I'm Okay ~ Shoey

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

~Joey's POV~

I sat on the edge of my bed, and every so often I'd do a little squeal and kick my legs. Much to Sawyer's annoyance.

"Would you calm down?" He'd laugh teasingly. He was packing my suitcase for me because it was too much hard work for me to do it and carry my tank with me too.

"I can't help it I'm getting married tomorrow!" I yelled giddily.

"Are you the bride of groom?" He asked, folding up my shirts.

"Groom. Shane has more hair, so he can be the lady" I said, straightening my oxygen tube. Sawyer awkwardly smiled. My bald head made him nervous. "I wonder where he is, he should be here by now" I sulked.

"You know what Teresa's like. 5 minutes can easily turn into 4 hours" Sawyer laughed. He was right after all. Mama Dawson did like company.

"Honeymoon on the chemo ward" I laughed sadly, suddenly thinking about it.

"It's gonna make you better though"

"I guess so. Not what i'd dreamed of though" I sighed.

"Maybe when you're better you could do it later?" He suggested, zipping up my suitcase.

"But I'm not going to get better. I'm going to die in a few weeks" I sighed. My excited burst suddenly fluttered away. Sawyer looked at me sadly. "Before you say it, I do know it. It's like I can feel it"

Sawyer came over to me and hugged me tight. But not too tight. He always had a strange lingering smell of smoke on him lately.

Then, his pager started beeping. That meant there was an emergency and he had to leave at once. "I'm sorry Joey, gotta go. I'll call you later on and you can text me if you need anything" he said. I smiled, and then he was out the door.

I laid back on my bed. In 24 hours I'll be married to the most wonderful guy in the world. I'm so insanely in love with him, I've never felt happier. Well, as happy as I can be despite the fact I'm dying.