Brooklyn Beckham Imagines

goin' to the park with Cruz and the secret P.2

Your P.O.V

This is going to be hard.
You know .

Well the doctors found the tumor a bit to late.
And that Said that I haven't got much time.
It's my decision, if I'm gonna tell them or not.
But I probably should.
I don't want to keep it longer.
I mean 2 weeks since I found out and 1 week since the day at the park with Cruz.
Me, David and Vic have already spoken about that.
We are sure that we are ready to spill it out.
Well Brooklyn first and Romeo.
They are a but stronger.

"You're sure?" Vic asked me looking at me with worry "I am . I can't just hide it from them"
"Its either way To tell them or to not but then they would be angry.
I wanted them to forget about me these last days. Or weeks.
So they wouldn't care. Maybe they would but then they just forget about it"
David nodded "But that would Cry about you no matter if they don't care anymore.
How do you want them to forget you?"

I thought about it but then something came up "Telling them that I used them for fame"
Vic looked unsure "I don't know Y/N. That would break them"
"But not as much as me dying and them crying over me. Harper wouldn't understand.
Don't tell her. She always was the number one" I said. Ready to cry .
"We're gonna do it"
They nodded.
I hugged them and cried.
I looked at Vic and saw her in Tears.
"So that's the last time I'm gonna see you?"
She asked.
"No I'll visit you sometimes. When the kids are not here"
I looked at David and saw him looking at me with glassy eyes "We're gonna miss the person who light the house"
I laughed while tears were falling down.
"I'll miss you too"
"And after the funeral. Tell them everything.
I will give you the letter i have been writing on since the day I found out"
Vic nodded.
"We will"
"Just send me a message after you told Brooklyn and I'm gonna text him"
They both nodded.

°°°°
I was lying on my bed watching a movie.
More like crying .

I felt my phone vibrating and saw a message of Vic.

***
Vic:
[Just told him. He looks really hurt and angry Y/N]

Me:
[I don't want him to feel broken when the end comes]

Vic:
[We love you Y/N. Don't forget]

Me:
[I love you too.]

Then I sent Brooklyn a message.

Me:
[I'm sorry but I just couldn't hold it more.
I don't love you like that]

He replied back.

Brook:
[You're a coldhearted bitch!. Don't you dare to talk to me again! I hate you.
You are really stupid. You think I would care?
Nope. I'm happy to not have you anymore]

Me:
[Yeah. It doesn't mean anything to me.
Neither did the kisses.]

Then I blocked his Number.

Wow.

That hurt.
But now I know that he won't care anymore.
The thing is.
What happens after the funeral.
They would read the letter and then they would see the truth and be broken.
No!
I don't want them like this.

Oh God I'm Stupid.

***
"Victoria!"
"What happened Y/N"
"We gonna do this?. I want to tell them.
Ugh! I don't want to live like this on my last days"
"Then tell them!"
"I- I don't know how to do it"
"Just go to Brooklyn and talk to him"
"Okay. Open the door when you see me out of the window.
I don't want to knock"
"Okay gonna do"

***

I then hang up and walked to the beckhams.

I'm so stupid. Why didn't I think!
Ughhhh!