The Girl With The Dying Heart•Laurmani[COMPLETED]

Nine

Lauren

When I woke up, my chest felt like it was burning from the inside out. I could feel myself gasping for air as I managed to stand up, immediately trying to get to my bathroom. The pain was almost unbearable as I slumped against the counter and yanked the cabinet door open.

Of course with every deep breath, it only hurt ten times worse but I was trying to keep myself from feeling like I was suffocating. Looking up, I went straight for my medication, not knowing why the pains were so bad today.

For the most part, my cancer hadn't effected me like I thought it would. I was taking so much prescribed medication, that the pain went away but it hadn't this morning and that scared me. I took my medicine but like expected, it did not feel any better so I resorted to the last thing I wanted to do. Opening up my bathroom closet, I looked at the little tank on wheels as I continued to gasp for breath. I pulled the plastic tubes up and looped them around my ears, pressing the end into my nostrils.

Finally, I felt like I could breath as the pain started to slowly dull. I hadn't used the tank since I was little because eventually, my lungs had learned to strengthen and do just fine on their own but now, they weren't doing so well.

I could feel it, because it truly did feel like I was dying and that sucked. It sucked more than anything. I had to sit down for a moment, just breathing deeply as tears filled my eyes. The weight of all of this was really starting to pull me down.

"Lo, are you in there?" Normani asked, knocking on the door lightly as I immediately wiped my tears off with the back of my hand.

"Yeah," I answered, pulling the tubes off of my face. I took a deep breath and it hurt a little more than it should've but I didn't care. My lungs would have to manage.

"Why'd you leave bed babe? Are you okay?" She questioned as I looked st myself in the mirror. Deciding I looked okay enough, I put the tank back in the closet as I struggled to breath evenly.

Opening the door, I nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I'm perfectly fine."

She smiled and kissed my forehead before pulling me through the dark room to my bed. I laid back down and Normani slid against me, wrapping her arms around me. She sighed contently as she held me and I felt guiltier for what I had done as she placed soft, caressing kisses on my neck. I rolled over on my back, hoping it would stop her but she only climbed back on top of me and that's when i started to panic.

The extra weight was making it feel like I was suffocating again so I pushed Normani off, breathing heavily as she looked at me in concern. "Lauren are you okay?" She asked, grabbing my hands as I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm sorry Mani. My chest just hurts a little so it didn't feel so well," I answered, watching as her lips dropped.

"Oh. I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to h-hurt you," she whispered and I felt bad as I leaned forward and kissed her softly.

"You were just fine. It was me, okay?"

"Okay," she nodded, rolling onto her back as I frowned. We were both fully awake now as I remembered today was the day I was supposed to move into my apartment. Most of my stuff was gone like my clothes but my bed and wall decor were still here.

"I'm moving today so I'm gonna get up," I spoke as I got up and went into the closet. Putting on the clothes that were already set up, I folded my pajamas before going out.

"Mm okay. I'll get up too," Normani talked as she sat up and stretched before I flicked the overhead light on.

It was about an hour before my parents and I had gotten everything loaded up and taken to the apartment. I was finally putting up the last picture when Normani returned from the cafe down the street with two teas and some light breakfast food.