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I decided to go to the doctor and learn more about my cancer. My mother had it and past from it, now I have it and I might die from it. My condition is worst then hers was. Way worst.

Mainly because I had it for awhile but they never really checked me for it till the accident. But since I haven't taken any medications for it, it grew a lot and expanded more then it should've.

In a few hours I will be leaving for Heavens talent show with Hayes, Paris and Nash. Faith is with Taylor who is staying at Nash's house for a few days. (I don't know why when he has his own house but it's Taylor. Let's be real)

I sighed as I sat on the hospital bed. I had all different wires hooked up to me from every part of my body. Paris went to get food while Nash and Hayes stayed in the room with me. Since last week I started the chemo.

Some type of medication they had been giving me has been making my head spin and my body ache. The doctors don't know what has been causing the medicine to act like that to my body but they are trying to figure it out.

By the looks of it, they aren't having much luck. It's been 2 and a half hours since they been here. Where are they?

"Guys I'm back!" Paris walked in with some food but I wasn't hungry so I was picking from my food. Hayes noticed and started staring at me.

"I'm gonna end up like my mom aren't I?" I asked as I looked Hayes straight in the eye. Paris gave a confused look as to why I said that because I never talk about my mom and when she asks I always dodge the question.

"Ok where is your mom? I never got to meet her." Paris said. I looked at her and decided to tell her.

"The same thing that's gonna happen to me. I'm losing everything Pear." My eyes began filling with tears.

Hayes held my hand tightly. I felt safe with him. Well I always feel safe but something different. A different type of safe.

"We should ask when you can leave so we an see Heaven before the show." Paris got up and walked out to ask the doctor when I was able to leave.

"You won't end up like your mom" Nash whispered. I looked back at him with his head down and his hands over his face.

I grabbed one of his hands and held it with both of my hands. He looked up and gave me a weak smile but it showed he was hurt inside.

Paris walked in after awhile with a doctor. We all looked toward the doctor and waited for his response.

"I'm sorry but you can't leave till we are done with test. It's risky for you to leave without the medication taking full effect."

"No I have to go! My daughter is counting on me to be at her talent show" my voice was raised just enough for him to know I was serious.

"Jay. He said you can't. I'll go and record it for you." Hayes suggested. I scoffed and laid back in my bed.

Hayes talked to the doctor some more. But I was zoned out. My baby wanted me to go to her talent show.

I was gonna go. I'm gonna sneak out rather it kills me or not.

"Did you hear me?" Hayes asked snapping me out of my thought. I shot him a glare but he continued. "He said you have to stay for a few days."

I rolled my eyes and turned my eyes to the other side of the bed where Nash was sitting.

"I'm going to go to sleep." I announced. Everyone looked at me but I gave them a look. They nodded and walked out making sure to say good night and turn the light off. I checked the time 5:47 pm.

Her talent show started at 7:30. I could make it if I left now. I sat up on my bed and took the needles out making sure to unplug some equipment so they wouldn't make any noise. I walked over to turn the light on and noticed my phone was ringing. I quickly turned the light on and ran to my phone.

"Hey baby girl. How are you?" I asked Heaven.

"I'm good momma. Are you still coming?" She asked. I smiled to myself.

"Yeah baby girl. I'm coming. I might be a few minutes late but I will be there." I said as I walked into the bathroom to change. We said our good byes and I started to change into a pair of sweat pants and one of Hayes' sweatshirts he had lent me a few weeks ago. I put my shoes on and made sure I had everything before walking out.

I kept my head down the whole way outside. I walked to my car in the parking lot and began driving to see Heaven at her talent show.

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I walked inside Heavens school and took a seat in the front. I started clapping for the guy who could juggle with his eyes closed.

"And next we have Heaven Smith who is singing half a heart by one direction!" Believe it or not that song is actually making a comeback.

I cheered as Heaven walked to the stage and stood in front of the microphone and began panning the room. When her eyes met mine she started to smile.

"Go baby!" I called out to her but soon began to cough after I said it.

She started to sing and I listen to every melody she sang. When the chorus came along I felt short breathed. I began to cough but tried to cover it up quickly. I needed to see my baby perform.

A lady began to notice and handed me a bottle of water but I couldn't speak. I felt Heaven looking at me while she was singing.

My chest began burning, it felt as if my lungs were being ripped out of my chest. I fell to the floor with short breath. The lady came to my height and began asking me what's wrong. Heaven noticed and stopped singing, she ran off the stage down to me.

"Mom what's happening?" She asked. I couldn't form a good sentence. A man rushed over to me and checked my pulse.

"CALL AN AMBULANCE!" He yelled to the crowd. He laid me on my back and started telling me to breath slow. Save my breath.

"I-I'm sorry baby girl" I managed to say. She had tears in her eyes and held my hands in hers. I screamed at the pain my body was feeling. Before I knew it paramedics came running in with Hayes and Nash behind them. Nash ran to heaven and talked to her to calm her down. But she kept looking at me with worried eyes.

They put me on a stretcher, rolling me straight to the ambulance. Everything was blurry. Slow motion took over everything around me.

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I watched as they put my body in a room. I walked beside a doctor inside the room where my body laid in front of me. Am I dead or is this a dream?

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