"I've never seen a gash on the head that size before it's amazing she's okay, but that's a good sign"
"Stupid inexperienced surfers, get on my nerves, the bloke didn't even stop to check she was okay, he just got out of the water and ran, it's a bloody good job her friend Iggy was okay to help her as I had no idea until they got to shore an she was unconscious on Iggy's board"
"I'm sure they'll find him, his fin went straight into the back of Miss Ashdown's head, she is so so lucky especially to have such good friends, but I'm afraid there is bad new which comes with the good news. The bad news is that checking over her cancer, it's spread".
"The stitches looked pretty severe, as long as she doesn't have concussion, and, What do you mean it's spread?".
"It was at her breasts and now it's spread throughout her body, she'll start to feel weaker and weaker, most of her hair is already gone, if today's chemotherapy doesn't go to plan, she won't have long to live, although if it does, she'll beat it. It's a shame one chemotherapy session can determine those answers, only time can tell".
I blinked as a tear dribbled down the right side of my face, I didn't realise I was so sick they were now setting me a 'death date'. I rolled over as Barnet entered the room through the slightly ajar door I heard the conversation through. My head throbbed and I felt the bandage around my scalp. I felt so drained, so lethargic and useless, I was just getting sicker and sicker, sooner or later I'll be bed ridden and I can't stand that even when I'm sick with flu.
"Melody?"
"Yeah?" I sighed rolling back over.
"Are you ready for your chemo?"
There was a silence between the two of us as I stared at Barnet and then at the ceiling
"Yeah, I guess so, let's get this over and done with"
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"This one may take a little longer to get the results back to you Miss Ashdown but don't you worry we'll try to get them to you as soon as possible" the doctor beamed at me as I sat in his chair staring at him straight faced.
"Yeah, thanks" I snatched the piece of paper he was handing me and I got up out of my seat went to leave.
"Melody, get some rest, yeah?" The doctor called as I opened the door.
"What so I can be ready for when you tell me how long I have to live? Yeah sure" I left without another word, I was upset and angry more than anything.
"Anything?" Iggy asked as I stormed through and out the hospital doors. "Not for a while, get me home" I sighed as I sulked off to Iggy's car.
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"Baby, I bought you tea and cake" Barnet hummed as he closed my bedroom door behind him. He placed the food and tea beside me as I sat up smiling, he knew what I liked.
"You're the best" I pulled him into my arms as he climbed under the duvet to join me. "You're not going to sulk around forever now are you?" He teased tapping my nose.
"Only until they tell me how long I have to live and how much my cancers spread" Barnet stopped to look at me.
"You heard that?"
"I wish I hadn't" I sighed pulling him closer.
"I'm sorry baby" he pulled himself upwards and kissed me. I cupped my hands around his face and kissed him back slowly.
"Would it be wrong of me to tell you how much I want you right now baring in mind your mood, everything else and your head?" Barnet mumbled as he laid his head onto my chest.
"Have me Barnet, take me, cause sooner or later you won't be able too" I mumbled as I kissed him again and again and again. He pulled me onto his lap and kissed up my neck, I let out a quiet moan.
"Just be careful of my head yeah baby?" I mumbled into his ear as I caressed down his back with my fingers, "I will baby, don't worry". He kissed up and down my body, leaving faint hickeys everywhere sensitive he knew he could.
"You have the energy for this?" He chuckled as he pulled my pyjama top over my head, followed by his. "Of course I do, don't be daft" I chuckled.
Finally we laid there skin on skin, I always felt so close and comfortable when we laid together like this "Be gentle with me" I mumbled, "Oh, Barnet".
"Oh, Vanes-"
I paused, then pushed myself away from his grasp holding him at arms length. I know I'd bashed my head but I hadn't hit it quite so hard, I knew what he had said and so did he. I looked at him with wide eyes, trying not to cry, as if the day couldn't get any worse.
"Vanessa? You were going to say Vanessa, Are you for real?" I took a deep breath as I sat up pushing him away. He was on a death wish
"I'm so sorry Melody I-"
"Save it"
EDITED 28/3/20
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Bondi Mile
Teen FictionTrigger Warnings: Suicide, Self-Harm, Mental Health, Depression, Death, Cancer. Melody. The sarcastic, laid back 26 year old English girl that has moved to Bondi, Australia for a new start with small seaside villages in England not quite sealing the...