Cancer

5. More than one Way

I wake up by something poking my shoulder. I look up and see a woman. She has dark hair and nice eyes. I feel like I know this woman. She looks worried. I look beside her and see a girl. She seems young. Very young. Maybe 4 years old? I groan as I sit up from the ground I woke up lying on. I am still in the park. I never took home. "Are you okay?" The woman asks me helping me sit up. My soaked clothes feels heavy on my body, but it's still sticking to me. "Thank you." I nod at her. The woman looks suspicious at me, but then shakes her head, as if to shake the thought away. "Do you." she starts. "Do you need a ride home?" I frown shocked at her offer. She wants to give me a ride home. I mean, I am a complete stranger to her and her daughter. I could be a serial killer! "You don't have to. I'll be fine." I decline, but apparently, she doesn't listen. "Please, come with us. I don't want you to get sick, let me take you home, honey." I nod and follow her and her daughter to their car.
"What is your name?" The daughter asks me, as we drive to my house. "I'm Louisa." I smile at her. "That's a pretty name." she smiles. "Are you a robber?" I make eye contact with her, frowning. "Why do you think that, sweetie?" I ask her nicely. She stretch out her lips and puts a finger on the lower lip. To think I guess. I really like kids. They're cute. "I don't know. You have the right clothes, I think. You wear all black. A robber wears black too." She's got something there. I grin at her. "I am not a robber or a criminal. The only crime I have committed was when I took the last cookie in the cookie jar, without asking my parents first. I just wear black clothes and these rings." I point at my piercings. "Because I like it. I like to show the world what I like. And who I am. You see?" I ask her. She nods understanding. "So what do you like?" I ask her looking into her deep brown eyes. She thinks for a moment. "I like comics and unicorns and candles." She almost yells in the car. I giggle and so does the woman on the driver seat. "That's great! I like comics too!" I say but not as excited as her. "And I like to wear costumes, but mom won't let me wear them in kinder garden." She pouts at her mom in the front. I smile to the woman. "Which costume is your favorite?" I turn back to the little girl in the seat. "My pirate costume. My uncle used to play with me, but he doesn't do it much anymore." She looks sad now. I don't want her to be sad. "Maybe we could play pirates someday?" I ask her. She smiles cheery at me. "Really?" I smile back at her I really like this girl. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" The car stops in front of my house, and I almost feel sad to leave this car. The woman gets out of the car. I tell the girl goodbye for now and get out as well.
"Here." the woman says and hands me a small paper with a name and a number on. "You are a very nice, young woman. And I am really glad, that I met you. And so is Bandit." She looks at the child in the backseat. I smile at the girl waving at me. Bandit? Where have I heard that name? "If you ever need anything. A friend, a good talk, or just a cup of coffee, please give me a call. Because I don't want it to end here. You are special, Louisa. Take care." She smiles and I am almost. ALMOST. In tears. She hugs me tight and I hug back. "Thank you so much Mrs. You have no idea how thankful I am." We pull away. I wave at them as they leave my home. Both the woman and Bandit wave goodbye to me. I got a new friend.

I look at the paper she gave me. I am in my room. The guys gave me the whole: "Where have you been! We were so worried!" I get it. But, chill. I am still alive, you know.
So, I am grounded. No Trevor OR Shane for a whole week. So that would be two people less to care about when I am going to get my first time in the chemo medication. I read the paper. "Please call me: Lyn-z Way 555-178" Wait. Way? As in Mindless Self Indulgence? My eyes shot up and I almost fall out of the bed. That's why she looked so familiar! Oh my god! I made friends with one of my idols.
I decided to text her, so the boys don't hear me. They wouldn't like me calling on MY PHONE, when I'm grounded.

Hi Lyn-z! Thank you so much for driving me home today. My brother was pissed, when I got home. I didn't tell him, when I left the house, so him and his boyfriend freaked out. That's why I am texting instead of calling you. I am grounded – Louisa :3

It didn't take long for her to respond to my message, as if she was waiting for me to contact her. I am so glad I made her as a friend. Not because she's famous, but because she is the most inspirational person ever. Her and her husband. But as a friend I would (no doubt) prefer Lyn-z. She is. Wow.

Hey Louisa. You are welcome, honey. I understand your brother and his boyfriend. They are just watching out for you. He sounds like a good brother. I told my husband about you, and he would like to meet you too, if you want to of course. I don't want to pressure you. However, our home is always open for you. Me casa is zu casa – Lyn-z ;P

I smile at her text. She already means so much to me. I think, we're going to be really great friends.

Thank you so much Lyn-z, I would love to visit you. I can't in the next week, because of me being grounded, but afterwards, I am going to – Louisa :3

Looking forward to that! ;) – Lyn-z ;P

I put my phone on my nightstand and grab my oxygen mask. I lay down on my bed and look up at the ceiling. How can everything be this wonderful after such a bad accident? Soon I fall asleep.