Our Fault In The Stars

Chapter 2

It's almost been a month since Augustus Waters died. I have visited his grave everyday, wishing he was still here to tell him about Peter Van Houten and Anna. How his daughter died of leukemia.

I have wished I had died instead of him because he has much more in life. He wasn't a depressed person that had trouble making friends. I wish I could've died too so we could be living together. I hope that now he's living in a good afterlife where he has his two legs and whatnot.

I turned 17 last month. I basically cried the whole day because he wasn't here with me. Lately I've been having really bad cramps and headaches but I wont tell my parents because there's a 99.9% chance they'll take me to the hospital.

Right now I am crying and I feel like puking. And my mom is running up the stairs asking me if I'm okay.

"I'm fine" I say.

"No you're not" she replied.

I puked on a trash can next to my bed.

All I could think was shit she's gonna take me to the hospital. And I was right.

Luckily my tumor had not grown at all. And my lungs were okay. I mean they weren't okay. Because they were full of crap. But they were okay.

Once we got home I went up to my bed and stared reading AIA again.

I only thought of Augustus even more now. I felt tears run out of my eyes. They hit the pages in the book.

A couple of minutes later I fell asleep. A deep, silent, beautiful sleep.

It was about 3:17am when I woke up with a painful ache in my stomach.

"Hazel are you okay?" I heard my mom yell.

"NO". I heard myself reply.

Nothing was okay.

I passed out for about an hour I think. Or even more.

I woke up to the sound of the heart monitors beeping. I felt half awake and half asleep.

"Gus", I said as someone touched my hand.

"Not its your mother", replied mom.

"What's wrong", I asked.

"Nothing's wrong Hazel." Said dad.

"But we have news for you", said one of the nurses.

"Okay...what is it.? Am I finally dying?!" I replied.

"No. You're pregnant." Said my mom. I couldn't tell wether she was angry, happy, sad, or excited.

"I'm what?!??"

"Hazel you never told us you had sex." Said my mom.

"Gus" I whispered.

"When?" Said mom.

"Amsterdam" I replied. "Don't hate me."

"Hazel we don't hate you. We are actually happy. We're gonna he grandparents" I heard my dad say.

So now I'm pregnant. And I'm not quite sure what I feel about it. At least now I will have 1 reason to live.