ღ Make Me Over ღ

ღ Chapter 18 ღ

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Alanna

I woke up to my phone ringing. I sighed and turned over to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby, sorry it's so early." I sat up in bed when I heard my mothers voice.

"It's fine ma, is something wrong?"

"Yes. Alanna, Trent isn't doing good."

"What do you mean?" I wiped my crusty ass eyes and turned on the lamp on my nightstand.

"Baby, his cancer is back." my eyes nearly shot out of my head. 

There was no way in hell my Uncle Trent's cancer could be back. (Hopefully you guys remember from the first story, her uncle raised her and her cousins, before her mother came into the picture. )

The last time I was in Chicago he had told me the doctors said it was all gone, without a trace. But it's been almost four years since I've seen them last. I felt my heart starting to beat really fast and I got nervous. My uncle raised me, when my own mother wasn't even there for me. He was my father figure and taught me right from wrong, and now she was telling me his cancer was back?

"It's way worst than last time, Alanna. It's really bad."

"Why didn't you tell me yesterday!!!?"

"I didn't want to ruin your night Alanna, but after seeing him today..just know you need to come down and see him." my mom sniffed and I knew she had been crying. I was nearing tears right about now and I was starting to feel sick.

"I definitely will. When did you get there?" I asked.

"Tony and I left last night after we dropped Ashlyn to Vanessa's but Trent has been asking to see you. Tony booked you a flight for this morning, that's why I called so early."

"Okay, okay. I'll pack a bag right now, whens the flight?"

"At eight. I'll email you the flight information."

"Okay, thanks mom."

"Call me when you get to the airport."

"I will." I hung up and  closed my eyes, trying my hardest to not cry. I had neglected my uncle by not seeing his crazy behind over the past years. He had raised me and took care of me for most of my life and once I moved to Cali it's like I had forgotten about him. But I didn't, I'd always remember where I came from, but all this shit sparked off here that it never really crossed my mind. 

I felt hella bad, and my guilt was already eating me up from having sex with Dominick last night and then this.

I broke down right then and there. I felt all these damn emotions and it was killing me cause I was in the worst of situations. I couldn't believe all this crap was happening, and my happiness from last night was short lived.

I wiped my tears, and got out of bed to make up my bag. I didn't know how long I'd be in Chicago, but I packed as much as I could fit in my suitcase.

When I was done getting my stuff together I took a shower and tried to clear my mind. I hoped on everything that Zy wouldn't try to come by this morning or try to contact me, because I wouldn't know what to say to him.

He's been so good to me since we started dating again, and I really didn't want to hurt his feelings. I wasn't really torn, because I knew I wanted Dom, but I didn't want to hurt Zy.