Teach me how to trust again

This is just something that has been on my mind not sure where Im going to take it or how long it will be but I wanted to set up some of the story, this is going to have some dark feelings and may not make all that much sense at the beginning but you will get answeres. I know this first part will be short, the next part is going to be longer I promise.~B

Prologue

 “Sweet heart time to get up.” My mum was calling me but I just couldn’t move, I felt sick to my stomach. Why do I have to do this every day? The doctors all said that I would get better in a few weeks but I think I am getting worse.  I have school once again today and I feel like I haven’t slept in a week although I went to bed early last night and everything. I even took some cold medication and my Advil that was subscribed by doctor number 6 that was the last one. I hate doctors and I know with me being sick all the time I’m pulling my parents apart. Maria can feel it to and she is only 5. I am 8 and my oldest brother  Adrian is 15, I then have a 13 year old sister Nicole, and 10 year old twins Dacota and Reece then there is Alexander my twin he is 8 and older than me by a whole 10 minutes. So there are 4 girls and the 3 boys, 7 of us kids in all. I just can’t get up today.

“Gianna time to get up.” She walked into my room and I was still lying on my stomach since I got sick this has been the best position to sleep or lay in. my mum then lifted up my shirt and gasped. I want to know what she gasped at but she then started crying and calling for my oldest brother to get my dad.

“Mummy what’s wrong why are you crying? What did I do wrong I’ll get up I promise.” I don’t want you to cry anymore it’s not good I caused too much problems for this family I know that but I still love them.

“Gianna you did not do anything wrong but I think it’s time for another doctor’s appointment.” Had I known then what was wrong I would of never when through with the treatment causing my dad and mum to split and in that causing us kids to split up as well. Dad took the boys and Nicole well you kept me and Maria. It was too much for me, I wanted my brothers and Nicole back and my daddy. I didn’t care that I had cancer I wanted my family.