4 Days Ago
"We can continue to medicate you to slow down the effects, but it will only hold off for, at most, a year and a half," the doctor spoke, sending a sympathetic smile to Luna, but she wasn't listening.
She wanted to get away from here, from everywhere. She wanted to disappear.
Her eyes landed on her phone. Ember had been trying to text her for most of the day, asking how she was or if she was better.
Luna ignored those, and instead pulled up the picture of Dragon, that he had sent her yesterday. However, she didn't stay on that picture for long; she went to her gallery and pulled up her favorite picture of Ember.
He had taken the picture with her at the convention, where she could easily hide behind a wig and a mask. She stared at the taller boy, his eyes crossed and his tongue stuck out, she had copied the look.
And a small laugh escaped her, as she set the picture as her wallpaper. Then another of him, with a dog filter, as her lock screen.
"Who's that?" Luna jumped the slightest, looking up to see a new doctor in her room, alone, with her. She smiled at Luna, her hands in the pockets of her white coat.
Luna frowned as she turned off her phone. She shrugged, looking at anything but the doctor.
"Someone that will probably never know why I'm gone," Luna said, blinking back the tears that brimmed her eyes. "He'll most likely think that I just decided I didn't want to be his friend anymore."
Luna forced a small laugh out of her mouth as she stared at the bedsheets of the hospital bed. What she had said was constantly going through her mind.
How bad would it be if I told him? She asked herself, looking at her phone as it went off again. The message scaring her more than anything.
'Are you ignoring me?'
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The Last Dance
Teen Fiction'I've had cancer all my life, and they don't know how much longer I'll last.' -- They met on social media and became close friends. But they both held secrets. Luna Myers was a cancer patient, and had been since birth. She had constantly been taking...
