(DISSCONTINUED)his cancer

chapter two

I stay limp and cold  in my car seat ignoring what everyone was saying, and looking outside, then back to Tom, he was just reading

Henry potter and the cakes stone

I chuckled, I remember being obsessed with those as a child, and I would alway talk about it, I was so happy back then and thought I would get everything I ever wanted, but thats just what life didnt let me do. Got rejected from my dream university, rejected from almost every job.

And to top it all off I am now and always will remain unhappy without any strength to do anything about it.
Everything will wither and decay one day because nothing stays gold, so what's the point?

   "Were here!"

Eating food

   "So Tom, what do you want for you're birthday?" Edd asks with his mouth stuffed with cola and bacon

   "Hmm well I would like money, Smirnoff to last a month a new bass for Susan to marry, and a checkered sweater."

   "But that's so much money!"

   "You dont get to say anything Matt I bought you a very fancy mirror and very high quality skincare products i spent almost ten thousand just for you"

   "Fair point."

I only nibbled on my pancakes, I didnt know what to say, besides Tom always wanted a lot for his birthdays but never really got what he wanted, just two Smirnoffs and maybe some money.

Mayb-

   "Yo commie what are you looking at?!"

   ".. mm I dont know."

I wasn't in the mood to start up a fight here again, last time the police came and almost caught Thomas. I look at my pancakes not feeling hungry because I ate a lot yesterday to distract myself from the pain in my chest and the agonizing cough.

I push away my plate, grabbing a glass of water and putting my air pods in, scrolling through songs on my phone before picking one particular song
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They say I dont belong here

Your staring me down

I pray that I'll disappear, but I dont hear any sound

Erase me, from your mind I'll just be a memory

And we'll be broken hearted, like how it should be

Reach out

And dont grab the wrong hand

I am

Waiting

Rip me to shreds

Tear my heart out

I am toxic, I'm a fallout

Say your farewells and cut me out

Without

A

Doubt
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The darkness around me were slowly kept creeping up on me as my mask began to slip and tear as the song rang through my ears

   "Tord..." a soft voice rang

I glanched to my side instantly smiling at the small brunette with bright gray eyes

   "Yeah, What's up?"

   "Were leaving now"

   "Alright"

I got up from my seat and began to walk outside

   "By the way I dibs front seat"

   "Aw man" Matt whined

Time skip

After a long day of edd getting distracted by kitten shops, cola shops, and clothing stores we made it home by 6:00pm.

I try to breathe as I clench my chest, there were so many damn gas smoke and people smoking, I almost threw up.

It's okay I can get through this, maybe

I just need to get money for my next treatment, somehow.

I try to lay in my bed and rest but it didnt help, my chest pain wouldnt go it just got worse by the minute, when I try to to take a deep breathe I cough and clutch my chest in pain.

I knew lung cancer would hurt but damn who knew it would hurt this bad

But this wasn't even the worst the last stage is life and death.

They'll find out before I could tell them, bet it wouldn't even faze them

I tried to lay and I thought it finally worked.

I didn't feel any pain, nor uncomfortable, or even the need to cough

But only lasted a few seconds before shooting up from my bed in even more pain.

My chest began to burn slightly and so did my throat.

I try taking more medicine but the pain didnt go away.

I turn around grabbing my phone from my night table calling my doctor and telling him about the chest pain.

He told me to go to the hospital right now and that I needed medical help immediately.

He wouldn't tell me why and hung up

But there was one problem

My so called friends were in the way