Watt's Creative: Dream Team - THE AVENGERS

[This is our second entry for Watt's Creative: Dream Team, which is Watt's Creative 2]

Team:

RobotsWillCry, AnimeTrix, DeltoraFrigaFraq, GhostOfGamesPast, and me. 

Entry for: Make Us Fall In Love.

Enjoy.

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Twenty one months with Adam.

When a teenage girl pictures senior year, they imagine being on the cheerleading team, running for valedictorian and Prom. Not sleepless nights, passing out without warning and blood spilling from their nose almost every day. At first I thought nothing of it. Then it got worse. Eventually my mom persuaded me to go to the doctors, and they persuaded me to go for some tests, and after all that it still nearly knocked me off my feet. Chronic lymphocytic leukaemia. Cancer.

As for Adam and I, we met at school. We hated each other at first, evident enough through our body language, but we started getting along afterwards. Friendship became our strongest relationship…and soon after he learned about the illness. I’m not going to lie; I wanted him to know. That way I wouldn’t have to keep making excuses for my weight loss and for the dark patches on my skin. I didn’t want to lie to him.

When he found out, two weeks went by without a word to me, not so much as a glance. You have no idea how much that hurt at the time. I don’t know what I’d been expecting from him but it wasn’t that. It wasn’t for another few days that I remembered something I’d heard once; his mother died of breast cancer. Not the same, but not too different either.

Adam was incredible after that. He would take me back and forth to hospitals while my mom earned the money for my treatments, he’d write everything the doctor said down in his little notepad, he’d take me out every day for fulfillment. Some days I wouldn’t feel up to it, so we’d just watch a movie. He never left my side. I finished senior year, Adam even took me to prom- by then, the school knew about the cancer but it didn't bother me. I was taking life by the balls!

I never attended college after that. It wasn’t my choice - I wanted to stay and see out the year - but it was becoming impossible. Most of my days were spent either at home or at the hospital. Adam put his life on hold for me. And as much as it hurt both me and him, he had enrolled himself in college one year late. He never said why, but we both knew it. By then I'd be gone.

Twenty one months. Twenty one months we managed it. And then time ran out.

I lay there, helpless, in this hospital bed, in the white room and it reminded me of the white blood cells that were speeding up the clock. I tried to lift my hand and couldn’t. I could have been a feather, I felt that light. Adam and my mom, one at each hand, gripping tight as if they’d never let go. I knew, then, that I was going. And, I think, deep down, they knew that too.

“I love you. Sleep well.”