♧--Reader's Pov--♧
I sat on the swing. Moving my body back and forth slowly with my legs. Stuck in my head. I'm moving to Forks tomorrow with my cousin Bella. Staying with her dad, my uncle, Charlie. I'm kinda glad to leave Arizona. The heat is something I will not miss. I think this will be a good move for me. A new start where no one knows who the hell I am. Leaving this shitty desert behind.
It will be better to be in a place where no one knows me or will get to know me. It's not like they'll have time to do it anyways. I've been battling leukemia for a little while now. They doctors caught it in the early stages. In Forks, they said I could get better treatment. But I am doubtful. It's not that I'm afraid of dying... I just didn't know it was going to be this early on in my life. Especially not to a disease. I always thought I would go peacefully... painlessly... I don't want to die yet. I have so much I want to do... yet I have so little time. And if the treatment fails... god I wish my mom was here. I want my mom.
Tears start to flood my vision and I stop swinging. I can't stop the tears as the come. A sob rips from my throat. My head hung as I'm thrown into the emotions that come with the rough times. I can feel my joints plea for mercy. My body hurt. Everything hurts. I'm too young for this.
I sniff as I wipe my tears away. I rub my wrist and fingers. I then rub my knees before standing. I put my hands in my coat pockets before slowly making my way home. I don't bother looking ahead. Just staring at my feet. Watching them going in front of the other, taking me home on autopilot. I step up to the stoop and unlock the door. I step inside, shutting the door, relocking it, and trutting down the hall to my room. Throwing myself down on the bed and kicking off my shoes. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.
I shimmy under my blankets and grip on tight. I buried my face into my cool pillow, slowly drifting asleep.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
