Stories of Love In The Air

(PR) Unheard cries and unseen tears [2]

We don't care about medical accuracies or being realistic here ok?

Rain's pov:

I stared blankly at the MRI scan that was displayed on the screen of the doctor's computer.

It was a scan of my back.

There was a white lump the size of my fist to the right of my spine just half an inch away from it.

"The tumor is quite large and is in a very dangerous area. Surgery would be very risky and have very less chance of success." She explained grimly.

I slowly looked at her.

"Then... What should i do?"

"Because of the placement, size, and type of the tumor, chemotherapy won't show much results either. Your case is quite severe. Currently, we don't have any treatment options that have the guarantee of working for you." She replied.

My heart dropped as i heard her words.

"Does that mean... I'm going to die?"

"Unfortunately, yes. In your current state, with medication, i would say around 2-3 months at most. I'm sorry." She looked at me sadly.

I looked at the screen again.

My back has been aching really badly for the past few months. I would have moments when i would even lose feeling in my right leg. 

I never imagined it would actually be cancer.

"The surgery... How much chance of success is there?" I asked slowly.

"I would say the chance of success is less than 10%." She answered.

Less than 10%...

"We could have tried chemotherapy if you had come before it grew to this size, but in your current state, it won't work." She added.

My hand went to my stomach.

I'm going to die...

Within 2-3 months...
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I could help the laughter that escaped my lips as i leaned back on the couch. 

How nice eh? 

I find out i have an incurable tumor that is going to kill me within the next 5-6 months and then my boyfriend breaks up with me. All within the same day. 

I wonder which god i enraged to face this type of punishment? 

"Couldn't you at least keep it until i died? At least then, i could have died happy with him." I muttered. 

I closed my eyes and threw the file to the side, not caring where it landed. 

What's the point of trying to prolong my short life now? 

I'm sure p'Som is going to spread this everywhere in the campus as well. It won't be long before everyone knows. 

I'm going to become the villain. The cheater. The bastard.

And i have no way of preventing that. 

I have nothing to prove my innocence. To prove that it wasn't consensual. 

So the only thing i can do is just silently take everything. 

And just hope that the end comes soon.
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I had just got into my bedroom when my phone started ringing. 

I took it out of my pocket, noting that it was mae. 

I wonder... 

I picked it up and brought it to my ear.