Constellations

Chapter 2

Fay POV: 

I was reading To Kill A Mockingbird, when my nurse, Sally, walked in. 

"Hey Fay. How are you feeling today? The doctor wants to order another round of Chemo added to your schedule today," Sally said. My mood immediately faltered. I was diagnosed with stage 3 leukemia. I have been doing chemotherapy ever since. I've been in and out of the hospital, and I was just admitted as a long term patient.

"Hello Sally. I am fine. How are you?" I asked. I was usually pretty pleasant to my nurses, but I mean not all nurses are good... 

Sally took some blood samples and left. Rosie was probably at school by now. I miss her, but I know she has to go to school. My sister was very beautiful. She didn't think so, but everyone else knew it.

I grabbed the bandanna near my night stand, and tied it around my head. I didn't care much about my appearance, but I really did miss my brown hair. I went back to my book, and I got lost in it. 

I fell asleep around 12, but was awoken by a knock at my door. I was guessing it was my nurse, but when they didn't come in right away I decided it was a new nurse. 

"Come in," I yelled. My voice was scratchy, and very high, but I was cooped up in a hospital room all day so it didn't matter. I expected some female nurse to walk in, but a boy around my age with dirty blonde hair made his way into my hospital room. 

"Oh my gosh. I'm sorry. This is the wrong room. I thought this was room 208," the cute boy said sheepishly. 

He was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. His shirt said "Parallel lines have so much in common. It is a shame they'll never meet." I gave a small laugh, and he gave me a curious smile.

"Oh, um, this is room 207. The room numbers accidentally got switched, so the room across from mine is room 208. By the way I wasn't laughing at you. I was laughing at you shirt. I thought it was cute," I said with a small blush on my face.

"Wait you get this," the boy said surprised," I just where it to school, and I have to explain it to everyone," he said trying to defend himself.

"I'm usually in here, so the only thing I can do is study... a lot," I said as an explanation. We stood there an awkward silence for a while, before he excused himself. I grabbed the book off my nightstand, and as did so I brushed by my parents photo. I missed them so much. They were my World before they died.

My foster parents were great, but they still will never replace my real mom and dad. The only true family I had left was Rosie, and she was like my other half. I couldn't live without her, and I know how hard me being sick was for her. 

I heard another knock on my door, and I yelled for the person to come in. Standing in the doorway was the boy from before. He looked less anxious then before, and his eye's looked more relaxed.

"Hi, um,  I wanted to apologize for waking you up earlier," the boy said. I was really taken about. Who knew boys could still be nice. Oh, he must be gay.

"Hey. Don't worry about it. I probably shouldn't have been sleeping in the middle of the day anyway. My name is Fay by the way," I said. I take it back. I don't think he is gay. He is too strong.

"Uh, Dylan. You look a lot like someone I know," he said I wonder if he knew my sister. I was going to ask, but I decided against it. I know how much she likes to keep her two lives separate. Personally I think it's stupid, but whatever. 

"So, what are you doing at the hospital?" I asked trying to at least make some type of conversation. Though I guess I could kick him out, I actually kind of liked talking to him.

"My younger sister, Lucy, was just diagnosed with Leukemia, and I was visiting her," he said with a hint of sadness. I felt a strange feeling of really wanting to comfort him, but I didn't know how. Then it  hit me.

"I have Leukemia as well. I have absolutely nothing to do all day, so do you want me to go over there and talk to her at all?" I asked.

"Would you? Oh my gosh that would be great. I just have school. I should be there now, but Lucy was asking for me," He said. 

"Yeah, of course. I do wish I could do more though. It is good that your looking out for her. It'll be good for her to have someone to talk too," I said. We talked for a little longer, but after he noticed the time he hurriedly excused himself. 

Even after he left, the only thing that I could think about was... Dylan.