(This chapter's really long, enjoy)
Tyler knocked on the door. I put the bag with the oxygen tank in on the sofa. I took off the tubes going into my nose and put them on top the bag. I felt my breath shorten slightly. I had to be quick. I didn't have time.
I opened the door and told him to come in.
"Are you okay, Alexa? I was really worried you never came to school and you weren't answering my calls," he said.
"Sit down, please," I said.
"Why?" He asked.
"I need to tell you something," I said.
"Seriously, tell me, I'll be fine," he said.
I stayed quiet. I didn't know how to tell him. Was I even doing the right thing telling him? What am I doing?
"Alexa, just tell me," he said.
He held both of my hands in his.
"Tyler," I said.
I felt the emotions hitting me like a wave.
"I've got cancer Tyler," I said.
I felt a huge weight being taken off me but I felt my emotions crashing down on me as I sobbed out. I looked down as the tears fell down my face. I sobbed into my hand and forced myself to stop. The tears rolled down my cheeks and I slowly looked up at Tyler. He looked saddened and stunned.
"Cancer?" He asked.
"Lung cancer," I said.
"Aren't you going to have chemotherapy? When did you find out?" He asked.
"I've had radiotherapy in the morning," I said.
"What? When did you find out?" He asked.
"About a month or two ago," I said.
"And you're telling me now?" He asked.
"I didn't want you to treat me different," I said.
He wiped the tears, that were still falling down my cheeks, with his thumb. I felt my breath shorten even more and I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
"In a minute or so I will stop breathing," I said.
"What?" He exclaimed.
"It's fine, I can only breathe for 5 minutes without an oxygen tank," I said.
I walked to the bag and I put the tubes into my nose and around my ears. I put the bag onto the floor and pulled up the handle.
"Alexa, what stage are you in?" He asked.
"Four," I said.
I could see the sadness in his eyes.
"I'm scared, Ty. What if I die?" I asked.
I started to cry as he hugged me tightly. I sobbed into his arms. This was the first time that I've cried over the fact that I had cancer. I sobbed into his arms as he stroked my hair which reminded me I had something else to tell him.
"Alexa, you're not going die, you're the strongest person I know and you will get through it, okay?" He said.
I nodded.
"The tumour had spread to my brain and they had to operate last week to remove it," I said.
"I wish I could've been with you, I can't believe you never told me," he said.
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Killed by Cancer
Teen FictionAlexa was just your typical teenager. She was popular, funny, kind and everyone loved her. Her personality made her friends with pretty much everyone. She was happy and life was going just the right way. Alexa then started to have sharp pains in he...