Jeremiah Fisher Imagines ❁

J.F/ the end

{ Your point of view }

I felt a shiver travel down my spine and a lump formed in my throat, I was currently driving to the Fisher house holding back tears.

The past 2 weeks I hadn't been the greatest girlfriend... truthfully I was avoiding Jeremiah.
I didn't know how to tell my boyfriend that I was diagnosed with breast cancer, stage 4.
The most severe stage.
Jeremiah had already lost his mom to breast cancer 2 years ago, so how was I going to be able to tell him this? I felt destroyed, incomplete and lost.
I wasn't scared of dying... but I was scared of leaving my family, boyfriend and friends behind.

I was 2 minutes away from his house, he kept blowing up my phone with text messages and phone calls.
I could tell Jere was paranoid, I didn't text him in days and kept my distance. This morning I finally called him back, said that I would explain everything when I got to his.

It felt surreal, that I wouldn't get to live my life to the fullest... I wasn't going to grow old, have kids or grand-babies, have the wedding I've always wanted as a little girl.
The doctors have planned for me to start chemo next week, they hope radiation can slow down the cancer, but from what I hear it's progressing at a fast rate.

As soon as I parked up in his driveway I cried, my head leaning against the steering wheel.

"Baby?" A voice mumbled,

I turned to see him outside of my car, his face looking concerned as he realised that I was crying.
Seeing him in person made it more intense, I wasn't going to be with him forever.

"Baby what's wrong?" Jeremiah asked while swinging my door open, I unbuckled my seat belt and hopped out of my car. My head buried into his chest and his arms wrapped around me, tight.

"I'm here, tell me." Jeremiah consoled, his hands cupping my cheeks, his eyes glazed as if he was about to cry.

"I didn't know how to tell you, I couldn't tell you straight away." I mumbled trying to catch my breath, Jeremiah's thumbs rubbed my cheeks softly as he tried his best to calm me down.

"Tell me baby, you can tell me anything." Jeremiah re-assured, It was like words couldn't form, my body physically didn't want to tell him about my cancer.

" I- I went for a diagnostic 2 weeks ago, and they diagnosed me with advanced breast cancer, stage 4. I couldn't bring myself to telling you right away." I tried my best to explain.
Jeremiah kept his eyes on me, he looked in-denial. He shook his head and frowned his brows.

"No. Y/n, You'll get through this , I know it baby. I'm not losing you." Jeremiah whispered, I could tell he was trying his best to keep his anger/sadness contained.

"I start chemo next week- That's a good sign, you're strong okay. I'll be with you, whenever and wherever you need me." Jeremiah cut me off.
His words of encouragement reminded me of Susannah.
Jeremiah pulled me into a hug,
"I love you bubba."
"I love you more." I whispered feeling finally calm.

{Jeremiah's point of view}

I kept myself cool and calm for her.
"I might head home and pack me some stuff to bring for a night, then I'll drive back here again tonight to sleepover." Y/n mentioned, I smiled at my beautiful girl.

My composure was calm and collected until she drove off.
All I felt was emptiness, sadness and angry, angry at life, angry at myself even.

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