~Sadness~

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- Marcel's POV -

"Honey, I have cancer," my mom says.

"What," I say quietly.

"I didn't want to tell you because the doctor said the tumor was very small, but now its doubled in size," my mom explains. I let out a sob and mom pulls me in for a hug.

"Is it treatable," I ask her.

"Highly not, the doctor said we could try chemo but it probably won't affect anything except make me tired and less able to do stuff," she replies.

"What is the estimated time," I ask another question, knowing my mom would get what I'm saying.

"The doctor says I have 3 months, with or without chemo," she says quietly.

"So, a month after I graduate," I say, trying to grasp all this information.

"Yes dear, its late, why don't you head to bed," she says and rubs her hand on my back in a circular motion. I nod and get off the couch.

"Love you mom," I say.

"Love you too Marcel," she replies. I head upstairs and into my bedroom. I walk over to my dresser that has a mirror on it. I look at my reflection and realize I still have Louis's jacket on. I slip it off my shoulder and hold it close to me. I decide that I should take a shower now so I can sleep a little more. I grab just a pair of boxers and walk into my bathroom. I strip out of my clothes while the water heats up. Once the water is just right I hop in. I start washing my hair and thinking of where I left off in my song.

'I promised one day that I'd bring you back a star.

I caught one and it burned a hole in my hand, oh.

Seems like these days I watch you from afar.

Just trying to make you understand

I'll keep my eyes wide open, yeah.

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me

Don't let me go.

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone.'

I finish up in the shower and slip on my boxer then throw my hair up into a towel. I rush over to my desk and pull out my song book. I write down the lyrics I just came up with and decided to add a little more.

'Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone.

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of sleeping alone.'

I look over it and a smile appears on my face. Its finished! I put my book back in my bookbag and fall onto my bed. I dry my hair a little with the towel then throw it into my dirty basket. I finally take out my contacts and lay them beside my glasses on the bed side table. I set my alarm and finally fall asleep.

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I know its short but I wanted to update PLUS I'm already working on the next chapter!!

Poor Anne, I love Momma Styles!

Don't Let Me Go + Marcel = I have died. O:) (its supposed to be a halo, don't judge!)

Well the next chapter should be up in a few hours or in the morning since its 10:18 pm here :P

xoxo Raine

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