I look at him blankly, my mind racing through miles of thoughts. "Cancer" - one word nobody ever wants to hear. It's that one word, that makes you think everything is over. It makes you wonder if there's any point of living.
There is.
You don't have to let cancer win, you can fight for freedom. If you believe, fight and keep a positive mind- you're half way there.
"Nothing is impossible."
"What?" he suddenly looks up at me questioningly.
"Oh...I said that out loud..." I thought for a moment- "Sorry, I completely zoned out after you told me. I was thinking about how your mother has to fight, and how she'll win if she does".
He just gave me a puzzled look.
I cannot explain things for my life.
Oh well.
"I'm saying that your mom should get treatment, keep on fighting and be strong. At least we can try. Hope is what will keep her alive for longer."
"The treatment will keep her alive, not hope.She doesn't want me to use the money to save her and there's nothing I can do about it. The doctors said there is time, and a chance of her being cancer free, but she doesn't want that chance clearly."
"But..."
"Don't even try. You don't understand a damn thing. It's not as easy as it seems. Stupid "inspirational" quotes won't help. I need the money, but she hid it."
"Then find it"
"No. There'd be an easier way, if I hadn't helped someone like you my mother could get the treatment she needs. But I decided to help some kid with her sister. I shouldn't have." he hissed at me, his words like venom.
It hurt.
No,it stung actually.
A lot.
He stormed out of the room shortly afterwards.
I just sit there, thinking about everything and nothing in the same time. I want to move, but it's like I got glued to this sofa, that probably wants to swallow me whole. Along with my inspirational quotes...
I mean, at least I tried. Although I feel responsible for his outburst of anger, I see the real reason behind it. He's hurt by what is happening, by his mother not wanting help, by not being able to live a happy life.
But he also hurt me.
I don't understand anything, as he said.
But it's not about his mother this time, it's about him.
I don't understand why he helped us, instead of his mother. It would've been simple. He'd get the money he needed, after "handing us over" to my "mom", but no, he decided to do the opposite.
So first - he wants me sold to some family by Sabrina, then he helps us instead, and now he regrets doing so?
It could just be because everything is overwhelming for him but then again...I never let my anger out on anyone because of my parents, because of having to run away? I never yelled at Alex for what he was going to do to us- instead I trusted him, literally put my life into his hands and what does he do?
He seems to blame me for all the things that happened to him.
As much as I know this isn't true, I can't help but let the negative thoughts make their way through my mind, filling me up.
A single tear rolls down my cheek, alone. That's how I feel - alone. I know I'll always have Rosie but I'm the one who will have to be the decision maker, the grown up one.
"Hi" someone pokes my side.
I instinctively jump up- "Rosie, don't do that, you gave me a fright" I scold her but can't help but smile.
She chuckles - "But that's the point"
She snuggles on the pillows next to me and before I know it, doses of to sleep.
I lay my head beside her, ready to fall asleep too.
"Chloe"
Hell no, I'm going to sleep.
"Chloe"
I pretend to be asleep still and after a while I hear him sigh heavily.
Next thing, a blanket is being thrown over us, and an arm draped over me.
What happened after, I don't know, because I was far away in wonderland, deep in sleep.
I think that after every storm comes a rainbow, and ours is yet to come.
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Um, um, um-
Hi?
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
I feel like this is the start of all my notes lately.
Whoops.
Anyway, I couldn't update because it has been a pretty eventful weekend.
One I don't want to recall :) But nevermind, lets just say it was a trip that wasn't fun...
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Teen FictionChloe runs away with her little sister from her parents, and heads on an adventure to New York. There's drama, tears, fear and love, all on one journey. Nobody said is was going to be easy, but nobody said it'd be this hard either. When they stumbl...