chapter 2.

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"You have to decide soon Ken," my mom holds my hand and tries to talk to me.

"Mom it's not as easy as it looks to decide your dying wish! What if I accidently wish for something stupid?" I plead as I ponder the same question over and over in my head.

"Hun I'm just saying you need to decide today," she says and I nod. I get what she's saying but it's hard. If I wish for a trip, it could be rained out or the plane could crash.

I guess the plane crash wouldn't matter because I'm going to die anyways.

Or if I meet a celebrity they could be totally rude and I would go to my grave knowing the secretly Beyonce is a totally bitch.

But there no way Beyonce could be a bitch, she's Beyonce. She's queen.

I look up "Make-A-Wish ideas" into Google as a last resort. A news article catches my eye.

"Dying Girl gets Last Wish of Meeting Her Favorite YouTuber"

I click on the article and read about how a girl named Ashley got to meet Tyler Oakey and spend a day with him in LA.

That would be so cool to meet all the people I watch everyday on my phone. YouTube got me through the worst time of my life. Every week logging onto my account and watching videos brought a smile to my face, I promised myself that if I got better I would become a YouTuber to inspire other kids and get them through rough times like how they got me through rough times.

Maybe I don't have to be a YouTuber, but I could make a video with a famous one.

"Mom I want to be an inspiration," I say determinedly to my mother.

She sits up, "And what is your plan?" she asks dead serious.

"I want to meet one of my favorite YouTuber and make a video on their channel to be an inspiration to kids like how they were an inspiration to me," I say, applauding myself on the inside for coming up with such a great wish.

"Well I don't see why not, it's your wish," she says and I smile. This is going to happen.

"But which one do you want to meet?" asks my dad from the corner of the room. I think about it for only a split second before the obvious answer comes to my head.

"The Dolan Twins," I scream and laugh, "Oh my gosh! I'm going to meet them!"

"Well we still have to contact the Wish people and have it approved," My mom says which makes me a little less excited.

But only a little.

IM GONNA MEET THE DOLAN TWINS.

I immediately think of Marie. She was my best friend for the longest time. Our moms were best friends and got pregnant at the same time and we were almost forced to be best friends. Not that we minded, we were bound to end up being best friends because we were so similar. We look exactly alike. Both of us are way short and barley passed the 5 ft mark. We both had brown hair that was always pin straight. Well mine was. Now I just have a little fuzz that I wouldn't exactly describe as hair.

Once I got diagnosed, she was at the hospital everyday visiting me. She brought me my favorite candies, fresh gossip, and whenever she wasn't here, she was texting me like crazy asking how I was feeling and if I needed anything. Slowly she came in less and less as she made new friends and had more plans. When school started she would come in every other weekend, but it wasn't the same between us. Every once in awhile she texts me now and asks how I am. She was the person who introduced me to YouTube and The Dolan Twins.

"Hey mom, can I bring a friend?" I asked my mom and she's taken aback. I haven't had anyone visit me in around three months. So I don't exactly have any friends who are so amazing they deserve to go with me on my last wish trip.

"Who did you have in mind?" my mom asked in a usual mom fashion, answer a question with another question so she isn't saying no, but isn't exactly saying yes.

"I wanted to bring Marie," I say and you can see the surprise on her face.

"Well if she could buy her plane ticket and her parents let her, I don't see why not," She says and I just nod and pick up my phone.

Oh please. It's pretty hard to turn down your dying daughters wish, no matter how bad you want to. I knew it was going to be a yes.

I open messages and sigh at the very few conversations. My last text was a week ago and it was my mom asking if I wanted her to pick up some raspberries at the store.

I click on create message in the top right corner and type in Marie's name because I don't even know the last time she texted me.

It was a little over a month ago. She asked how I was feeling and if I was getting any better. I said I was feeling awful like normal, but a little better. And I was at the time, just not anymore.

I think long and carefully about what to write.

hey marie. so I got the news yesterday that my chemo isn't working and they are basically sending me home to die.

It's a little harsh but it's true.

the make a wish people are letting me have a wish. ive decided that mines going to be to go meet greyson and ethan dolan and hopefully make a video for their channel with them to be an inspiration for kids like they were an inspiration for me. well I want you to come with me. you were there for the very beginning on my life, and I want you to be there for the very last. plus you introduced me to them so I think it's only fair you get to meet them with me. you'd have to pay for your plane ticket tho.

I hit send before changing my mind.

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hey yo. I hope chapter 2 is good enough for ya. please vote!! and comment for me. I need to read some good Dolan fan fics so tell me your favorites! ♥︎

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