𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟗

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Alana's POV.

*5 Years Ago*

I am happy. I am still buzzing. Still buzzing from yesterday. Yesterday I went on a date with Asher. A beautiful and super smart guy. A guy who is actually interested in me. We have been on many dates before. But, yesterday he asked me to be his girlfriend. And my answer was YES obviously.

I met Asher on the first day of college where I literally bumped into him. He is a year older than me. So, he helped me around the college, which later I came to know was his way of flirting and spending time with me. How adorable.

I just met him right now before coming home. He is leaving for almost two weeks to attend a wedding. God, I am going to miss him. Is it crazy that I already feel this strong pull towards him?

"Alana won't agree Carl" I heard my dad's voice. Why are they talking about me? And what will I not agree to?

"She will! She loves me, dear. And this is the only option we have. We don't have that much money or time left. I'll talk to her" I heard my mother's voice and by the sounds of hers it sounds like she is on the verge of crying.

"Even if she did, I am not agreeing with this shit!" my father's voice boomed around the house "I will take some loans okay? And if needed I will sell the house" Sell the house? WTF is going on?

"If you sell this house, where will we live? We just moved here. We are not financially stable. Look, Carl, I am not fond of this idea as well, she is our baby girl but I don't see any other options," Are they really talking about me? I don't think so. They never call me baby girl. I am an unwanted child. I just exist in this family.

"Mia, she just turned 18 years! She is still a kid, she has a bright future ahead of hers she has dreams and this stupid thing is going to ruin all her dreams," his voice sounds so tired. And they are talking about me.

I have been standing behind the wall at the entrance and they are sitting in the chairs near the balcony, their back towards me, so they haven't seen me yet. My father's head is in his hand and my mother looks distressed.

"What's going on guys?" both my parents gasped at my voice and turned around to look at me with wide eyes. My father opened his mouth a few times and shut it again.

"Come here Alana" my mother called me, I went and stood in front of them.

"What's going on?"

My father couldn't even make eye contact with me while my mother looks like she will cry any second now. I have never seen them like that before. Fuck, what the hell is going on here?

"Baby, there is something we didn't tell you," my mom said with a weak voice

"Spit it out!"

"I have 2nd stage Breast Cancer" Please someone tell me this is just a fucking joke. But the look of despair on my parent's face tells me it's not a joke. Fuck, it feels like someone stole the air from my lungs. I couldn't breathe. This is not happening. Oh God, why is this happening? And why didn't they tell me this before? Do my siblings know about this?

I love both my parents even though the feelings were not mutual for a long time. I know they love me now. They tell me every day now how much they love me. Even if they didn't, I would still love them. How could I not? They are my parents.

"Is that why you were talking about selling the house and taking loans?" my voice didn't even sound like my own. I know we have been facing some financial issues since we moved.

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