"How you feeling?" I asked Nate after waking up. "Like poop." He replied. "Yeah, well, I kind of feel you on that one." I replied to him. "At least you don't have cancer." He calmly stated. "You have a memory." I bluntly told him. "I guess we're even then, huh?" He asked. "Wait, you're supposed to be at school right now." He remembered. "Yeah I guess I am. Everyone practically realized that I didn't know who they were and cut me some slack. I'll just lie and say that I was sick and in the hospital or something." I replied. "You've got half of that true, but you're the
one here." "Bro, I wouldn't call being brain damaged 'healthy' " I calmly told the genius. "Very valid point. I guess we're both screw-ups here then, huh?" He jokingly asked. "Guess so Nate, I guess so." "You're eyes are all puffy. Go get some makeup on." He calmly stated. I gasped in shock as he said that, playfully of course. "How could you?" I exclaimed, jokingly putting on a sad face. "Sorry, haters gonna hate." "Haters gonna hate? Really Nate? I think this whole cancer thing is going to make you crazy." "Yeah, well, dying does that to a person." "Please don't say that." I begged of him. "You're not going to die, remember what you said yesterday? They caught the tumors early and you should be fine." "I can always hope." He replied. "Listen to me. You are going to be fine. You might have a surgery, remove the tumors, or you might go through chemotherapy. I don't know much about that area, but what I do know is that you're going to be okay. You're going to get out of this depressing hospital, I'm going to stop crying, and everything is going to be alright. Okay?' "Okay, yes, whatever you say Amber, the optimist." "You've got to be an optimist during sad things because it gives anyone hope, yah know?" "Like when you lost your memory?" "Whatever,
I'm an optimist. I've been doing some slight thinking about that whole situation. It's very frustrating, but I'm kinda glad it happened. I'm slowly figuring myself out again." "Yeah, I feel you. I'm proud of you! You wanna hear a story? " He asked. "Like a bed-time story in the morning?" I asked him. "Yeah, sure. You could call it that." He replied. "Sure, why not?" "Okay.
Once upon a time there was a girl. She was super athletic and very nosey. One day, she was on a nice run around the neighborhood when she noticed a family moving in down the street. She, being the Curious George she was, decided to help them move in. She was carrying in a box from the truck when she ran into an incredibly sexy male. Now this male, he thought that the girl was one of the most beautiful girls that he had ever seen. She kind-of friend-zoned him though, inviting him to go running with her sometime. He accepted and then they became very good friends. The end." "That. That was a brilliant story. I was kind of hoping that they would fall in love though." I replied to him. "Yeah same here." He told me. "Hey, since I'm ditching school anyways, let's go on a picnic later tonight." I told him. "You think they'll let me go?" He asked. "It's my 'dad', i'm pretty sure I can convince him." I told him. "Wait, we're not exactly on speaking terms. I kind of maybe of told him that I hated him yesterday." I thought afterwards. "Amber...Why would you say that?" He asked, looking disappointed. "I don't exactly know. I was upset?" I said, trying to reason with him. "Why were you upset my dear darling?" He asked. "You're an idiot. Look where we are right now, and the whole predicament we're in." I told him bluntly. I guess you could say that I'm getting slightly more blunt. I guess I used to not be? I'm not sure exactly. "well, yeah I guess this is kind of a slight setback on things." He stated. "A slight setback? Dude. A 'slight' setback is like breaking a bone or something, not landing yourself in the hospital due to a tumor in your stomach. " I told him 'nicely'. "Can we just get off of this topic already? I'm sorry for ruining your day, alright? I'm sorry for getting this tumor. I'm sorry for making your life so miserable. I'm sorry, okay?" He said, practically yelling. I jumped off of his bed and ran out of the room. This is just too much for one day. We were getting along so well, and then I have to go and screw everything up- like always. I was still running, where? I have no idea really. "ooomf." I exclaimed, running into someone. "I'm so sor-" Looking up, I saw that it was my own dang father. "Amber, are you okay?" He asked. I ran even further away from him. One more thing that I really don't feel like dealing with at the moment. I ran until I was outside the hospital and in my own car. Man, I loved that thing. I started to drive. I'm not sure where I'm exactly going, but it's far away from this place. This town is really quite beautiful if you look at it correctly. How can anything be so beautiful when the one person you care about most is dying? I know I said that everything would be okay, but I'm not okay. I'm not. The tears are slowly sliding down my face as I'm driving. "I need to park and get out" I told myself. I did just that. Turns out i'm at some park. It's nice looking I guess. There's this giant willow tree in the center. I walked over to it and sat down and let the emotions pour out of my face. There were only a few families at this park, so I had nothing to worry about really. This little boy did walk up over to me though. "Wats wong?" He asked. He had to of been about 2-4. I'm bad at determining ages. "Well, honey, someone I love just found out that he has cancer." I told the boy. "Jesus will take care of him." He told me. "He will?" I asked. "Jesus loves people!" He exclaimed. "Really?" I asked again. "Yes!" He shouted. He had blonde hair and adorable green eyes. I started to wipe my tears away with my hand, when the little boy joined me. "Jesus loves you too." He told me. "I know sweetie. Thank you. Where's your mommy though?" I asked. "Over there! He said, pointing to a middle aged woman in a wheelchair. "Well, she's probably worried about you, I'll take you over to her." I told the boy. I grabbed his hand and we walked over there together. "I'm Gabe, by the way." He mentioned. "Well, Gabe, you are quite extraordinary." I told him. We got to his mother finally. "Thanks for bringing him back, Gabe likes to meet new people." She told me. "It was no problem! He's one amazing boy." I told her. "I'm Amber," I said, sticking out my hand. "Lisa," she replied. "Well, it's nice to meet you, you've done really well raising Gabe, just to let you know." I mentioned. "Thank you! He's my gift from God. I'm thankful for every day I get with my little Gabe." She told me. "Well, I should probably get going," I told Lisa. "I kind of ran away from something." I finished. "Well, Amber I'll be praying for you. God bless!" I waved to her and Gabe and headed back to my car, thinking about so many things. I guess I've forgotten about God lately. My problems just seem to keep getting bigger and bigger. For the first time in a long time, I folded my hands together and started to pray. "Umm hey God. I guess I've forgotten about you for a while, I'm sorry about that. Please be with me and my emotional level as well as Nate who's in the hospital. I guess please help the relationship between my dad and I. Amen." Tears pouring out of my eyes, I slowly started to back out of the parking lot and head to the hospital again. It's a slight start I guess, talking to God again.
Ariving at the hospital was like a walk of shame almost. I had to face the weird stares from people, since I had just ran out probably an hour ago. I walked slowly back to Nate's room. I knocked on the door this time. I heard a slight "come in" and I did just that. "I'm sorry." I told him. "I shouldn't of run out like that." I added. "Oh princess. It's okay. I shouldn't of gotten so worked up an angry at you or myself." He told me. "I forgive you for everything, you have every single dang right to be frustrated or angry or confused, okay?" "Okay." I answered. "I forgive you too." I told him. "Good. Come here and give me a hug, because I need one." I walked over to him and laid inside his hospital bed, giving him a bear hug, because deep down inside, I needed one too.
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Teen Fiction“You, shouldn't have done that.” I playfully said to her. “Well. I thought it was a good idea at the time.” She huffed out. “Nah gorgeous, hate to burst your bubble, but look where we are right now.” I said, the words rolling right off of my tongue...
