The Fault In Our Stars

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Robyn pov

"Its a friday night". My older sister frankie said to me while. We all sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast.

"Hmm? I said even though i heard exactly what she was saying. She stopped eating and looking at me. Before saying.

"I was just thinking...you should call your friends,see what they're up to". To be honest i don't really have friends because most of them just were fab in my opinion fake ass bitches. So with that I'm just uninterested in the conversation.

"That's okay". I shook my head no. Frankie and my dad looked at one another, don't say anything.
My dad cleared his throat before speaking.

"Wanna see a movie?
I look up from my book. I look at them both and get an idea. "Why don't you guys go to a movie?. They both looked at me like i had three heads. I know they both enjoy having father daughter time.
I took that as my chance to continue.
"You haven't been hanging out in a while. Go.. Have fun. Take the night off".

They looked at each other.
Our dad must've felt some type of way. Because he looked back at the TV. Before saying.

"This is a really good show". I sighed and just like that everyone goes back to what they were doing.

After that night i kinda felt as if i was a burden on everyone. And that my life felt as if it was shit.lately I've been watching a lot of TV,with a book in my hand,in more doctors offices, and of course popping pills,

Now i back to reality of reality shows, doctors appointments,and eight prescription drugs three times a day.
In Robyn's Kitchen Another Day

Me and my family was in the kitchen. Apparently they still trying to make me go to that bullshit ass support group.

"Ugh. You can't make me". I said while sitting at the table.

My dad looked at me saying. "Of course we can, we're your parents". I frown my face.
My dad sensed my attitude before saying. "Robyn,you need to get out of the house, make friends. Be a teenager".
To be real this conversation pissing me off. That's when i said."If you want me to be a teenager, don't send me to a support group. Buy me a fake ID so i can go to clubs and drink alcohol and smoke weed".

My dad looked at me and before saying. "You don't smoke weed". He don't know that i actually do smoke weed and that shit be having me feeling like a kite flying. But I'm just gonna play along.
"See. That's the kind of thing i would know with a fake ID". Frankie looked at us going back and forth shaking her head at us. Then she got up from her seat and got in her car. Seconds later we heard the car pull out the driveway.

A Small Episcopalian Sanctuary In Suburban Indianapolis.
Robyn POV

And so i went....
I watched as frankie's car pulls up close to the back entrance. But i was still lingering in my thoughts not because i wanted to help. But for the same reason i did anything these days...

I got in the car with my oxygen tank in my hand. When we reached our next destination. I got out the car with frankie's assistance. Then i realize I'm doing this for my family.
When we got to this dingy ass place. I turned and asked frankie.
"Are you gonna sit here and wait the whole time? She looked guilty saying.
"Of course not. No. I ....". She totally is. But she continues
"I have errands to run". I already know she's not planning to run any errands. But i won't press the issue.

"OK". I started walking towards the building.
"Love you". She said after me. I turned around saying.
"I love you too sissy".
The only thing worse than biting it from cancer. Is having a kid bite it from cancer.

As my sister frankie gets in the car she shouts outs to me. "Make some friends!". I shake my head at her.

Now here i am in the church for my support group. Im walking towards the elevator. A kid who looks extremely sick holds the door for me. I thanked him but thought better of it.
I told him.

"I'll take the stairs". The kid nods. The doors shut. After thay encounter with the kid i realized it always be worse. I turn to go walking but immediately bumps into someone.
"Ooph. Sorry!". I said looking up realizing it was the same boy from the first support group first session. He was a extremely beautiful boy. He was tall. Muscular. He has a lot of tattoos. He has short brownish hair. Hazel-brownish eyes. To be honest ive never seen a boy more beautiful in my life.

H

e stopped and looked at me saying.
"My bad. No. It's....". For a brief moment. The earthed stopped. We were standing and staring at each other which felt like forever. I ain't gon lie i was speechless.

I looked up at his tall frame before saying.
"Excuse me". With that beautiful boy watching. A wide smile on his face. I got nervous so i shuffled off as fast as i can. Ducking into the bathroom.

No One's POV

Robyn catches her breath. Shakes her head. Surprised at herself. She looks in the mirror. She doesn't like what she sees. Then realises the earth started moving.
Back In The Basement Of The Church
Robyn sits in the circle of the sick people. Patrick was currently speaking.
"Who would like to begin?". No volunteers. Robyn catches sight of the beautiful boy. He was sitting next to his friend who we find out his name was August.

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But Christopher was watching her intently, with the same flirty smile on his face. Robyn self consciously looks away. Patrick then speaks.
"August. ? I know you're facing a challenging time. Perhaps you would like to say something....
August nods. And rises. Saying.
"Yeah. Um... I'm August. And I'm 17 ayeee. But i have eye cancer". But after everyone chilled and talked to August tells them more about his story. Originally he is from New Orleans, he has family issues and he has eye cancer in one eye. But nonetheless he continues speaking.

"Not that I'm complaining or anything. I know a lot of you have it way worse but, still. I mean. You know being blind's gonna suck....". As August shares, the beautiful boy named Christopher or Chris for short. But he continues to stare at Robyn. Robyn finds that intimidating. And intimidation irritates her. So she decides to play the game with him.
Meeting his gaze and holding it just as firming a staring contest. 

"...My girlfriend helps.And friends like Chris hea'. August then nods his head towards the beautiful boy who was now named Chris. But he doesn't seem to break his stare away from Robyn. August continues.

"So. . .yea. That's what's up. After he said that him and Chris dapped hands. Then everyone says in unison.
"We're all here for you August". But the staring contest continues for the rest of the session.
Patrick speak again.
"And does your friend want to speak?". This causes the beautiful boy to momentarily look away. Aha.
He's lost the contest! Robyn smiles. Flicks her eyebrows up as if to say. *Victory is Mine!* He smiles back at her. The most radiant. He turns back to the group.
"Hi. I'm Christopher Brown. 17. Had a touch of osteosarcoma bout a year and a half ago and lost my baby as a result....". He holds up his right leg to show a prosthetic.
"But really I'm just here at August's request".  Christopher looks around and patrick says.
"And how are you feeling Chris?
Then chris replies. "Me? Oh I'm grand. I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up. My friend". Robyn smiles. Chris catches this. Embarrassed. She stops smiling and looks away.