She Still Calls me G

Chapter 7

March 10, 2016

Today is my first round of chemotherapy. Once I found out I've had doctors appointments damn near everyday. At first I felt like my life was over I cried everyday almost I stayed in my room and my mom basically moved in to keep an eye on me. Sky isn't around and I feel like that's my fault, I pushed her away I didn't want her to feel like she was obligated to be there for me or take care of me since I can't work shit we've only known each other a few months. But somehow money ended up in my mailbox and food was being delivered to my house and when I asked her about it she just brushed it off.

Jazz on the other hand was a different story

I just got home from the hospital my mom went to pick up my prescriptions for the pain. I can't believe this I'm still in shock. My life changed in the matter of hours. A knock on my bedroom door pulled me away from my thoughts.

"Come in."

"Hey sis" it was my brother Deon, he sat down at the bottom of my bed "You know you're going to be OK, you're going to beat this."

"Yeah the doctor says it's curable." I said fighting back tears.

"Good. Have you told Jazz yet?"

"No she's been blowing my phone up too, I'm surprised she hasn't called you yet. I don't want to tell her cause i know she'll try to come home."

"True but you have to tell her."

"Yeah I know."

"Get some rest and I'll be back to check on you later. Love you."

"Iight love you too."

My phone buzzed on my pillow and I already knew who it was, I took a deep breath and answered

"Hello."

"Damn girl why you ain't been answering? What did the doctor say?"

"I don't want you to panic or anything but he said that I have cancer but it's curable and I'm going to be OK."

The line was silent but I know this is a lot to take in shit it's alot for me.

"Babe, are you OK?" I needed some sort of response.

"I'm coming home."

That's exactly why I didn't want to tell her. I can't have her throwing everything away. As much as I really would like for her to be here I can't be that selfish.

"Babe don't come home. Nothing's going to change if you come."

"I have to be there for you. Right now you need me, this is where I step up and be there for you."

We argued for a few days before I convinced her not to come. I really wanted her here especially nights I couldn't sleep but I couldn't let her ruin something good just for me. Even though I had money saved up for when I moved, Jazz said she'd help pay my bills and wasn't taking no for an answer. Wasn't no point in protesting she was going to do it anyways.

I've always been a daddy's girl and right now it's really showing he's been here at all my doctors appointments. I've never seen both my parents together like this, they divorced when I was 5 and both got remarried so any memories of them together are gone. Sitting here looking at them I can tell how total opposites they are.

I had to sit here for about 3 hours so I decided to watch Netflix on the new laptop my dad bought me. I needed a distraction from life.