Darkness

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Sitting at a hospital for me is a pretty normal thing. I basically live here, being pricked with needles and medication flowing through my veins from a bag dangling from a metal pole.

My mom as been there for me through it all, one surgery after another. My dad on the other hand left when he found out about me being "different". He wanted me to be normal and not have any problems, plus he cheated on my mom with 3 other women.

"Gracen? Did you hear me?"

"Yes sir, cancer in my lungs. Probably have 2 years at the most."

He starts to go on about Chemo and the price range on that as my moms eyes widen. I look down at my hands and start to zone him out. At the end of it, we walk out and into the car. My mom takes in a breath and pats my thigh and looks over at me.

"Everything's going to be okay. I promise."

"Mom, I have 2 years left. I wanted to get drunk and baked, learn from my mistakes, and cry over my heart being broken. Not have only 2 years left to live my life. Don't pity me, please."

I bite my lip after as she stays silent and starts driving home. I know that sounds harsh and everything ,but I have been holding that in since I found out. I mean with all the problems I have now you kinda just figure out that you aren't gonna live long at all.