So Much For Love :p

Ch-5 Not him. Why him??

It was 9:30 on the second november morning when i flipped open my phone for the eighteenth time to check for any messages or calls. I was sitting under a tent behind the gigantic stage made for our show, furiously hitting on the call button on my cell. Who was i trying to call?

Stark. Stark Knight, the guy who never goes to sleep without sending me a 'good-night' message and never proceeds his day without a good-morning message.

I had not hear from Stark since our last conversation. He wasnt picking up his phone and had not even showed up at school. I decided to dial again but reluctantly put down the phone, deciding against it. It had been a week since we knew each other; a week since we had been talking and already i was acting paranoid just because he perhaps forgot to message once!

I was just about to throw my phone back into my bag in frustration when it suddenly buzzed.

*message from 'Stark;-)' * (yes i like to put emoticons in front of the names of my close friends in my phonebook).

'call'

Call? Seriously? Thats what he sends me after eighteen calls and 12 messages?!

I dialed his number again and was greeted by a rather muffled voice.

"where are you? Why didnt you come to school today? Why didnt you text/call last night or this morning?"...

To my utter horror, my bombardment of questions was met with a very meek reply-

"hospital, Zoey. Im in the hospital."

"oh! so now you're in the..... Wait, what? Hospital? Why are you in the hospital? Oh my god Stark tell me right now. Whats wrong?"

"i cant Zoey. But its serious. I'll talk to you in a few hours. Gotta go now."

Before i could insist, he hung up.

Almost immediately i was consumed with fear. Why was he in the hospital? He sounded like it was grave. Oh my god, doesnt he have asthma? Crap.

.......

I had barely entered my room when the phone buzzed. I threw my bag aside instantly and rummaged through my pocket for the phone.

"hello? Stark? You okay? The hell is wrong?!"

"...."

"stark, i know you're there dickhead. Im freakin out here. Will you just tell me whats going on?" every second that i waited for his reply, the churning in my stomach got more severe.

"zoey...i.. I .... Cancer."

My brain hadnt even registered the last word yet, but something inside me died already. Wait. Surely i heard wrong. God this disturbance!

"hello... Stark? I cant hear you. What did you just say?"

"no zoey, you heard me right. Cancer. I have lung cancer." with that he abruptly stopped.

My world just took a 180 degree turn.

Stark. Cancer..no. No way. Hows it even possible? I mean how can he ha.... Wait. He had asthama, didnt he? Could that have developed into.....? No no. No!

"hello? Zoey? You there? Say something!"

"how do you know? Where were you today? I wanna know everything from scratch", i managed to utter that much out while still trembling.

"i had a fit last night. I sometimes do...because of my asthama. Mum took me to the hospital this morning for aregular checkup. Thats it. Thats when the doc told her to join him in his office for a talk. Half an hour later, she emerged into my ward, teers rolling down her eyes. Thats when she told me everything. Im scared zoey. For the first time,im scared."

I was sobbing, all this while. Teers running down my cheeks like my world had come apart. Everyday, so many people on earth may be found to have cancer. He was just a friend, wasnt he? Why was reacting like this, then?

"i gotta go. Dad's coming to see me. I'll call in the evening. But hey, listen. Dont worry. Its not incurable,okay? Chances are i'll be fine in a few weeks. Really...see ya.

"take care"... I whispered in return, for i didnt have the heart to utter another word.

Not him. Why him??

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Sorry for the late update. Cant wait to write the next chapter... Exams going on :'(

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