Deadly love | Chacha

Another day

  ~Chapter 2~
Another day

Charlis POV:
Pancreatic cancer. In other words, a death sentence. It has the third highest mortality rate of all the types of cancers. The chances of getting it are less then 1%. 1 percent. 1 fucking percent.

I'm the one percent.

I've just received a death sentence.

I'm gonna die.

I bursted into tears as soon as I heard the word cancer.

I have cancer.

Oh my god I have cancer?!

I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't speak. I couldn't even breathe. I have one of the deadliest cancers in the world.

My whole body wouldn't stop shaking, my eyes were hurting from crying so much.

The voices around me blurred into nothing. Doctors tried to comfort me, I pushed them away.

All their sorry's meant nothing to me because that wouldn't magically end my cancer. That wouldn't stop me from dying.

I felt Chases arms wrap around me and I let him. I needed someone I knew to comfort me and even though I could think of about a million other people who I'd rather, he was all I got.

I wrapped my arms around him so tight he probably couldn't breathe. I sobbed into the side of his neck while he rubbed my hair.

He knew what pancreatic cancer would do to me. He knew I was a dead man walking.

When this day started I never thought it would end in me getting diagnosed with cancer.

I regret my whole life. Everything. I regret not living. I regret not following my dreams of becoming a fashion designer. I regret waiting and waiting for Ivan to propose to me when I knew deep down he never would. I regret being to scared to do anything risky. I'm gonna die and all my choices were for nothing. My whole life is meaningless.

After an hour of sobbing into Chase. I pulled off of him and looked at him. He looked like he'd been crying too. Not full on sobbing like me, but a few tears.

Chase: "do you want me to call Delilah or your boyfriend? Someone?"

I quickly shook my head wiping the tears off my face.

Charli: "please don't. I don't know if I want to tell them..."

He put his hand on my face and wiped the tears

Chase: "that's a terrible idea, why wouldn't you tell them? You need support if you want to fight this."

What does he mean fight this. There's nothing to fight.

Charli: "you think I'm gonna fight this cancer?"

That's laughable.

Chase: "you're not?? Charli that's got to be a joke?"
Charli: "what about this is a joke??"

He isn't the one with cancer so he has no right to judge my decision.

Chase: "the doctors told me your cancer was caught very early. Yes, this type of cancer is mostly incurable. But it's possible for it to be cured if caught this early. You have a 10% chance at living a full life."

I shook my head and cried again into my legs

Charli: "I'd rather start living now instead of killing myself trying to live a little longer."