Hysteria (studxstud)

19. Sad Movies

Jay's POV

Life was so mysterious. We never know what might happen and when it might happen. I had a dream that Cris and I went hiking and we were happy but my grandma always told me that dreams never walked straight and here I am witnessing that first hand. I had another dream that I was getting married and my grandma also used to say that dreaming of weddings meant death. In the last dream leading up to the event, I saw my grandma and she said, "don't worry my child. I will look after her."
I woke up in tears because I had a bad feeling about all of this. Crystal's surgery was set for two days from now and we were all confident that things would pull through but who was I kidding? Life is unfair and the universe always takes the good ones first. Cris found love with Shane but there's just something off about her since recently, she seems pretty distant and she's always whispering. Julio is always upset like she knows something but doesn't wanna say anything. I was petrified, I am every meaning of the word terrified. I fear that I was losing my best friend and I lost sleep over it.

I watched her dad talk to doctors and nurses. I watched her mom pull her hair out as the bills were getting expensive and Jamaica didn't have the resources so they had to outsource them.

"Why don't you take her overseas for the surgery?" A nurse asked her mom one day while we were all sitting looking distressed.
"She wouldn't want that," Shane answered before everyone else could process the question. I stared at her shook as hell because she didn't have the right to be talking like that.
Her mom sighed and held down her head knowing she couldn't rebut but I wondered why she didn't say anything. Why didn't she say yes knowing medical overseas was way better than what we had out here.

The cancer was spreading fast so they needed to act now. I was crying for nothing these days. I did exams, they were telling me to put them off until next year but I couldn't do that. I needed to get them over with.

They weren't allowing her any visitors and it was stressing my mind. I wanted to see her so badly the stress was physically showing on me. I was avoiding Julio and my mom, I stayed at my aunt's and she never questioned anything. She just knew I was going through a rough time and she did her best to help me get over it but there was no way that I could get over the fact that my best friend of almost 7 years was in a hospital bed waiting for surgery to correct lung cancer, of everything it had to be cancer right? Lung cancer at that for Christ sakes!

Did I mention that I was stressed the hell out? So stressed I went walking after 3 in the morning just to clear my head but it never seems to clear up because all my thoughts kept gravitating towards my best friend. Damn, it was always about her. When we were in high school she would get most of the attention, all the girls wanted her and I didn't mind because I was with the love of my life at the time. She was always in the limelight and even now she was still shining. Everyone was distraught when the news got out. Why were they sad? She was mean to all of them, she broke majority of those girls hearts and they hated her for it especially since she went stud for stud and wasn't afraid to hide it.

I'm still watching Shane, she hasn't seen Cris either but she wasn't the most
fazed by this. I heard her fucking some other bitch last week, they were so loud Julio and I decided to sleep at my place. It didn't stop there because the girls kept coming and the noises louder. I was hardly sleeping these nights anyways but I was so over it I went into her room with some ice cold water and drowned the muthafuckers. Have some goddamn respect nigga. Shit!

It was the day of the surgery and we were all there in the waiting room biting our damn fingers off. I needed to get the edge off and since Half-Way Tree was nearby I decided to take a walk to clear my mind. I saw Rody and she offered to walk back with me, I haven't seen her in ages because we went to separate sixth forms.

When I got back, despite the fact that I was laughing at Rody's jokes my whole mood was solemn and I could feel that something was off. I looked to the left corridor to see a man in a lab coat with a red cooler in his hand and behind him was Shane with a briefcase. What were they talking about? I didn't have a good feeling. I grabbed onto Rody's hand and dragged her into the waiting room to see everyone crying. The surgery shouldn't be over as yet, they said she would be "under the knife" for at least 4 hours.

I stared at Cris' mom with fear in my heart as Julio walked up behind me. She looked up to meet my eyes and I could see everything. It was all clear as day now but I needed to hear it from the doctor who performed the surgery. I walked the corridors aimlessly hoping to find myself, Cris or the doctor. When I finally stumbled across the surgeon I grabbed his coat collars and pulled his face down to meet mine and I whispered between sobs for him to tell me and I was on the floor in a heap when he said,

"I'm sorry young las, you're friend, she didn't make it."

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Next chap is the last chap guys.
I'm mad sad tbh 😭
This chap ended with exactly 1000 words, I'm so satisfied.

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