The Personal Assistant (Harry Styles)

II - Seventeen

                   

Victoria's Point of View

The doctor gave me the options of radiation that can keep me going for about 6 months or I'll just let myself deteriorate, I chose the latter one.

The reason why I chose it because, the money that will be spent on me, I just decided to save it for my children's future. Even though you can tell that my husband's pretty rich and also my family, I just don't want them to spend a lot on a dying person.

"But, Victoria, that money is nothing compared to the time that we can spend with you.."

My husband is begging me to take the treatment, his eyes were glistenning as he takes hold of my hand. I can tell that my husband really wanted me to live, but I decided that maybe my time is really over and I have nothing that can do about it.

"Evan, I don't want to. It's just prolonging the agony. The feeling of dying anytime is really painful. I could just die knowing, like you know, a month. At least I can no longer spend the time of me in pain. It's easier for us, especially Valarie."

He just stayed quiet as he stared at me. His eyes were getting dark and I know that the sorrow has overcome him. He lets go of my hand and he stood up.

"I'll just go get Valarie."

He quickly walks out of my room and close the door behind him.

I stared at the window, and the sun is shining beautifully. Maybe it's time for me to go out, and enjoy the energy while I have it.

I dragged myself off my bed and tied the robe around my waist.

I exited the hospital towards the garden. It is said that this garden is for cancer patients undergoing chemotherapy, but in my case, I just want to relax. To appreciate the remaining time that I have in the world. I took a seat on the cold bench, as I listen to the birds chirping.

I heard footsteps behind me but I didn't look behind.

"Victoria.."

His voice made me froze on the spot, whether I'm going to look behind or stay in my place. I don't want to show him that I'm miserable, that I'm withering and dying. I closed my eyes as I felt someone touched my shoulder.

"I'm sorry."

I reached for his hand and shook my head, "There's nothing to be sorry about, Pierson."

I stood and faced him. He still looks the same but the difference is that he is holding a child with him.

There, he is holding Reone; Ariana's son.

"Ah, I'm not surprised that you are Reone's father."

"I'm so sorry about everything, Victoria. I am the reason why you suffered like this, why you and Harry separated, I'm so sorry.."

I stared at him and just answered a faint smile. Even though I slap him in the face or hurt him physically, the thing is, it's already done and nothing can ever change that. In fact, my time is ticking, and I should just spend it without any anger or pain in me.

"I know.." I began walking away, "But Pierson, just promise me that.. Whatever happens, you will never abandon Reone and even though I know that this is just a plan of yours to destroy whatever I had, I don't care anymore. I already suffered, Pierson. In fact, I am dying. So I guess there is no reason to hold any grudge at all."

I turned my back against him and sighed, "Just promise me that you will take good care of my bestfriend and Reone.."

Pierson held me against his chest, "I will, and I am sorry. Please, don't let the cancer take your life. You know you have a choice. You know that you can spare more time on your loved ones. Don't be a foolish person like me, that only thinking about what I think is right even though you now that it is not the best choice. The best choice right now is for you to take the treatment and let you live a little, for your family."

My tears are trickling against my lids, "I will try."

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When I went back to my room, it was still empty. Wondering if what is taking Evan too long to get Valarie. I sat down on my bed and sighed. Pierson's words are still echoing on my mind...

Only thinking about what I think is right even thoigh you know that it is not the best choice..

That's when I realized that, it will hurt my family if I haven't even fight for a little, just for a little days for my life. I even thought about maybe, just maybe, I can survive and the treatment can work.

I hurriedly grabbed the phone to call my doctor, but I began bleeding, from my nares, and began shaking.

"Victoria?"

The least person thag I wanted me to see like this is here. I found him there, standing at my doorway, but I shut down, wondering if I will ever wake up again.

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Hi! Im back! I'm so sorry it took so long.
I've been busy with job searching.
And anyways, I passed my board exams! :)