Alesha
MY PHONE RANG AND Amanda's name showed up as who was calling.
I picked up the phone, saying, "hey, Mandy."
She responded by asking in between sobs, "can you over right now?"
Amanda must have received the diagnosis for the biopsy and it sounded like it was either really good or really bad. That meant Amanda either didn't have breast cancer or she did.
"I'll be at your house in fifteen," I replied. "Do you need me to bring anything over with me? Ice cream?"
"No," she spoke in between still heavy sobs. Amanda sounded like a wreak, leading me to think that the result of the biopsy was not good. "Just yourself."
"I'll see you in fifteen minutes, Mandy. I'm leaving right now," I said calmly, attempting to calm down Amanda's crying.
"Thank you, Alesha," she whispered and then hung up on the call.
I got my purse and got into my car as soon as I could after Amanda had hung up on our call. She obviously needed someone to comfort her right now and she wanted me to do it for her.
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I got to Amanda's house in under fifteen minutes and knocked on the door. She didn't come to the door so I let myself in with the key Amanda had hidden underneath the potted plant by her front door. I looked around downstairs and I couldn't find her.
"Amanda?" I called out as I went up the stairs.
"In here," her hoarse voice answered from Amanda's bedroom. I opened the door and I saw Amanda curled up on her bed with her eyes closed.
Her face was red from crying and there were tear tracks on her face. I got onto Amanda's bed and pulled her into my lap.
"Let me guess, the result of the biopsy wasn't good," I said to her. Amanda opened her eyes and I saw how red they were from how much she had been crying. She nodded her head and I brought my body down over hers so I could hug her.
"It's cancerous and invasive," Amanda replied softly, tears starting to gather in her eyes again. I moved by body off of her's and she sat up.
"It's breast cancer," I spoke in shock softly. I swiftly hugged Amanda and she leaned into the hug so I held onto her. Amanda wrapped her hands around my back and they dangled against my back as she suck deeper into the hug.
"I have to get a nipple sparing double mastectomy in two weeks," Amanda announced as I continued to hug her. I rubbed her back, trying to comfort the blonde woman. "And then I have to get chemo."
My eyes widened at the announcement in shock. With the mastectomy, Amanda's chest would be flat without the presence of her breasts. I already knew that I would still have a crush on her no matter if she didn't have breasts or not.
"Do you want me to go with you when you go for the surgery as support?" I asked her, releasing Amanda from the hug I had been giving her.
"Yes. I want you and my daughters to be with me when I go in," Amanda replied, hastily wiping away a tear that had fallen. She looked down at her chest and tears started to fall. "I'm not going to have breasts in two weeks."
"Amanda, you can get reconstruction on them. It really doesn't matter if you have breasts or not," I spoke to her, trying to comfort her. Or to me, I added mentally.
"Would you love me even if I was missing breasts, Alesha?" Amanda asked out of the blue, shocking me slightly. It was as if she had read my mind.
"As a best friend?" I replied cautiously. I didn't know what Amanda was going to say to me next.
"No, like romantically. I've had a crush on you for a while now," Amanda responded, squirming slightly on her side of the bed.
"Really?" I ventured to ask.
"Yeah. I think I'm in love with you, Alesha and I've felt that way since I first met you six years ago," Amanda replied and then added, "even while I was married I had romantic feelings for you."
"That's a long time for a crush," I spoke, still some what in shock over what Amanda had told me. I hadn't expected her to have a crush on me at all and she didn't know that I had a crush on her, though at some points, she probably suspected that I did.
Amanda even knew that I was bisexual because I had come out to David, Simon, and her two years ago. She knew that I liked girls and I tended to like petite girls like her.
Amanda was short and almost everything about her was petite. I knew that with many clothing brands she bought, she would have to buy petite clothes. She hadn't changed much after giving birth to her two daughters, Hollie and Lexi.
"Do you feel better after me comforting you, 'Manda?" I asked her as I brought her into another hug. The woman had come out to me as also loving girls and I knew how hard it was to come out of the closet to close friends.
"Yes, but would you spend the night in case I start crying again?" Amanda asked in response.
"I will. Just let me go home and grab some clothes," I replied as I let go of Amanda and got up from her bed.
"Okay. I'll see if I can find something for us to have as dinner," Amanda responded, shooing me out of her bedroom. I laughed as Amanda tried to push me out of the door way without success and I went downstairs.
Since I knew Amanda's feelings for me, I had to tell her mine but I wanted to tell her when we were going to bed. I knew that Amanda's house was small and she didn't have a guest room so it meant that I was sleeping in the same bed as Amanda.
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Hey guys! Here's a new chapter and it's Alesha's point of view. What do you think is going to happen with them sleeping in the same bed and they both have crushes on each other? How do you think that is going to go over?
I'm currently at school right now and I'm writing this author's note just after my yoga class during school as enrichment. It felt so good and I find yoga really easy for me. Please comment what you loved about this chapter! Bye until the next chapter!
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FanfictionAmanda Holden had a mammogram and the doctor found a lump in her breast tissue. When a man comes on the BGT stage in London and sings I'm Gonna Love You Through It by Martina McBride, Amanda runs off after the audition finishes. Alesha Dixon, the wo...