Damaged

Chapter 20

Oh dear God this is gonna be a sad part of my story to write. Let me try not to cry well writing it...
Wait until the end. It's pretty sad for Miley
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All the guys in my class, Alexa and I, were crowded around a table in Humanities class.
Second last day of school, also know as no work!

We were sat on either sides of the desk, Daniel holding his phone as we all watched yet another comedy video.

I laughed at the actions on the screen until Daniel moved his phone up so I couldn't see anymore, only allowing everyone except me to view the screen.
I looked at him as he watched me while doing so.

Wtf? I said to myself in my head.

I glared at him as he knew what he had done.
There wasn't even I reason for it.
I never even did anything to the idiot.

But it's fine.
I guess I did talk to Jayne about him quite often and we talked about how much we disliked him.

I think the main reason for it was because he had liked me since day one of school this year and he thought I liked him back.
But really, he was not at all my type.

"What ever." I mumbled. Turning away to look at my own phone instead.

The next few moments were filled with anger before I stormed off to break.

*One new message*

Cameron
Hi baby
Me
Hey. Sorry I'm a bit busy. Chat later.

I put down my phone and talked to Alexa.

*

"Alexa?" I shot out of bed as the ring of my phone woke me.

She was crying.

"I need help." She breathed heavily and I imagined tears running down her face.

"What's wrong? Where are you?" I felt worry run through my bones.
A rush of warm blood forcing my heart to beat faster.

"I'm by Starbucks. On the way home."

"Alexa don't move. I'm coming."

I hung up the phone and pulled a pair of Superstars and a black hoodie on.

I quietly snuck out the house. Leaving all lights off.

I picked up a skate board on my way out and sped off to find Alexa.

I spotted her and jumped off the skateboard. Now running with all my energy.

She sat on the road, head in her lap.

"Alexa?" I put my hands around her.

"It's my cancer." She says.

I stopped breathing for a moment, just bent down next to her, tears falling.

"I need to call an ambulance."

"I don't want to go back to hospital!" Alexa cried with anger. She had blood coming out her mouth as her tears fell down her cheeks.

I didn't realize what her face looked like until now, horrible, painful, depressing.

"I'm sorry, but it's for the best." I said calmly.