Letting Go Is Easier Said Than Done (An Original Story)

Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Later that day...

  

  I get together with Becky and Derek and the three of us hang out like the old times. We invited Ted but he couldn't make it. He has to go visit his uncle in the hospital which is totally fine. He can always come next time. Derek and I carpooled with his mom to Becky's house. We're just sitting by the pool, eating pizza, and being our goofy selves. "So Becky, how are you feeling?" She gives me a warm smile. "I've actually been doing better the past couple of months. There's no such thing as a perfect day for me, but things have been much better than they have. I've only had one short hospital spell. That's a whole record for me. I hate the hospital though. I've spent more time in the hospital than I have in my own home. If I die, I want to die in the comforts of my own home." 

   Derek and I look at her in shock before realization washes over me. Even though Becky's doing better, her cancer isn't completely gone and there's always a chance of it coming back and striking just as hard, if not harder than it already has. "Becky, don't say things like that, it scares me." She sighs. "I'm not trying to make you sad Myra, nor you Derek. I'm just trying to prepare you guys in case on the off chance that something happens to me. I don't want it to come as a shock if it did, causing one or both of you to have a heart attack. I'd want to remember me the way I was before and even the way I am now, enjoying life and living it to the fullest. I wouldn't want you guys to remember as an empty shell lying on my death bed." 

   The tears I've been trying to hold back fall and Derek holds me while I cry. Normally I'm embarrassed to cry in front of Becky but this is one of those rare times that I don't care if she does see me cry. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Derek glare at her slightly. "You're a good friend Becky, but I'm a little pissed at you. How could you say something like that without expecting us to get upset? You act like you potentially dying isn't a big deal. Don't you care about us?" She wheels herself closer to us, her face contorting with anger. "OF COURSE I CARE ABOUT YOU GUYS. I FUCKING LOVE YOU BOTH. I'M JUST TRYING TO MAKE IT EASIER FOR YOU IN CASE SOMETHING HAPPENS!" 

   I wipe some of my tears away and look her in the eyes while still clinging onto Derek. "Becky, you've prepared us well enough. Can we please change the subject?" Becky and I have a stare down before she shows signs of defeat. "I'm sorry." I take a hold of her hands and squeeze them. "We forgive you." I look at Derek. "Right Derek?" He looks from me to her and nods. "We forgive you Becky." For the rest of the time, we talk about summer plans, celeb gossip, and family drama. You know normal subjects that aren't as depressing as Becky dying.