The Boy of my dreams

Chapter #16

ok, I have a little plan for the next two chapters.someone wanted more drama between Alli and Vincent, but I'm not really sure what they meant cuz there has been quite a bit of drama there I think.

Any way just remember....

SMILE :D

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Alli's POV

The end of summer was nearing and my moms health had gotten worse. She was now in the hospital and my dad wasn't much better. With the stress of it all bearing him down, I took over looking after my siblings.

I knew he felt bad about not helping around so much, but I offered, and since he was working even harder for her treatments, and driving out to the hospital almost daily, he needed a rest.

When school started, my mom was still in the hospital.

I had never thought about it before, but she had cancer, and there were two things that could happen at this point.

She could live, or die.

The thought of not having my mom around any more broke me down, and I never dwelled on it for to long.

I just had to believe she would get better soon.

I kept getting good grades, and worked extra hard to impress my parents and make sure they didn't worry about my education.

I hadn't seen Vincent in a while, though he texted me often and we talked a lot on the phone.

Jake wasn't around much, we didn't have any classes together, but it was fine with me.

I roamed the halls during breaks, I knew I freaked people out with the haunted look plastered to my tired looking face. But I couldn't help the dark circles under my eyes.

Jakes' POV

Sometimes I would see her walk through the halls. She always looked straight ahead and had glazed over eyes.

Her clothes looked baggy on her, and her pale face looked as though it was worn out.

She never seemed to notice the stares she got when she would fumble with the lick on her locker, and just give up and slide down into the cold ground until some one came and helped her.

That was me one day. Alli was standing in front of her locker in the dead end hallway next to my English class, and I noticed she reached out to her lock and tried it a few times without success. She turned around then, and I noticed the pure exhaustion on her pale face. She slid down to the ground slowly and sat there, doing nothing until I walked up to her and she stood. I took hold of her lock and she gave me a peice of paper with her combination on it.

When I got it open, she looked at me, and smiled sadly.

"thank you," she said in a hoarse voice. I nodded my head and walked across the hall to my class.

Looking back I saw her walking down the hall, a black rose hanging limply in her hand at her side.

Alli's POV

Soon there was snow falling from the sky and school was out for Christmas.

I had just returned home from visiting my mom at the hospital, where she had laid in her bed and watched me talk for a good two hours. The whole time she held my hand and I told her about school and how my soccer was doing.

Only that night after dinner did we get a call from the hospital.

My dad stood on the front porch of our house while my sister and I watched him from the front door.

When he turned around, a tear slipped from his eye, and Sam gripped my hand.

"What's wrong daddy?" she asked. The poor naive girl had no idea.

I felt my chest clamp and I couldn't breath. Tears welled in my eyes and spilled down my cheeks. Running forward I embraced my dad we fell to the ground together. His body shaking as he held me and cried into the night. Sam soon joined us, and I yelled into the skies. Why did this happen !? She was good !

I screamed until my voice was dry and I coughed and spluttered until I threw up in the yard.

I felt the world crash down on me, nothing mattered any more, I didn't live thus life any more, my soul was tucked away safely where I could mourn over my mother.

I walked past my sister and dad, and into the parlor where I fell asleep, my last thoughts being, what about my brother ? My poor baby brother.

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I actually cried while writing this.

Please dont smile this time...

Just live

~Alex