Isabelle's POV//
It's been a week since i've seen him, so much has gone through my head since the last time our eyes met. What does he think of me? what is he doing here all the time? is he sick himself? Oh how that would hurt me to know. But i do, i want to know. I just don't know how to ask, i mean we've never talked except for that one time in the halls he said "oh i'm so sorry" cause he nearly knocked me over after he ran into me. Holy crap, what is happening to me. It's never gonna happen Isabelle so just leave him be. I just kept saying those words in my head. Over and over, god i'm so stupid.
I just need to focus on the task at hand, my next surgery. It's in one week, this one is big, and when i say big i mean BIG. They're going to attempt to take the tumor out fully.
The other times were in little pieces hoping that it wouldn't grow and they could just keep removing it over time. That wasn't the case.
I'm nervous, i'm 19, and since i was diagnosed when i was 16... i'm surprised i'm not dead yet. This cancer was aggressive i just wish i had someone by my side. My dad is in the military and my mom died last year from heart failure.
So, this boy "the boy" is really my only hope at having anyone by my side.
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The Boy | Corbyn Besson WDW story
Fanficfollow the life of isabelle, a girl who has stage 3 cancer and go with her on the roller coaster ride she has at the hospital she has been staying at. come along as she explores life and death situations, love, heartbreak and much more.
