I Depend On You (Why Don't We fanfic)

A Day in the Life of a Cancer Patient

Y/n's POV.

        Jonah asks Leah as we all walk into the house, "What do you think?"
Leah replies in excitement, "I love it!"
"Caleb likes it too," Zach says as he claps Caleb's hands as he is holding him.
Leah laughs, "So when do we move in?"
"As soon as we can get our stuff in," Jonah answers.
Leah replies, "Well then let's get to work."
Jonah responds, "Ok. It's all hands on deck, let's go."
I say, "I'd love to stay and help but I have a doctor's appointment today so I gotta go."
Daniel responds, "I didn't know you had a doctor's appointment today?"
"Well lets move stuff another day, so we can go with you," Leah exclaims.
"No, no. Y'all get your house set up, I can go by myself," I reply.
"Y/n, we don't want you to have to go through that alone. It's good to have people there with you, please let us come with you," Cheyenne says.
"My mom is coming with me so I'm not going to be alone," I reply.
Daniel comes to me with a concerned look on his face and asks, "Is there as specific reason you don't want us to come?"
"Guys look, it's not a good day to come along. I'd like to be alone with my mom today. I'll call y'all as soon as my appointment is done," I answer.
Daniel sighs, "Ok."
I smile then say, "I'll see y'all later." As I am walking to the door they pull me into a hug.
"Hope it goes well," they say and give me a smile. I smile back and laugh, "Y'all are so cheesy." I leave the house and my mom is in the driveway waiting so we can go to the hospital. I get in the car and we talk about my friends and the baby on the way to the hospital. Today I'm supposed to figure out the progress of my cancer and how well the chemo is working. My mom and I don't talk much about it but I can tell we're both thinking about it. I didn't want to tell Daniel and my friends about what I might hear from the oncologist today because it could go two ways: good or bad. So I didn't want to worry them, but I probably worried them anyways by not telling them.
         It's been 11 months since I was first diagnosed with Lymphoma. A year ago today my family and I left to go to Disney world. Isn't that weird? So much has happened in the past year, I met Why Don't We, my friends and I graduated high school, I got together with Daniel, I got diagnosed with cancer, lost my hair, my friend had a baby, my friends' got shot, I got engaged, and now I'm going to a doctor's appointment that could determine if I still have to undergo chemo. I feel like I've been kind of in the background of it all. Like it's been my friends' lives, and my life is separate. The day Zach, Jonah, and Corbyn were shot I was coming home after spending two weeks in the hospital having chemo. Most people will come home a few days after having chemo, but I would stay until I felt well enough to go home.                        
       Daniel is the only one who has seen me through every part of my cancer. He was with me when I was diagnosed, when I had my first treatment, when my hair fell out, he's seen me at the strongest, and weakest points of my cancer. My family has been there too, but they haven't seen everything. My parents work and my brother and sister have school so they haven't been there as much as Daniel. There is one other person who has seen me at my worst and that's Leah.
        Leah and I have been friends since Kindergarten. We first met at snack time in Mrs. Lane's class 13 years ago. We've been through a lot together, but never as much as we have this past year. The day I came home from the hospital after being diagnosed Leah said to me, "You know you don't have to hide from us, right?"
I asked, "What do you mean?"
"You wouldn't talk to anyone while you were at the hospital. I know you don't want anyone to treat you differently, but don't push us out, not when you need us most," Leah replied.
I responded, "I'll try not to." A few days later Leah started her new job and then met Dax. Leah would call me on the way to and from work, and the days I spent in the hospital, which were most, she would come whenever she could. When her and Dax started dating she would have Dax drop her off at the hospital afterwards so she could see me. I figured Leah would stay with me less when she was with Dax, but it wasn't until she got with Jonah that she started to visit less. Leah was there with me the first few chemo treatments, Dax too sometimes. I never thought of him as a bad guy, just in with the wrong crowd. I always felt kind of bad for Dax. His mom died when he was a baby, his father is in prison, and he was tossed around in the foster system his entire childhood. I hate what he did to Leah, but I do feel sorry for him. No matter how bad the person is, I don't think anyone deserves the life Dax had.
When we go into the doctor's office the doctor says, "I have good news for you. The chemo worked, the cancer is gone." My mom and I hug. "You're now in remission which means that the cancer is gone but you still need to come to the doctor every three months to ensure the cancer doesn't come back."
I reply, "Ok." After we leave I stop by my chemo buddy, Kaitlyn's room. She is watching tv when I come in and say, "Hey Kaitlyn."
Kaitlyn replies, "Y/n! How was your appointment? Did they clear you?"
I sit on her bed and say, "Yep I'm cancer free."
We shriek a little as we hug and she responds, "That's awesome! I'm so happy for you."
"Thanks," I reply, "I can't wait to tell Daniel and the rest of my friends."
Kaitlyn says, "I'm surprised they didn't come with you."
"Well I didn't want them to come, incase I got bad news," I reply, "I guess this means I won't get to see you for a while, but I'll make sure to visit after every check up."
"Ok. Hopefully mine will go away soon then we can hangout outside the hospital." Kaitlyn says.
I smile, "I hope so too." I met Kaitlyn the day I had my first round of chemo. She is so much fun to talk to and it has really helped to have someone who understands what I'm going through. Kaitlyn is fighting brain cancer for the 2nd time. She was diagnosed with it the first time when she was 9, and it came back about a year and a half ago. Kaitlyn and I are in the same cancer support group, and at one meeting we were advised to write a letter to cancer, basically expressing our feelings towards it. Instead of writing to cancer I decided to write a letter in cancer's point of view and in my letter I wrote:
Dear Y/n,
      Hi, I'm Cancer. You can't see me, but I'm inside of you. I have no thoughts, no emotions, no plans, no ambitions, I just grow. You try to kill me with therapy and radiation, but I'm still there, growing and thriving. I can't control myself, I just keep going, making it harder and harder for you to go on about your life. I make you weak and tired. I make it difficult for you to be around those you love or them to be around you, but you fight me anyways. You fight me as your way of making me smaller. I am a bully. I will change you for the absolute worst and no matter how hard you try to shut me down I will do everything I can to be stronger than you. You have emotions, plans, dreams, and people that love you, but I don't. I have nothing to live for except I have you, so I keep growing. I can't be sorry because I have no feelings. I can't be seen, heard, felt, I can't do anything except make your life miserable, but at least you have people that care about you because there is no one that will ever care about me. Maybe you will be able to kill me, but at least there is no way you will ever forget me.
             Love,
                   Cancer