Chapter 2:
I awoke again in that same blue room, no one was with me, I was completely alone. I wondered if my parents had told Zach, he’d be here crying over my bed not letting anyone touch me. They’d eventually have to carry him out, kicking and screaming.
I looked at the clock and knew why no one was here; it was 2 o’clock in the morning. I sighed, why me? Did I do something wrong that the big man didn’t like? Tears started coming down my face again; I just wanted to know why. I cried myself to sleep that night, my last thought was that there would be a lot of nights of me crying myself to sleep.
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In the morning my mother came, my father came, my grandparents came, aunts, uncles, everyone. I smiled and talked with them but I felt like this was a funeral, my funeral, everyone coming to say sorry to my parents. After the parade of people left it was only me and my mother, and it was awkward.
“Did you sleep well?” My mother asked.
“No,” I said bluntly, I mean I wasn’t going to lie.
“Oh,” Her face fell, “I love you, and want to tell you the doctors found out why you have it,”
“Where did I get it from?” I asked curiously.
“My great-great-great grandma had brain cancer, that’s where the lineage was from, I’m sorry,” She looked down at her hands. I understand, she thought this was her fault, great.
“Mom, It isn’t your fault, it just happened. I’ll get through it, I’m a big girl.” Shoot, should not have said that.
“I know, and that’s why this is hard baby! You can’t get through this by yourself; this is something we will all be with you for. I know we’ve raised you to get things done by yourself, to be independent. But with something like this, you can’t be independent,” My mother said with enthusiasm, but the power behind her words faded when she started crying.
“I know I’m not going to get through this by myself, but, stop crying! You’re not the one with cancer,” I snapped at her. Of course that made her cry more, “Ugh, mom, you’re giving me a headache, leave please,” I knew I was being bitchy, and looking back I should not have said that, but I did.
“Fine, but remember you are not going to get through this by yourself,” She huffed at me then slammed the door shut behind her.
I didn’t care though, at least I was alone. I turned the TV on and flipped through tons of stupid channels, of course there was nothing on at all. I finally found a good show about some wizards when a mean looking doctor barged into my room.
“Kayce Smith, hello, my name is Dr. Tyler,” He said while flipping through my patient folder. “Cancer, oh that sucks. How old are you?”
“I’m ten, fifth grade,” I mumbled.
“Hmm, young too. Well what happens, happens!” I instantly did not like him, I really hoped he wasn’t my doctor—“I’m going to be your doctor during the procedures and surgeries, everything’s going to go very smoothly,” Great.
With that he smiled and left. He was a very straightforward doctor, for some people that would be bad. But I didn’t care, I didn’t care about anything. I turned back to my TV show, which unfortunately changed to some show about blue people. Lunch came, dinner came, my dad came too, not my mom though I had a feeling she wouldn’t come for a while.
Visiting hours ended and my dad had to go and as families all filed out noise went to a low. Laughing stopped, the fakeness stopped and I heard some people crying. I decided I needed a walk, my legs were numb and I did not want to get fat in this hospital.
I grabbed my IV and walked down my hallway but at the end a crabby nurse told me that I wasn’t supposed to be out and forced me back into my room. I fell into a fitful sleep with nightmares about me dying from cancer, but I still didn’t care. Not at all.
A/N: Whoo! Finally got another chapter up, this chapter was kinda boring, i know. But it was a filler for the next chapter which is placed in a couple years. Thats why its like, I shouldnt have said that. This is her remembering it. Wellll i hoped you enjoyed love you all!! <3
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