The Life Of a Teenage Girl.

Chapter 12

"Helena I have cancer."
Those words repeated in my mind.
Tears flooded down my cheeks, down onto my pillow. I couldn't bare what just happened. I can't do anything but take care of her. I can't cure cancer. I don't have the power. More tears flooded my
vision as I just thought about it.

*FLASHBACK *

"What-what..." I couldn't even get the words out.
She nodded as she took my hand. I looked at out intertwine hands and shook my head.
"How?" I started to cry as I looked at our hands together.
She said nothing.
"Mom- are you smoking again?" I asked.
When my father started to move away from us mom got sober and she started to smoke. She got addicted to it for years. Finally she stopped and her lungs returned to healthy again. Why would she do it again?
"Yes- I'm sorry." She cried.
"Why?!" I yelled as I took my hand away from hers. She flinched.
"I have something to confess."
I looked at her , my face filled with curiosity.
"Your father... He's coming. And my job... I'm always tried and I just can't take care of two kids. I thought- i thought that I can, I tried but-"
She cried more.
"No-no-no!" I cried and yelled as I fell to my knees.
We both cried in despair.
"Why momma. Why?" I said.
We sat in silence. Mom had her hands to her face.
"Carly." Was all I said.
She looked up at me and put her lips together as her eyebrows sank.
"I want to wait it out. I want to tell her when I have enough confidence. I can't right know."
"Well I'm going to bed. I'll be there to help always." I kissed my mothers forhead as she nodded sadly.
She understood that it had to take time for all this news to sink in. I sighed as I heard her footsteps fade away. I leaned on my back and thought about all of this. *END OF FLASHBACK*

I cried and cried. I wiped my tears and looked at the clock as it read 4:45.
I picked up my phone about to call the girls but I forget that one was sick and one was probably making out with Brad. I leaned back as my arms folded and my head leaned against my arms and I cried.
"I got to be strong!" I whispered to myself.
I got into the bathroom and looked at myself. I was a hot mess. My hair was tangled everywhere and my face was red. My eyes were bloodshot and I had circles under my eyes. I gripped the edge of the sink tighter as I got myself to fixing. I brushed my hair and I let out some "ows" and got it into a ponytail. I wiped my face with cold water and wiped it away with my towel. I got some concealer and wiped it under my eyes as I started to blend it out. There, magic! I changed into black jeans with a blue t-shirt and my Adidas shoes. I got my phone out as it answered.
"Hello?"
"Yea I think I want to go shopping now."
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I just needed to get away from there. I needed the thought of mom having cancer out of my head. I needed something to distract me. I saw the nice little car stop by my house. I smiled and walked out and waved. Brittney waved back smiling as I jumped into her car.
"So let's go!"
"Which store?" She asked.
"Any where but here." I mumbled and looked out the window. She looked at me with sad eyes. She knows something is wrong with me. She sighed as I looked at the rode again.
"So how are things." She asked as she made a sharp turn.
"My mom had cancer." I blurted out.
She gasped and looked at me as she placed a hand over mine.
"I'm so sorry Helena."
I just nodded as I blinked the tears away.
"Wanna get some coffee from StarBucks first?" She asked trying to change the subject.
"Sure why not."
She turned on the radio as a song came on and we danced and danced to it.
I laughed cause she was screaming the lyrics out. We came to Starbucks as we parked into a lot. As we walked i smelled the smell of heaven. The smell of coffee. I smiled as we walked to the cashier.
"Hi how may I help you?" The guy asked.
We ordered our coffee as we waited for it to come. Not long it came and we went out. Yes we did pay!
"Let's go to Macy's!" Brittney cheered as she fixed her lipstick.
"That's a lot of money though." I said.
Did I have enough?
"Don't worry hun." She took out something which was a credit card.
"Who's?" I asked.
"My dad's. He has no idea." She smiled devilishly into the mirror as she smirked at me.
"Oh god." I mumbled as we drive off.
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