Not About Angels (Only Human sequal)

Chapter 19

(Demi's pov)

"Sel?" I called as I walked into the dressing room. "Are you almost ready? Everyone's here." I told her as I saw her staring at herself in the mirror in her wedding dress. She looked beautiful.

For the last month i'd adapted to Selena's new personality and took Joe's advice. "I have to tell you something before I go." Selena said.

I looked at her confused. "Are you sure it can't wait?" I asked her. She nodded. Maybe she was finally ready to tell me what was going on.

(Selena's pov)

I turned to look at Demi in her eyes. "I have cancer." I told her. I didn't feel the need to explain or sugar coat it. Or anything.

I was waiting for a reaction when all she did was blink. "We need to hurry." she said as she turned around. We walked out of the church hall way and through to the doors and Brooklyn was waiting to carry the flowers.

"Demi did you hear me?" I asked. "Selena, it's your wedding day please don't do this." she said as she started to cry.

The music started playing and I guess it was too late to talk about it. Demi walked slowly down the aisle as my maid of honor and the witness. We didn't have a whole group or anything. And nick and Joe's sister in law was another brides maid.

Joe was Nick's best man and Kevin was Nick's groomesmen. It all looked perfect to me. The perfect wedding. I try to act strong on the outside like I can do this. But I know in my heart that I'm so scared to die.

I'm scared to lose my hair.

I'm scared of the pain I'll endure.

...and most of all.

I'm scared of everything that I'll be hurting if I die.

What will happen to Nick? Will he ever find someone else? Will he be able to cope?

Will Demi ever move on. After everyone she's lost and everything she's been through, does she deserve to lose me too?

And Joe, he's like an older brother to me. What would he do?

& my niece. Will Brookie forget me? Will she remember my face? Or our jokes? She's too young to experience death. She's too little.

And Haven, she'll never know me. I'm angry about that. We may never get the chance to have inside jokes, or go get our nails done. Will she ever get the chance to love me?

I'm also angry, that I may never have my own children. I may never go through what I watched Demi go through. I may never feel the love and attachment to a child like Demi has.

Most girls walking down the aisle of their wedding are thinking about spending a lifetime with their husband. They're thinking about having children. And raising them, and having grand babies.

When I'm thinking about how long I have until it's all over for me.

This is when I realized life was short. And I need to live it.

(end)