The Pieces of Me

Chapter 6

~unedited

Lightning and thunder boom across the sky. Rain pelting against my bedroom window, lightning flashes creating monsters in my room as tears stream down my face. I cover myself in my blankets so that the monsters can't get me.

"Mommy!"

"Mommy, Daddy!"

"Daddy?...", thunder booms, rattling the walls, "DADDY!" I cry out.

Light fills the room as Mommy and Daddy come rushing in. "Ali, baby, it's okay come here", Mommy says as she kneels down beside my bed followed by Daddy and I quickly scramble into the safety of her arms.

"Baby what's wrong?" Daddy asks as he brushes my hair away from my face.

"The monsters are gonna get me!" I sob into my Mommy.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here and your Daddy wouldn't let any monsters get you."

Mommy holds me until I stop crying and gently tucks me back into bed. "I'm scared." I say.

"Would you like to sleep in our bed tonight?" Mommy asks and I nod my head. "Okay baby girl." Mommy picks me up and the three of us head into their bedroom. Tucked in between my mommy and daddy I'm no longer scared and sleep overtakes me as I quickly fall into a deep sleep.

***

I wake up the next morning with swollen eyes and a stuffy nose from crying the night before and I'm not all that surprised when I walk into the living room and find my Dad sitting on the sofa resting his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

I don't say anything as I walk over and sit down next to him. He reaches over to rap an arm around me as I rest my head on his shoulder. "I called your brother." I knew he would. "How did you find out?" He asks me.

I take a deep breath. "A few months ago I started to get headaches, but they weren't bad so I didn't think anything of it. But they started to get worse and I still didn't do anything about it 'cause I thought that I was just stressed. But a couple weeks ago I was starting to get dizzy every once in a while. A little over a week ago I almost passed out on the stairs so I decided that I needed to go to the doctor. They ran a bunch of tests and brain scans and they found a tumour. They gave me a crap-tun of meds to help with the headaches and dizziness and to try to suppress the growth and to try to prevent the spreading. That is what the pills were that you found."

I don't realize that I'm crying until my dad starts to wipe the tears from my face. "Hey, hey,hey. Now you listen to me, you're going to be fine, nothing is going to happen, I'll make sure of it."

"But you can't protect me from this, not this." I mumble into his shoulder as he holds me tighter.

"Ali, you are my daughter and I will always protect you, always. Do you understand me?" I nod.

"I love you Daddy"

"I love you too baby girl"

***

After a long talk me and my Dad both agreed that it would be best if I took some time off of school and move back home for a bit so I wouldn't have to work a bunch just to pay rent.

Needless to say this is not how I pictured my year would be. I don't want to move back home but what if it gets worse...if I start Chemo or radiation or whatever then I can't be by myself.

My heart races as I'm filled with pure anger. I stop packing my stuff and let out a scream of frustration as I start throwing everything out of my suitcase and I feel tears on my cheeks. This angers me even more because I feel like it's all I've been doing lately.

I continue to feverishly rip things out of my suitcase and before I know it I'm being pulled into two strong arms that I immediately recognize as my Dad.

"Why? Why me? Why me?" I whisper into his chest.

"I don't know baby, I don't know. I don't know why bad things happen to good people. But they do so all we can do is try to beat this." he holds me tighter.

"I'm scared." I whisper.

"I know, me to."

Authors note:

Please excuse any grammatical mistakes I literally just woke up about 30 min ago from a nap. I hate when I wake up from a nap and I didn't know I fell asleep cause for the first five minutes it's like ur trying to piece together what happened. Anyways I hope you liked this chapter and don't forget to vote, follow, and comment.