Days before... (boyxboy)

Prolog

I wiggle out of bed and slid on my ducky slippers. Mommy is probably still sleeping. I sneak past her door and down the stairs. The 12 foot Christmas tree is lit up with red and white lights. I creep over to it searching through the presents to find one that’s mine. I hear the lock turn on the front door and my dad steps into the room.

“Don’t you go opening presents before your mother wakes up.” He picks me up and gives me a big bear hug.

“Come on lets go wake her up.” I run up the stairs and burst into my mommy’s room, hop on to the bed.

“Wake up! Wake up mommy! Santa was here!” I yell while jumping all over the bed.

She grabs my foot causing me to land on my back and she starts tickling me. I burst into giggles. I get free and grab her hand pulling her down stairs to the tree. She pulls a little red box out from under the tree and hands it to me. I rip through the wrapping paper. Inside the box is a silver bracelet with my name Lucas Martin in fancy curly writing on it. She turns it over to the inside and reads it to me.

“To you with all my heart, mom”

I wrap her in the biggest hug ever. “I loves it!”

6570 Days before…

I run through the door the chains on my book bag jingling. I got an a- on my vocab test, I have to show my mom so she can hang it on the fridge. It’s my first a since I started 8th grade. But mom isn’t in the kitchen like she usually is. I go up to her room, nope no mom hear either. Maybe she’s cleaning my room again; I did destroy it last night. I turn the handle and swing my door open but mom isn’t there, dad is though and he’s crying. Hm I wonder what’s wrong. He gets up and gives me a hug.

“Where’s mom?” I ask dropping my book bag on the floor.

“Lucas…” he stifles a sob. “Your mom went to the hospital.”

“Why did she go there? She’s not sick.” I laugh.

“Lucas your mom is very sick. She’s been sick for quite awhile.”

I point my finger at him “LAIR! Mom made me breakfast this morning and she wasn’t coughing or sneezing.”

He lets out a breath. “It’s not that kinda of sickness.” He pats the bed for me to sit.

“Your mom has something doctors call cancer.”

“I don’t like doctors they’re smelly.” He smoothes my hair.

“This sickness won’t go away.”

“Can't she take pills like she always does? Pills make you better right? Just give her those.”

He sighs “those won’t work this is too bad of a sickness…. Lucas you mom is dying.”

“She can’t be I made her pinky promise she would live till I was 26.”

I start crying “she promised.” Dad wraps me in a hug rocking me back and forth.

“I’m so sorry Lucas. I’m sorry.” He whispers into my hair.

4380 days before…

I’m at the hospital getting my bracelet so I can go see my mom. Dad went to go get me a juice. He told me not to leave this spot. The guard snaps the bracelet on.

I tell him “thanks.”

Dad shows up and we go to mom’s room. 3rd floor room# 34. She’s awake this time and she grabs my hand giving it a weak squeeze. She looks at my dad.

“You make sure you take care of my Lucas.” She turns to me. “How’s school been going?”

“It’s great.” I lie. “Everyone keeps saying their sorry for me but it doesn’t bother me.”

She cups my cheek and kisses my forehead “that’s-“she goes into a shaking fit and nurses rush in and give her a shot in the arm. Sleeping medicine.

“You two will have to go now. I’m sorry.” A nurse says.

They have to pick me up and carry me out of the room. I’m completely paralyzed by what I just saw.

4015 days before…