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I couldn't stop thinking about Fez holding my hand yesterday while we all were singing "Stand By Me". What could that possibly mean? Probably nothing anyways...
I'm walking downstairs and I hear my dad talking to someone on the phone. He sees me and ends the call immediately
"Who was that dad?"
"No one."
"Dad..come on."
"Listen I need to tell you something important." He says nervously, "Come sit."
"Sure." I laugh and I sit next to him
"I just got off the phone with my oncologist."
"What the hell is an oncologist?"
"A doctor who helps treat cancer."
"But you don't have cancer, dad."
"Brooklyn you know I love you so much."
"And I love you too dad but you don't have cancer so don't say that."
"I have Leukemia baby."
My heart shattered into pieces, my body became numb for a second.
"I've had Leukemia for 11 years and I've always placed it into remission but now this time is not going well. I don't want to leave anything out and I don't want you to worry about me. I just wanted to be honest with you."
"Dad..how long do you have?"
"Not too long baby but the doctors are going to help the best they can."
"I love you, dad."
After me and my father spoke I decided to go over to Rue's house. She wasn't on drugs anymore.
"Do you think you'll be able to forgive Jules eventually?"
"Maybe.."
"What about Elliot?"
"Maybe.."
"Have you spoken to them since everything happened?"
"No actually. I've been to myself. Trying to stay clean."
"You actually look healthier now. You looked like a Zombie before." I say and we both laugh
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Fanfiction𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗹𝘆𝗻 a childhood friend of Rue has moved back into town where she'll experience a teenage landscape of sub-stance-enhanced parties and anxiety-ridden day-to-day life with empathy and candor. She meets one of Rue's friends, Fezco, and fal...