Protect Me

Now im not.

"You can't just not finish college!" he yells

"I can't just ignore the fact that I have cancer either, but what are ya gonna do?!"

"PARKER!" I hear my mom's voice.

"Hi mom"

"Are you ok? What happened?"

"Haven't you updated her?" I ask Harry.

"Uh..."

"Why, what's wrong?"

"I...i was diagnosed with Thyroid Cancer."

Her jaw drops.

"W-what?"

"My reaction exactly."

"They said her lungs were filled with fluids and now..." Harry is reading off a paper that the nurse gave him. "Now she won't be able to breathe on her own."

I didn't know that part.

"What?" I ask

"That's what it says." he points to the packet.

I need an oxygen tank?!

A tear rolls down my cheek. My life, my plans, are now all turned upside down. And I can't do anything about it.

"Parker, Honey, it'll be ok" my mother comforts me.

"No it fucking won't! She has to give up her dreams, her plans, her life! Everything!" Harry yells.

A nurse walks in, "Excuse me, could you please keep it down?"

"No no I cant!"

"Come with me-" the nurse takes Harry's forearm and leads him out.

"Mom, what am I going to do?"

"You're going to come home...we'll get you online classes...you'll work...you're still normal, it's just now,"

"Now I'm not."

She gives me a sympathetic look and Harry walks back in.

"Can I go back to your dorm and pack it up?" He asks

"I can do it." I say

"No, you're staying here."

"Harry," I whine.

"I love you." Harry says to me.