Stand by You| TS

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Audrey's P.O.V
I picked up my brush, avoiding the mirror on my dresser. I reach to the back of my head and carefully comb through the last chunk of hair on my head. Pieces fall out with every stroke. Soon, it was all on the floor by my feet, or in my brush. My hand felt where the hair used to be. Gone. That's it. I was bald.

I sigh and pick up the pieces that fell to the floor. This is what I get for turning 11? A bald head? I thought. A headband slides on my head. I put on my pink cancer shirt that says, 'I don't like cancer here or there! I don't like it anywhere!' I slip some black capri leggings on my small body.

I put blue and green socks on my feet and climb down stairs.
"There she is, Harold. Our little cancer birthday brat!" Mom pauses before pretending to throw up in the garbage. Dad hands me a small box and quickly backs away. I open the green wrapping paper and inside was a small iPhone 5. I smiled and turned it on.

"Thanks." I say to my mom and dad before eating my breakfast. I took my last bite, put my dishes in the dishwasher, grabbed my backpack, phone, jacket ect. and walked out the door. While I was walking to the bus stop, I entered my family's numbers into my phone.

I quickly texted mom and dad so they knew it was me. I got a text from mom that said, Don't text me unless it's an emergency. I sighed when I got the same one from dad. I looked up when I heard the bus rumble to a stop. Quickly slipping my phone in the side pocket in my backpack and climbing the stairs.

I plopped down in me and Graces usual spot. When it was her bus stop, I slid over so she could sit down.
"Happy birthday Aud! So, anything new?" Grace hugged me.
"Two things." I said and showed her the back of my head. She gasped. "The second thing is way better." I took my phone out and said, "What's your number!?"

She squealed and took my phone and I took hers.
"What are you doing?" Ian sniggered. We ignored him and continued to talk. Grace hugged me again.
"Eww. Your going to get cancer from her." Ian cried. I could feel tears forming but wiped my eyes so Ian couldn't see them.
"Go away, Ian. Cancer isn't contagious, you dumbo." Grace rolled her eyes. We pulled up to school and exited the bus. I hoped the school day was going to go well.

~time skip to writing at 2:30~
I was about to finish my sentence when I felt a burning sensation in my lungs. It became hard to breath. Burning turned into a pain so bad I wanted to scream. And I did. I grabbed my ribs and wailed. Mrs. Smith called 911 while Grace tried to calm me down. Everyone looked worried and scared. Even Ian.

I could hear people buzzing around me as I was loaded on a stretcher and wheeled out of the room. Every class ran to the halls to see what was going on. I didn't care. I just wanted to not feel pain anymore. I wanted to die.

Taylor's P.O.V
I arrived at the hospital and checked in.
"Hello, Mrs. Swift. Today you will be meeting with Audrey. She is one of our new cancer patients. She came in today. Room 375 floor 3." I nodded and thanked the receptionist.

I pressed the button on the elevator and waited. When it finally arrived, I walked in and pressed floor 3. Ding! I walked out of the elevator and found room 375. I walked in quietly just incase Audrey was sleeping. She looked up from her phone.

"It hurts!" She croaks. I nod and hold her hand.
"I'm Taylor. What kind of cancer do you have?" I cautiously ask, not wanting to offend her.
"Lung. Taylor, I want to die. It hurts and never stops. Today was suppose to be fun. My parents hate me. They told the doctor that they wanted to disown me." Audrey said. I want to cry.

"What's today?" I question.
"My-my 11 birthday." She mumbles. I gasp.
"Happy birthday. I'll be right back." I stand up and walk away. Audrey waves a small wave but doesn't say anything. I walk to the elevator and out the door. I ask Siri where the nearest Target was. 0.2 miles. Not to far. I start walking. When I arrive, I go to the electronic section. She already has a phone.

Bright pink Beats catch my eye. A worker comes over to me.
"Hi. I need these pink Beats. Is there a way I could get them now?" I wonder. He nods.
"Yes. You have to pay $20 extra." I pull down my sunglasses.
"Good. Can you gift wrap it too, please?" He gasps and nods. He grabs a key from off his lanyard and opens a case with boxes. He takes the pink box out and locks the case back up.

I follow him to a table and he wraps it in pink paper. He sticks a bow on top and I pay him $175.00. I leave Target and head back to the hospital. As I pass the receptionist, a thought comes to mind. My parents told the doctor that they want to disown me. Audrey's words float around in my head as I speak.

"Is there any way I could foster Audrey?" I ask hopefully. She nods. I'm handed papers that I must fill out. After I'm done and I handed them back in, I take the present and go back to Audrey's room. I can't wait to tell her.

"You came back." She looks surprised.
"Yeah? Why wouldn't I?" I'm puzzled.
"People stay away from me because they think I'm contagious." Her words hit me. I shake me head and handed her the present. She opens it.
"Thank you!" She exclaimed.
"One more thing." I say. She looks at me worriedly.

I take a deep breath and say it.
"I'm going to be your foster mom! I would really hate for you to go to some random family." I said. Her jaw dropped to the sheets on the bed. A tear rolled down her face.

I wiped it away. We hugged.
"Thank you." She whispered.

Ok. For some reason I just wanted to write about this kind of thing. Keep in mind that I am not the most detailed writer. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! -Ella (Señorita Cacti🌵)