Darling, hold me l.s

Chapter 1

{WARNING: WILL HAVE ALOT OF TFIOS REFERENCES IN THE FIRST TWO CHAPTERS AND THEN IT ENDS}
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"Darling, time for school!"
I hear my mom call, I groan, it's my last year of high school meaning Uni next year. I don't want that day to come. Therefore I will not get out of bed.

I snuggle into the covers even more and even pretend to snore slightly. I hear footsteps enter my room. My mom sighs: " I know you don't snore. Harold."

"Yes I do." I mumble. I feel my bed begin to dip, "No honey, you don't." I can practically hear the smile on her face as she speaks. "Yes I do." I mumble again.
"No you don't silly!" I then feel her hands start to tickle my sides. I jolt up from the bed and laugh loudly. Suddenly my laughs turn into coughs and I suddenly can't breath. "Mom-" I wheeze out. She immediately stops and looks down at me with horror filling her wide eyes.

"Harry Oh My God!" She then rushes to the corner of the room and picks up my oxygen tank (that I abandon every time I go to sleep.)

She sets it besides the bed and unwraps the tube that's attached to it. She quickly places the piece around my head, two short tubes sticking into my nose as both sides of the tube wrap behind my ears before connecting together right above my collar bones. It then runs as one single tube connecting to the tank. I close my eyes and take slow breaths through my nose where the extra oxygen is providing me.

"I'm so sorry honey, I forgot about your...." She trails off, I look at her sad face.

"My terminal lung cancer. mom?" I tell her softly. "Yea, yea I know... I just forget sometimes... I'm sorry." She gets up from the bed and begins to walk out of my room before turning, "I have breakfast ready for you. Please get dressed." She then smiles softly still clearly upset. I nod and smile back.

I then take the tube off by slipping it over my head and get dressed before adjusting the tube back on.

I look in the mirror, I wear a light baby blue top and navy blue leggings that cling to my legs, good thing the shirts long enough to cover my butt since my mom freaks out whenever I wear anything too short. I feel like a teenage girl that can't wear skinny jeans and a halter top because her mother said so.

I look at my face, it's ugly. It used to not be ugly but then the oxygen mask came into the picture when I was 15. It doesn't help that I have to wear the mask 24/7 unless I'm dressing and undressing or going to bed.

My green eyes seem brighter today. Maybe it's because of the odd lighting that's seeping through my room. I look at the half way open curtains and peek outside. My neighborhood is quiet and only a man on a bicycle rides by. I live in Seattle if you are wondering, but not in one of those fancy shmansy hotels and stuff. No I live in a small neighborhood with rows of houses on each side, not giant apartment buildings. All the houses are painted a tan color and yellow color. Makes everything "POP" as my mother would say.

I turn away from my window and back to my full sized mirror, I look at my curly hair that's currently down to my shoulders. I tuck the hair behind my ears where the annoying tubes are.

I sigh, better go have breakfast. I pull the handle of my oxygen tank and roll it behind me on its two wheels. Once I make it downstairs in the new converse my mom got me a month ago for my 17th birthday, I look at a colorful table filled with eggs, fruits, pancakes you name it.

I sit down and begin eating. Once i'm done I place everything in the sink, I suddenly hear a honk from outside of the house.

After brushing my teeth quickly, I go outside in the warm air and meet my moms car. I get in besides her, she leans over and kisses my forehead. I smile lightly.

She starts the car and begins to drive out if the neighborhood and into the busy streets, I suddenly remember something, "Mom! We have to turn back!" I say. She turns to me temporarily on the red light.

"Why?" She asks. "I already put your books in the pocket of your tank's cover."

"No, mom I left my book! To Kill A Mockingbird!" I say, I can't believe I forgot it. It's my 3rd time reading it but it's the only true friend I have at that school. What will I do during my free time now? During lunch in the park? Oh god, I'm so stupid.

"Sorry sweetie we are already almost at your school." My mom says sadly, I sigh not wanting to argue and rest my head against the window in defeat.

"Maybe if you gave me a fake ID I wouldn't have to read all the time?" I say suddenly turning towards her, she smiles while nodding her head from side to side, "you are NOT getting a fake ID."

"You always say you want me to be social and have a normal 'teen' life, and I'll have that if I can have a fake ID." I say. She laughs, "And why would you need a fake ID if I may ask?" She asks teasing. I smile cheekily, "so I can drink and 'smoke weed everyday...'"

"Wow wow, no one is taking any weed or drug of any sort. They are very bad for you."

"See! that's what I would have found out if I had a fake ID." I laugh, she chuckles and soon the car stops. I look outside of the window and see my school. I get out of the car and say goodbye to my mom. I begin to walk towards my school rolling the oxygen tank behind me,

"Hey!" I then hear my mom call behind me, I turn around and see her car window rolled down, "have fun!" She calls, I roll my eyes playfully and smile. I turn away from her and continue to walk until I hear the car pull back and drive away.

Other students where walking towards the school as well but stood a distance away from me, a lot of new kids I've noticed.

I suddenly feel something or someone bump into my shoulder almost causing me to stumble. I catch my breath and look at the guy that had bumped into me, his bright blue eyes are the first thing I noticed, "Watch out. Fucking robot!" He snickers before stalking away. I blink a few times. Robot? I then look down at my tank and then feel the tubes below my nose... Oh I get it... robot.

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