Their Guy

Epilogue

Marlene's POV

My eyes felt heavy as I struggled to push them open. It felt like the world was on them as I tried to open them and take a small peak outside.

With a final breath, I tried for the final time and my eyes opened.

The world outside was bright. Too bright and my eyes were sore from staying shut for so long. How long had I been out for? A day? A month? A year?

The last thing I remembered was the anesthesia kicking in before I went into surgery and Leah's hand pulling away from mine.

If I was awake now, it only meant that one of two things had happened.

1. My soul had surprisingly made to heaven or

2. The operation had been successful and my body had accepted Leah's bone marrow.

Thankfully it was the latter because I don't think you had a fan and a hospital bed filled with flowers in heaven.

I was alive and cancerfree.

After everything, I'd finally survived and made it through. It was like a new hope had been kindled in me. I could live my life, go to college and do everything I thought I wouldn't be able to do.

I'd have a good life with Leah and Ryden.

I felt a pang of pain in my heart when I thought of him.

Ryden, the boy I'd loved for so long and the boy who I thought loved me back.

It hurt that he wasn't mine anymore, but I couldn't live knowing that he and Leah shared feelings for each other and couldn't get together because of me.

They'd already lost out on a lot because of me and I didn't want then losing anymore. I wanted the two people I loved the most to be happy together.

But were they?

I had no clue. I had no clue what happened when I was in surgery or after that. I'd been enveloped in a calm darkness till I opened my eyes.

Suddenly, I heard a scream and my eyes wiped upwards to see my mom standing at the door with her hand covering her mouth.

"My baby," she cried running towards me, a smile spreading across her face. Her soft motherly hands wiped away the tears from my eyes and cupped my cheek. "Marlene you're alive. You're alright."

"I made it Mommy," I whispered as an another tear rolled down my cheek. "I made it."

"I always knew you would," she said holding my hand. "Oh Marlene, I was so scared I would lose you."

"Me too," I whispered staring into the eyes that I'd inherited from her. The same eyes that had motivated me all throughout my struggle, the same ones that had always stood by my side.

"Hang on there okay?" She said. "I'll call the nurse and your father."

"No," I said. "Don't go please! I don't know if something will happen to me. "This is too good to be true."

"But it's true Marlene," my mom smiled kising my forehead. "Your cancer has gone and now you're perfectly fine. Nothing will happen to you baby."

She was gone only for a couple of seconds before she returned with my father. When my dad saw me, it looked as if he'd aged twenty years younger. You could see that he'd been overworked in the tired set of his eyes, struggling to raise money for my treatment for 8 months straight.

But I was cured now, he didn't have to struggle anymore.

"Hey dad," I said a tear of joy rolling down my face as he scanned me, making sure I was alive. "I'm alright."