in for the last couple of days.

Why Cameron?

I have soo many questions. I want .. no need answers.

I try to lower my voice as I sob. I wipe my tears slowly and my hands.

I repeat to myself "I am strong, beautiful, smart, funny, intelligent woman." I say it about 3 times and I finally walk out of the bathroom, turning off the light.

"Hey guys,im so sorry but I just remembered that I have an appointment at the nail salon." I look at my watch. I actually don't have a nail salon appointment I lied. I have a doctors appointment at the hospital.

"But I just got here, can't you stay a bit longer?" asked Kirsten.

How can she just sit there right infront of me, and lie knowing what she is doing is just wrong and hurtful.

"No." I blurted out. It was more like a yell-ish quite talkish.

Claire and Kirsten both turn to look at each other and furrowed their eyebrows.

"I'll talk to you guys later, Claire tell that husband of yours to call me." I grab my bag, phone and keys. Hugging Claire tight and ignoring Kirsten. "Bye."

I walk out of the house and to my Mercedes benz, I unlock the door getting in. Checking my rear view mirror as I fasten my seat belt.

I reserve out of the drive way ,pulling out and driving towards the hospital.

At Hospital.

"Mrs. Dallas?" the nurse says my name and I stand up smiling at her."this way please."

We walk through the hallway and to the room. The smell of blood filling my nostri and the sound of the monitor beeping. The nice nurse tells me that my doctor will be with me in a minute.

A few minutes later, my doctor walks in with a folder clipboard and pen in her hand.

"Hello, Diana. Nice to see you again. How are you, the kids and  Cameron?" she asks sitting infront of the computer and skimming through the computer.

I flinch at when she said Cameron, but thank god she didn't notice with her back facing me.

"We're going to run through some test like we usually do, okay. In the mean time can I get you something like coffee, tea ,water? "

"Coffee please... thank you." I say smiling.

5 minutes later.

The doctor walks back in.

"Well Diana, we've been fighting this for the last 3-4 years. And its still the same 72% chance of survival. Nothing seems to be wrong, it hasnt spread so thats good." Dr. Betty says.

She puts everything down on the table,  sits down and looks at me. "Diana, I know this is none of my business, well it is a little bit. But I ask you this all the time you come in. Why won't you tell your family?"

"Because Doctor.. I just don't want them to worry and make a huge fuss over it. I want to die a peaceful death."

She says looking at me, i catch her roll her eyes and I just laugh.

"You are one of the  most stubborn patients that I have, but your one of my favorites."

We laugh and joke around for a few minutes until I exit out of the building.

I get in my car, looking at my rear view mirror. I let out a huge sigh.

My name is Diana and I have breast cancer.

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