Chapter 6: How to bring it up

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Janie's POV: After about an hour of crying, I decided that I need to tell Devan. I want him to know that way he's not shocked if something happens. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number. "Hello?" He answered. "Hey Devan, it's me." I said. "Hey babe. Did you figure out your problem yet?" He asked with a chuckle. "No, but now I have a bigger one." I said. He chuckled again. "What's wrong now?" He asked. "I have cancer Devan." I said bluntly. There was a moment of silence between us. "Hold on." He said. Suddenly, he hung up. I fell back on the bed crying again. Did he just leave me? Does he not want to be with me because of this? About 20 minutes later there was a knock at my door. "Yeah?" I choked. The door opened, and there stood Devan, with roses, chocolates, and a teddy bear. He sat the stuff down on my desk. I ran to him and hugged him. He held me tight. "It's ok. I'll be here with you." He said. He stayed overnight so I could feel better. We played video games, which I recorded for YouTube, watched other gaming videos, it took my mind off of the diagnosis for a while.
*1 week later*
Janie's POV: I started chemo earlier this week. I shaved off all of my hair and donated it. I got my own wig for when I'm out. I've basically been stuck in the hospital. I'm still practicing for the live shows, which start in May. I've lost weight, and I look like a mess. I feel like one too. Thank goodness dad transferred me to cyber school. I finally decided that I'm going to sing "Same Ol' Situation" by Mötley Crüe for the first live show. I film myself singing that way I know where I need to improve. I should be getting out of the hospital soon. I hope so, because I need to talk to my dance team about helping me on the show...

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