There was a sound of paper being torn and being crumple before a familiar voice coughs.
“Hello Bill,” the voice was low, hoarse and husky, like someone has just woke or just having a bad cold, “it’s Stan the man,” the voice tries to laugh but it came out as a coughing sound.
“I-I’m sorry, I’m just very sick today and mom just let me stay here,” the voice let a muffled groan, “I should have told you that I’m not going to last long. I never told you this—heck, I never told a soul about this…” the voice took a long sigh.
“I-I have a cancer Bill,” Stanley let out a whimper, “stage three lung cancer… remember when you last go to my room in 9th grade? The next morning when I finished my breakfast, I just collapse. I just saw myself on the creaky hospital bed and I could see doctors left and right checking on me and asking me question.
I thought it was the lack of sleep that causes me to collapse b-but it was more than that.” The voice finally cried, “the doctors said I will only last a year or two… I’m scared Bill.”
“I’m scared to die.” The voice sniff before a long silence corrupted.
“See you Bill,” he whispered before the tape finally ended.
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Close To You | stenbrough
FanfictionIf pretending is a subject in school, Stanley Uris will be the top 1 on that area. He is a great-pretender and no one could even predict what his real mood except for a boy name Bill Denbrough that he fell into. As the time flew by; his bond towards...
