Dominating Hearts

Chapter 1

I heard mom arrive at 4 am last night, heavily drunk, she was stumbling through the kitchen, crying.

I was too much of a coward to go down and comfort her. Instead, I sat at the top of my staircase, thinking.

Thinking about my life, thinking what I could've accomplished if I wouldn't have been diagnosed with cancer.

Cancer was deadly. It made me feel weak and tired. Sometimes headaches, sometimes heavy vomiting.

I sat there thinking about what Dr.S had told me. At the end, I would loose my hair, and all of my strength. That made me want to hurl my guts out.

But of course, there was a treatment too. Treatment that was too expensive for my mother and I to pay alone.

I wished my father would have been here for me. But he wasn't. He couldn't.

My father had died of cancer, when I was just seven years old.

Mom lost her husband, her love and highschool best friend.

I lost my father.

Dad didn't tell mom about the cancer until the very end of time. You know why? Because he wanted to save that money so that I could get proper education and a good life.

But.. but here it went wasting it all. He saved that money from that treatment to educate me further. He wasted his life for me.
He wanted the best what was for me. Even if he wasn't there to see me. And now, I go wasting it all.

I knew my mother blamed me. I could see it in her eyes. She blamed me. Because of me she was alone, and now when I die, she would get totally lonely.

The money my father saved for me, went all in waste. I would never get a job, or have a career. I would never marry or have kids.

I was only seventeen for gods sake!

Senior year started today. I wondered if I would ever graduate high school?

I had only one friend, my best friend Caden Marshall. I wondered if we would talk ever again?

Last year when I had come to know about my condition, I had started distancing myself from him. I didn't want him or anybody in fact to get hurt when I leave this world.

Well, my mother knows but she is barely sober. She is always busy drowning herself in alcohol.

Caden was popular. He was a football player. The usual All-American-Boy. Blond and blue eyes, he was friendly to everyone.

And that included me till I stopped talking to him, leaving him confused and hurt.

Everybody else was actually happy when that happened. They were just so happy that their favourite jock and the weird girl were no longer joined to the hip. They were relived.

As I walked into the familiar hallways of Lindemann High, I couldn't help but ponder over the decision I had made last night.

I had come to acceptance that I had only a year to live. I was going to die at the end of that one year. I will be gone.

So before I leave, I have decided to right some wrongs.

Some things that I could change, or at least make them better.

And I just knew where I was going to start from.

And that person was just standing a few feet away from me. Now was he perfect time.