I'm not mental

She's fading...

(This is the next to LAST final chapter,play the music to make it feel more dramatic I guess idfk.)

Lana's POV

Dale pulled my arm and took me away from the others towards an ice cream shop. It was Charles goodie good ice creams! "Why are we at Charles?" I asked, Dale just stayed silent, as we entered, Charles smiled but then walked over to us.

"Dale, what's wrong?" He asked as Dale gripped onto my hand tightly, I wince shaking my hand away from him, I walk over a table with an old lady sitting there alone eating rainbow ice cream.

I stare at her, her hands were shaking each time she ate a spoonful of ice cream, she could barely even swallow it, it kept falling into the bowl. I began to wonder how long she was her, suddenly, a male nurse comes in putting her back softly.

"How are we doing, Muriel?" He asked as Muriel, the old lady, slowly nodded trying gesture that she's fine.

"What's wrong with her uh..Donavan?" I ask reading Donavan's tag, "Oh well, Muriel here is on her last days of life." He replied. I covered my mouth gasping softly, "I'm very sorry, um..what's the cause?" He sighed, sitting in between us, looking devastated.

"Muriel is...going to die cause the cancer is spreading towards her heart-" My eyes got watery, my heart was already beating 20 times per seconds, and before you know it, I broke down to tears.

"W-why are you crying?!" He asked, putting his hands on my shoulders, "I-it's just that m-my b-best friend has c-cancer!" I spoke between sobs.

"Oh honey, who is your friend, maybe we can give him chemotherapy!" He smiled sadly, I tried to catch my breath, wiping my tears. "His name is Alan Buckhart.." Donavan stood up quickly, putting Muriel in her wheelchair.

"Where is he?" He said, I gave him my house's address, "A-and tell him I uh..I said hi..And my name's Lana!" I shouted as he rolled Muriel to the car and drove off like flash.

Later on, after an hour of eating like 10 bowls of ice cream, Dale and Charles came out of the office looking dead serious.

"Ok, you're eating ice cream, so my jobs done." Charles said, backing up a little, "Lana, I have some news...and they're..." "I know." I said.

"You What?" Dale jaw dropped. "I know Alan has lung cancer." I said as Charles went away to his office or the backdoor to smoke a cigarette quickly.

"...That's not what-" Dale was cut off my his phone ringing, he picked up the call either pissed or just impatient. "What, What, What is it?!" He hissed to whoever was one the phone.

His face went pale, his eyes stopped being so dark, and his hair lost a little color..Or maybe it was just me. "Ok..Yea she's right here with me..We're in an ice cream shop!" He said, I tilted my head confused.

He handed me his phone, I look at it and it's Alan! I smile, took a deep breath. "Hey Alan!" I said, "Lana." His voice sounded weak and frail.

"Whoa there, why do you sound like you're dying?" I ask, "That's cause I am, silly." He replied, my eyes got watery again and tears fell down my cheeks. "Don't cry, cause thanks to you I...I'm getting checked up." I laughed and sniffled at the news.

"So don't worry about me, cause I'm gonna make it..I'm gonna make it out alive for you." He said, after a long silence, I heard some rapid beeping, Alan slowly began to breath faster and I heard a clank, the phone seemed to fall off his hand. "ALAN!" I screamed as Donavan picked up the phone, "Lana, I'm sorry but we need to commence the operation!" He hung up.

I look down, trembling, Dale gave me a hug which prevented the waterworks to start pouring. "He'll be ok, he'll be ok, he's a strong dude." Dale said, I hear whispers growing loud in my left ear, I try to ignore them but I saw Alice behind Dale.