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Rochelle's POV
I woke up in a tangled mess of duvet. I blinked a few times before sitting up. I looked at the clock and noticed I had only 20 minutes to get ready and get to Lexie's. I didn't panic though, it was like I couldn't. My whole body was just numb. My cheeks were still wet from the tears before and I felt like crying as I remember how Jenson had just pushed me away but I had no more tears to cry. I got up slowly and began to get dressed for what was sure to be one hell of a day.
Jenson's POV
My alarm was beeping like crazy but I didn't stop it. I hadn't slept all night, I had just lay in my bed. I still couldn't quite believe what was happening to me. Why me? I couldn't bear to even think about it. Instead I thought about Rochelle. I couldn't believe I pushed her away. Not having her close was almost painful. I missed her so much already but I had had to. She shouldn't have to deal with this.
I had to get up now, so I finally shut up the alarm and got out of bed. I felt tired but I had to go to school, I had to keep to routine, I had to keep to what I know. So I got up and got dressed, grabbed some breakfast and then got in the car and headed to the school. I was dreading facing Rochelle. It would be hard not to just wrap my arms around her and tell her that I was sorry. That's what I wanted to do but I had to do the right thing. This was the right thing to do. At least I hoped it was...
Rochelle's POV
Lexie came bouncing down the path to her house and gave me a quick hug.
"How's your head, babe?" she asked, looking concerned.
"It's fine" I said, surprised at how croaky my voice was. Lexie didn't look convinced.
"What happened?" she asked, squeezing my hand as we walked. I sighed. I had to talk to her. She was my best friend and right now I needed boy advice.
"You know Mr. Rogers - " I started and she grinned at me.
"I'm not going to tell a soul this, so spill all" she said. I smiled at her and then lauched into the whole story, the first kiss, the moment near the swing in the park, Jenson's attack, how we almost had sex, how he had told me he loved me, all the way up to the hospital scene. When I told her about him yelling at me to go she wrapped me in her arms.
"He'll have a good reason, he's a good man" she said, squeezing me so tight I could barely breath. A few tears started to fall.
"We can't have that" Lexie said, all motherly and she wiped my tears away with her fingers.
"You've got to look all amazing for Jenson so he'll know what he's lost" she said, smiling. I smiled weakly back, that was easier said than done. She sorted me out and then we walked into the school gates, me trying to hold my emotional self inside, while trying to look happy on the outside. How hard could it be?
I had Science last lesson today as it was a Monday and I was dreading it all day, of course that made time go ridiculously quickly. It was fifth lesson already, which happened to be Geography with I had with Marie. She didn't say a thing through the whole lesson because she could tell I didn't want to talk and I was mentally very grateful. Unfortunately though, the silence didn't make time go any slower and soon the bell was ringing for me to go to Science. I walked there slowly, knowing that being late would give him a reason to look at me.
My plan worked, when I got to the classroom everyone was sat down. Jenson looked up, his eyes so tired it looked like he hadn't slept at all. When he met my gaze he looked so upset that I couldn't really be angry.
"Sit down, Rochelle" he said in barely more than a whisper. Jackson smiled at me but I couldn't smile. It was hard enough not to cry at the moment so I sat down and stared at my desk.
That was all I did all lesson, and Jenson didn't come and ask me to do my work so I just stayed like that. When the bell went everyone left. I should've got up and left but I couldn't. I needed to talk to him. Just to understand. He went to walk out the door.
"Jenson" I called, tears already falling down my cheeks. He turned and I saw the pain and sacrifice in his eyes.
"Please don't go" I whispered. He sighed and shut the door. He then leant against the wall, arms crossed, staring blankly ahead.
"Jenson, I love you, and you said you loved me, you can't just turn your back on this when something gets difficult. I don't know what you got told in that office but I want to help, I want to be a part of it. I don't see how anything could make you hate me so much" I said, my voice faltering at the end of my mini speech.
"I don't hate you" he whispered.
"Then why?" I asked, knowing he knew what I was talking about. He turned and hit the wall with his fist.
"You should go" he said, but I saw the tears running down his face.
"No" I said, stubbornly.
"I don't want to put you through this" he whispered, his shoulders shaking with sobs. I moved towards him. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his back, as he was still turned. He didn't move to hug me back, but he didn't move away either.
"I want to be part of what's happened, you can't just keep pushing me away every time something gets hard" I repeated.
"I love you" I whispered and he turned. He sighed a conclusive sigh.
"Can't you just drop it" he said, wiping his tears away.
"No I can't" I said, tightly, folding my arms.
"For God's sake, Rochelle, did it ever cross your mind that I just don't like you anymore?" he yelled, just more tears came and I could see the lie in his eyes.
"That's a lie, you know it, I know it" I yelled back.
"YOU want it to be a lie" he screamed at me.
"Just fucking tell me" I argued back, not caring how loud we were yelling.
"I've got cancer" he screamed, and then he dropped to his knees and sobbed into his hands. I froze and my stomach dropped. He couldn't have.
"What type?" I said in a croaky voice.
"I've got a brain tumour" he said, through his tears. I then did all I knew to do and I ran to him and I wrapped my arms around him.
"It's going to be okay" I whispered to him while I held him tightly. I wished I knew it was going to be okay. I wish that I knew that I was certain. He couldn't die. He just couldn't.
