Drama, Tears, and Love.

Chapter 17: Depression

Stacy's POV
"Your dog...Page...She...Has Cancer." For a second my heart stopped beating, and a tear ran down my cheek. I wanted to believe this was all a dream, that Page was perfectly fine, with me. "Her Cancer is getting worse by the second, I'm sorry Miss Hinojosa, she might not make it." The doctor's words became muffled to me, as everything became a blur. I tripped, trying to find Page through the rooms. My vision was getting fuzzier, and shouting and murmuring slowly faded out.

Bee's POV
Me and Lizzie impatiently waited at our dining table. I closed my eyes and concentrated. I slammed my fist onto the table. "Stacy's not okay. We have to go." I grabbed my keys and Lizzie grabbed my arm. "What about Tiffany?" Lizzie's eyes were filled with worry. "Hey guys, I'm here!" Tiff exploded out the door, with a grin on her face. I grabbed her arm, and dragged both of them out the room.

"RED WAIT!" I hollered at the top of my lungs, as I saw the red car stop. We had just rushed down the stairs, and made it in time. We piled in quickly. "To the vet." The ride was quiet, and nerve wracking. Lizzie filled in on what had happened to Tiff and Red. I stared at the window, wondering how Stacy was feeling. Lizzie, Tiffy, and Stacy were all sisters to me. I love them so much, I don't want Stacy to be hurt. The car parked and we rushed into the vet. "Stacy?" Lizzie called out. I screamed and saw her on the ground. "Whats wrong?" I asked a doctor. "She's fainted, I presume you are her friends?" The doctor asked. We all nodded, and he led us to a room, as we helped carry Stacy to a bed that was fit for a big dog. "Right now, her dog is experiencing lots of pain due to cancer. We're not sure she'll make it out alive." I didn't look at the doctor, and stared at Stacy. Tears were still falling from her closed eyes, and she twitched every now and then. "Sir, can you call us back when Page is done?" Red stood up. "We'll take her home." Tiff finished. The doctor nodded, and we once again piled into the car. Tiff was sitting in the front with Red, while me and Lizzie seat belted Stacy. I quickly texted Will, Joel, and Graser in a chat that I just made.

B: Guys, come to our apartment rn. We'll let you in.
J: What? Why??
B: No time to explain, just come.
G: Is Stace okay?
B: JUST COME!!!
W: Sheesh okay, why so frustrated?
B: BECAUSE STACY IS IN PAIN.
G: Coming now.

I sighed as I turned off my phone as we parked in the underground parking. We lifted Stacy into the elevator, and into our room. We placed her on the couch, and watched her. There was a knock at the door, and Lizzie raced over to open it. Lizzie tumbled down as Graser knocked her out of the way. He rushed to Stacy's side, with worried eyes. "Gee, how polite." Lizzie mumbled, then her face lit up as she saw Joel.

"So, Page is basically dying right now." Will awkwardly said. "Yes, don't rub it in our faces." I snapped. Will looked hurt, and nodded. "Stacy should be in her bed." Pointed out Tiff. Graser stood up, and I pushed him down. "Let the GIRLS handle it." I shot Graser a look, and me, Tiff, and Lizz carried Stacy and plopped her onto her bed. Molly and Milquetoast pounced onto her, with curiosity. I opened the door and closed it again. I waltzed over to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and got a glass of milk. I opened a cabinet and grabbed a cookie jar. "What are you looking at?" I snapped at the boys, and they turned away from me. I trotted back to my room, and placed the snacks on her bed side table. "Bee, I know you're worried about Stacy. And we all are, but please try not to release your frustration on us." Lizzie looked me in the eyes, and I nodded. Suddenly Stacy began to move and mumble, and my hopes soared. "What happened.." she murmured, fluttering open her eyes. Straight away, it seemed as she remembered, and she became screaming. "WHERE'S PAGE?! I WANT TO SEE HER. SHE'S NOT HURT!" Stacy screamed as tears rolled down her cheeks. Tiff and Lizzie calmed her down, but she couldn't stop screaming. "PAGE IS NOT DYING. WHERE IS SHE-" I stuffed a cookie into Stacy's mouth, and she obeyed and ate it. I heard footsteps approaching, and I rolled my eyes. "Leave it Graser. You can talk to her later." I sighed and went back to Stacy. Milquetoast sat on Stacy, as she stared at him like it was a monster. Stacy rubbed her eyes, and sighed. She stuffed another cookie in her mouth, and drank some milk. She rose from her bed, and went into the living room. "Stace? Are you alright?" Joel stood up. "Stacy? You okay? Need help?" Graser rushed over to her but she ignored him. Stacy took the dog food and cat food bag, and refilled Molly and Milquetoast's bowls. She stared at Page's and filled hers too. She then grabbed her backpack which was beside the door, and slammed her binder onto the table. She began doing homework. "What? After all that? You're gonna do homework?" Asked Graser in disbelief. "You don't even know what I'm going through. You don't understand. Your cats haven't died yet." Stacy glared and I followed the girls into their room. "Let's give Stacy some space." I suggested. We all nodded, and began tapping on our phones.

Lizzie's POV
It had been three days since Page died, and we bowed our heads in sorrow as we placed flowers beside her grave. Stacy had a emotionless look on her face, as Molly sniffed Page's grave. Molly could sense what had happened, and she whimpered. I went into Joel's car as Bee, Stacy, Graser, and Will went in another. Stacy wasn't her usual self anymore. She would quietly do homework, eat, and sleep. For hours she would stare at Page's dog bed. I was being to worry about her. "Will Stacy ever recover?" I asked. Joel shrugged. I waved to Joel as he drove away. Me and Tiff entered our room, as we realized that Bee and Stacy weren't here yet. I stroked Molly's fur as I cleaned her paws. Milquetoast greeted us with a cuddle, not knowing what had happened. School had resumed as usual, but Stacy was so quiet and depressed that we were the exact same as well.

Stacy's POV
I didn't want to talk to anyone. I didn't care what they said, trying to comfort me. Oli, Mirro, Shelby, Wendy, and Nathan probably found out, because they started cheering me up. To be honest, I didn't think Oli's panda jokes were funny and Wendy and Nathan's book talks. Joey tried to cheer me up too, and Graser would just bug me. He didn't understand when to leave people alone. Also lately, I've been getting teased more from Callum and Scott. Lots of things burned right now in life. Page would have made it so much better if she was with me.

A/N Sad ;-; I don't wanna make anything cringes or cheesy, but I've experienced depression. It's really unexplainable, it's hard to go through. I'm experiencing family problems, school problems, friend problems, and much more. If u need to let our ur sadness talk to me ;) let's cry together. okie cyaaa <3