My Little Lies

Lies, they can consume all of us. That's why I'm laying here in this hospital bed right now all alone, because I lied. I wish I could disappear, but I can't. The farther I hide under my sheets the worse my lies get. You are probably wondering why I'm in a hospital bed right now. I have cancer. That's right the "C" word. The more lies I tell the more I hurt. I don't know how much longer I can keep on doing this.

Florescent lights flicker as the sobbing sounds of a mother, who lost her child, ring thought the barren hallways. The beeping of machinery fills my ears, as I smell anaesthetizes of the hospital. My heart flutters wondering if there will be any good news for me today. A memory flashed into my mind

"Anne, I'm sorry to inform you but your parents have been in a serious accident and did not make it out alive," the doctor informed me. 

Those words crushed me, I had lost my parents. I also found out I had cancer. To top it all off I have to keep it from my best friend because I don't want to ruin his career. I have not seen Harry in over two years; he has been touring with his band. We have only ever had time to talk over the phone.

I have not told Harry about my parents or my cancer because he would return from touring and ruin his chance of fame. I could not live with myself if I did that. Just then the door burst open, and Niall and Lilly walked in with wide smiles on their faces.

I ask, "Niall does Harry know you're here?"

Niall is part of the band that Harry's in.

"No I told him I was going out to eat," he explained.

Lilly came jumped up on top of me. For a child who has cancer she has a lot of energy. Niall and I caught up for a bit while Lilly kept talking about how amazing Justin Bieber was. Niall and I just laughed the whole time. Niall found out about my cancer right before they left for their world tour. He thought I was bulimic because I was always throwing up because of the chemo. So I told him the truth about everything and made him promise not to tell Harry and his rest of the band mates.

I am one of the lucky people who don't lose their hair due to the chemo. My doctor walked though the door holding my file. He had a small smile on his face, Niall, Lilly and I were sitting on the bed, hoping that there will be good news today.

He explained "Miss Miry I have some good news and some bad news today." 

Nobody wants to hear those words.

"The good news is there is a surgery that can remove all of your stomach tumours," he paused then carried on, "but chances of survival are one in ten which isn't very high." 

I put my hand up to stop him from talking. 

I choked out," Hasn't the chemo been working?" 

"No." 

Lilly held on to me tighter, Niall asked " How much longer does she have?"

"It's hard to tell but I would say less then six months," he explained.

My heart stopped, I haven't cried since my parents died. Niall and Lilly were holding on to me for my dear life.

I cleared my thoughts " I will do the surgery."

"Anne don't do it, it's not worth it" Niall sobbed out  

"Niall I am going to do it so I can live my life not being sick," I explained 

"I understand. When can it be done?" he asked.  

"Tomorrow or two months from now," 

"Tomorrow is fine," I answered.