Cancer (Completed)

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Nothing will bring you greater peace than minding your own business.
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-Luke's p.o.v-

I sat down on an empty chair in the living room, and ruffled my hair some. I know this will take time for her to process, she barely showed me her feelings which I needed her to do more of, so I could show her life is so much better when you let things go.

"How is she?" Calum asked breaking me from my thoughts. I looked over at him, making quick eye contact before glancing away.

"I don't know what's going through her mind, but she'll be down in a minute to clean us up." I inform them.

"But, we are fine." Calum said again. and I just shrugged it off as I heard footsteps coming closer.

Jordan walked in and started with the person closest to her which was Niall.

"Shirt off." Niall nodded and took it off laying in on his lap.

She dipped a cloth in alcohol and put it on Niall's bruise under his left nipple. He flinched and bit is lip. Those guys are dead if I see them outside of school.

"It's gonna hurt." she stated the obvious and he rolled his eyes and winced as she wiped the blood and bruise on his stomach.

"Is she mad?" Calum whispered to me.

"Probably" I say shrugging my shoulders, not really knowing.

After she finished Niall she went over to Micheal next.

-after cleaning us up-

"I'm going to wake up my mom, don't follow me." Jordan says then dashes out the room with a pained look on her. I knew she wasn't going to her mom so I just shook my head and sighed.

-Jordan's p.o.v-

Of course I lied, I wasn't going to bother my mom, she needed her rest, so instead I just ran back up to my room and locked the door behind me. I dove on my bed and clutched onto my hair in frustration.

I feel like I'm being selfish for wanting to be alone, but everyone needs some time to themselves. I kept thinking about my father's message, maybe I should forgive him, but it just hurts so bad. I hate being upset because I always end up doing something stupid.

I keep getting more upset by the second and I just get angry, with tears burning down my hot cheeks.

I stared at the glass framed photo of me and my father when I was younger, and I brought my fist up and slammed it against the photo, making the glass shatter to pieces, and blood trickled on the ground from my hand. I punched it again over and over as the pieces of glass became smaller.

I screamed out in defeat and plumped to the ground and grabbed my wrist, watching my hand bleed, this will leave a few scars. What idiot punches glass? Me. I soon heard multiple pairs of feet and a soft knock on the door.

I slowly stood up and kept the door locked as I grabbed the broom and dustpan from the corner of my room. I swept up all the glass, then threw it away same with the frame. The picture inside had only a small drop of blood so I kept it.

I went into my bathroom and bandaged my hand up and grabbed a rag. I cleaned up the blood on the floor and dresser then threw away the rag as well.

I kept hearing my name being repeated by different voices and I pushed my dresser in front of my door. I don't want to speak with them right now.

I went over to my bed and bent down, grabbing my laptop from underneath, then sat down, opening it up. I plugged it in and typed in my password, the went to YouTube.

I always see people posting all kinds of videos on here, so I decide to make a video myself. But I'm not going to post it, no way will I expose myself like that, I just feel if I say it on camera, I will be okay.

I clicked my profile and clicked the video button and clicked record video.

I stared at my reflection on the camera as it was recording me and I felt dumb for starting this, but went on anyways.

"I, um," I cleared my throat and fixed my hair. " Not so long ago, I was brought to the hospital and I was diagnosed with cancer, leaving me about 4 weeks left to live, around my birthday date." I paused again and wiped from under my eyes.

"I just can't believe I'm going to die so soon, leaving my mom all alone same with Luke and his friends, my new friends. I'm basically whispering right now so they cant hear me talking to basically myself, they're outside the door knocking." and on que they knocked a little harsher saying my name, I chuckled lightly to myself and got lost into thought.

"Luke, he well, over the years I found myself falling in love with him, he has always been there when I was at my weakest and thinking I won't be with him breaks my heart more. I can't bring myself to telling him before its too late, but I just can't. Like today when my father, who I haven't seen in years, texts me. He wants me to forgive and I don't know if I should yet." I bite my teeth together and silently cry to myself, bringing my knees to my chest.

"I don't know what to do." I whispered, while my voice cracked, causing more tears to slip as I hugged my knees tighter. I realized I was still recorded so I decided to end it short.

"One day, in the future if I make it, I promise I will go for all the chances I have and never give up. I can do this if i make it. But one day if I'm gone, I want everyone I love to not cry at my funeral, but to share good stories and laugh it off, celebrate. I-i I'm so s-scared." I cracked at the end and pulled at my hair. I felt my heart start to tighten up.

I look up and end the video and slammed my laptop shut, setting it on the table beside the bed. I looked at the door and I didn't hear anything, assuming they went home, I crawled under my covers and drifted off to bed to escape reality.

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