i go home that night feeling heavy yet light.
ellie says that she's going to nan, spending the night.
she doesn't want to take her chances at this point.
i understand. besides, i've got chemotherapy in the morn.
the only thing getting me through this has been her.
but it's always a truth you can't avoid, a damn killjoy.
i'm just so grateful for ellie being here, making it all a blur.
when i wake up, not even chemo can bring me down.
and i thought therapy was supposed to cheer you up.
so i get up feeling amazing, incredible, loved.
i'm practically hopping around.
we drive together to the hospital, dad and mum.
i'm glad when dad can get work off to with me.
makes it a little easier, well, better—never easy.
when i get in, it takes a while for o'malley to come by.
that's odd because he's always on time.
i decide to step out from my room to see if he's anywhere near.
and that's when i see her standing there.
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omg, who's her? also, like what i did with the title? it's not the literal form of being high on drugs lol, it's metaphorical, clever me. ;) vote/comment please!
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iceburn ☹ a.d.t. ☻ book 3
Historia Cortai ask, "what can i do?" she looks away. "what can anyone do? nothing. it happens, alex. people die everyday. people die. the rest live. life goes on. it's stupid and shitty and unfair. and i don't pity the dead, or the ones soon to join, but i'm jus...