Chapter 1

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I woke up to someone being in the room, the noise a bit too loud, i opened an eye lazily and gazed over to see Karen opening the cabinet and placing some white blankets in there. I wiped my eyes to get the sleepiness away.

"Good morning" i greeted her as i stretched and yawned loudly, causing her to smile kindly at me.

"Oh, good morning, i didn't mean to wake you up" her warm voice spoke, making me somehow feel safe. 

"It's okay" i assured, another yawn following behind. She excused herself and got out. 

I started preparing for my day and went to the small bathroom connected to this room, and washed my face, brushed my teeth and stepped in the shower for a quick wash. I placed a little amount of shampoo in my palm and started rubbing my scalp. I always miss the feeling of my long hair. I dried myself and  got a pair of denim skinny jeans and a purple t-shirt and put them on, wearing my sneakers and placing my off-white hat over my head, i was finally done.

I walked out of the room and into the depressing hospital aisles, greeting some nurses on the way, and when i reached the front gate, i walked out, it was pleasant to take a walk after being in that room for too long.

I headed to a nearby park, there was a garden specialized for the hospital patients only, though. But, i just prefer public parks because it hold life in them, it was a wonderful thing to witness; kids running with their parents following behind, couples holding hands and staring at each other with nothing but love, guys playing football, families on picnics, i smiled at the beautiful sights in front of me, it was nice knowing that people have someone to make them happy. And i can't help but wish to have one.

I suddenly fell to the floor after bumping into someone, i looked up and saw a lady in probably her mid-thirties. She looked down at me and gasped, apologizing passionately, i assured her that everything was alright and got up with a bit of her help. I took a refreshing breath of the fresh air and walked over to my usual place under a large tree.

I took a seat under it and leaned my back on the tree trunk, picking at the moist green grass that surrounded me, it was a nice way of relaxing before i had to go back to the hospital, and to my chemotherapy. They have to insert a catheter into my forearm for a couple of hours; it was hard having blood cancer, the chemotherapy was and still is the hardest thing, loosing my hair being the second hardest, people would always give me second glances and treat me differently, like I'm a fragile china doll, it gets exhausting sometimes.

I checked my wrist watch and it was 10:50 A.m, meaning that my chemo session starts in ten minutes. I frowned not wanting to leave, but jogged back to the hospital any way. I passed by the emergency corridor on my way, and peeked my head inside watching a guy covering his face with his hands and sliding down the wall, a bit of tattoos covering his arms which were exposed due to his sleeve being lifted up, i was about to walk up to him for comfort when i remembered my session.

Hurrying to my room, i took of my shoes and hat off, stripping out of my clothes, and replacing them with the hospital gown i got provided with daily. I got called Three minutes later to start the session, i breathed in before following Karen towards the designated room. This wasn't my first chemo session, and i remember my first one as if it was yesterday, i remember my brown hair falling freely down my face, i remember the pain i felt, the screams i let out, the fallen tears, it was surely the hardest thing i had to do. I sighed and tried to get the sad image out of my head. I walked in the room to finish this stupid session quickly.

I lay lifelessly on my bed, chemotherapy sessions would always make me tired, and most times even worse, i took a rest for a fairly long time, at least until i felt comfortable with eating. I got up and went to the hospital's cafeteria. I picked up a tray and took some food that could've been better, at least today we were having potato stew for lunch. As i was walking to my usual table, i greeted Sarah on the way.

Sarah used to be my nurse before Karen, they both have the sweetest personalities ever. when i sat at the table, i saw a familiar guy, i have seen him before, but where?.

And then it ringed, he was the guy from the emergency corridor. I recognized him from his blonde hair, and his somewhat rosy cheeks that went against the look his tattoos were giving. I debated whether i should talk to  him or not, it may be a bad idea, but i did it anyway. I carried my tray and walked over to his table

"Is this seat taken?" i asked gesturing to the seat next him, he shook his head without even looking at me, so i sat anyway. 

"I'm Anastasia, but you cqn call me Ana" i introduced myself, extending my hand for him to shake. 

"Can you leave me alone, I'm going through a hard time right now, and i'm not in the mood to have a chat" he explained and i felt the blood rush to my cheeks, of embarrassment. I knew this was a bad idea.

"Okay, sorry" i apologized and stood up, carrying my tray back to my table, which was now occupied with a patient and a nurse. i sighed and rolled my eyes.

I have to learn not to let my curiosity get the best of me

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