"When you lose someone who was your entire universe it hits you. All the chances you didn't take, all the things you didn't say. Because the truth is you think you have forever, but you don't. You never do"
I knew the bad news was coming, the second my puffy eyed father shook me to wake me from my slumber.
"Anastasia wake up right now" I pushed the covers to my knees, propping a pillow up behind my back.
"But dad you said I didn't have to go to school today! I've done all of my-" he cut me off "No Ana, that's not what this is about." He perched himself on the edge of my bed and took a long breath. "You're mother is coming home tomorrow," I stopped fidgeting with the edge of my duvet and I looked him straight in the eye, "What? The doctors said she wasn't getting out for atleast another 4 months?" I automatically brung my hand up to my mouth and my eyes widened to the size of saucepans. My father looked startled, then angry then relieved, "I thought I heard breathing on the other end of the line. You really shouldn't eavesdrop, or you should not breath loudly." He said with a small smile. "She's being let out to see you for one week." I put my feet over the side of my bed, "why to see me?" I looked out my window to be greated by raindrops and lighting in the distance. "Because, you're sick, it's some special request I was allowed to make once the doctors at Sunvill heard what's been happening," I just shut my curtains and walked over to turn on my lamp. As it turned on it flickered on then off, then on again. Then the light bulb blew. "Shit" I whispered under my breath. "Anastasia!" My father said sharply. He doesn't know I swear, "it slipped out, no biggie" I shrugged and turned on my over head light. As dad stood up from my bed he walked over to me, his arms spread widely, I hugged him hard letting him hug me back, for the first time in forever it felt nice to be this close to someone. "It's gonna be okay Ana, don't worry" he whispered into my hair. He pulled away and wiped the little tear that had leaked out of my eye, "It's alright to cry," he said quietly before leaving my room and shutting the door behind him. I sat down at my desk and began to write. The words spilled out of my like water flows down a river. It felt natural, the words didn't make sense in my head but they made their way perfectly onto the paper.
When I was finished I put the paper into a white envelope, I sealed it, and wrote on the front 'To Anastasia, read this time next year' and down in the bottom left corner I wrote the date '14th/05/2015', I smiled faintly at the though of who I would be in a years time, where I would be, who I would know, if I would have the same hobbies and interests. And I thought alot can happen in a year, and alot has happened in a year, a person can change a heck of a lot in ONE year. And that's what scares the heck out of me. I've been broken one to many times, but I have a faint feeling I'm going to break someone in the newr future. And sometimes you can't stop what's going to happen. I'm not god, I can't change peoples actions. But all I know is everything happens for a reason, and thats what will make you a stronger person one day.
***A/n: I had a bad day today but whatever. I guess this is where this chapter came from. There will be more dialog in the up coming chapters when she sees her mother. What do you think us going to happen? I dunno myself really, I just come up with ideas and then wing it! I wing everythingggggg!!! Well babys, have a great day abd enjoy these 700 and something words of inspiration from Me to you!
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Short StoryAnastasia Eleanor Edwards. A 15 year old girl who is constantly in and out of hospital for various reasons. She falls sick with cancer and has to tick things off her bucket list one by one. While battling cancer, she also has to battle social anxie...