Treatment had been
Going on for
About three weeks,
And I was literally
Sick of it.
I throw up
All the time,
I told you
One day.
I can hardly
Eat any food,
And I'm weak.
I'm pale, Adam.
Not that I
Was ever tan before,
But I'm super pale.
I don't want
To do this anymore.
You just looked away,
Not meeting my eyes,
And said,
You need to
Do it, Macy.
It's important for
Your health,
You know that.
I became angry.
Who were you
To tell me
What I needed
To treat this disease?
When did you get
Your oncology degree?
I can do
As I please,
Adam. It's my
Body, and I
Can stop treatment
Any time I want.
You glared at me,
Anger visible in
Your eyes, and
Left. I don't know
Where you went
That day, but
I know that
I was alone,
And I started to cry.
I was miserable,
And I didn't
Want to continue
With the chemo.
But I knew
That my mother
Would be crushed
If I died,
So I continued
To go through
With the medicine.
-
I'm sorry,
You told me
Over the phone
Later that night.
The time was
Around two a.m.,
And my mother
Was fast asleep
In the chair
In the corner.
I know,
I said back,
I am, too.
I want to
Go home, love.
I'm sick of
Being in this room
All the time.
I heard you
Sigh on
The other side.
I know, babe.
It'll get better soon.
You hung up
A few minutes later,
And I went to sleep.
-
The next morning,
I was discharged
From the hospital,
And I got
To go home.
My brothers were
Ecstatic to see me,
But after a while,
They went back
To their video games.
I sat on the couch
And didn't go
Anywhere. It didn't
Matter, though because
I didn't feel like
Going anywhere.
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Adam & Macy | ✓
Short StoryMacy (n) ; a petite, shy girl who barely ever talks Adam (n) ; the boy who is determined to change her life