Love is Blind (A Tfios Fanfiction)

Love is Blind Chapter 5

Seven months since Iwent blind, four months after my best friend, Augustus Waters ceasedto exist, three months after my friend, Leo and I got together atDakota's eighteenth birthday, I got a phone call from Hazel.

In the past ninemonths, my Mom, and well-wishers modified all my equipment, to havebraille, or audio description. A Californian woman, named Helen,programmed into my phone, told me it was Hazel.

"Hi Hazel," I said,picking up the phone.

"I'm afraid it's notHazel," informed a middle-aged man, which I vaguely recognized asMr Lancaster's voice. "But I did want to talk about her."
Igulped. Over the last few months, Hazel's illness had been gettingincreasingly worse, the miracle treatment that gave her a little moretime ceasing to have an effect.

"Is she okay?" Iasked.

"Well, obviously not.But she's alive, if that's what you're asking." I breathed a sighof relief.

"But don't berelieved too soon", he warned. "She may not have 2 months left."

That new piece ofinformation took a while to sink in. Over the next half an hour, MrLancaster, and later, Mrs Lancaster told me what the next 8 weekslook like.

"Hazel will be almostconstantly bedridden."

"She will be on theBiPaP at least 20 hours a day."

"She can't strainherself to much-"
"Or at all."

Mom requested to speakto them before I hung up. Through the kitchen door, I could hear themtalking about boring parent things such as finance, treatment and thelatest USA Today stories.

I slouched to my roomthen, and logged onto my laptop. Recently, my laptop has been updatedwith a braille keyboard, and Helen to guide me round, and read mymessages. No erotic counterinsurgence fanfictions for me anymore.

Then, I told Helen toread all my Skype group messages. The group consisted of Me, Leo,Kaitlyn, Hazel, Harry, Ellie and Dakota. Nothing really happened inthe 10 hours I'd been offline, except for Get Well messages forHazel, who had just came out of hospital, and Ellie, who , the daybefore, had started her third, and hopefully final, round of Chemofor Hodgkin's Lymphoma.

I typed in what Ithought was a hello message, but apparently was nothing but 5randomly selected letters. I then gave up, and used my mic to type.

"I-Is she okay?" Istuttered.

noeyesaac: jyelo

unnamedmute: dude,that's just a bunch of letters

noeyesaac: I give up.I'll use audio

noeyesaac: Hello

HarryTheBarman: 'SupIsaac?

QueenEllie: Hey!

MissK:Hello, Dear.

noeyesaac: So...How areyou all?

MissK: Fab!

HarryTheBaraman: Great!

QueenEllie:Great!
HarryTheBarman: Jinx

notapipe: I'm dying.

noeyesaac: As you sokindly pointed out in Support Group that time, we're all dying.

notapipe: I'm going todie sooner rather than later.

QueenEllie: ...

unnamedmute: ...

MissK: How was Chemo,Elle?

QueenEllie: Oh, it wasmarvelous.

notapipe: Sounds likeit too.