you can't fight cancer 🖤

Gone

Zach's POV:
while me and alex were sleeping, she kicked me. "alex wha-" i turned to her, she was crying in her sleep, mumbling and tossing. she said something about killing someone. i tried waking her up gently so i didn't scare her but then she started screaming no and saying "i killed her." killed who? "alex, alex wake up. alex wake up." i didn't wanna scream but i guess it was the only way "ALEX WAKE UP!" she shot her eyes open and looked at me. she wrapped her arms around me and continued to cry into my shoulder. "shhh it'll be ok, i'm here." i tried to soothe her. "i killed her." she said once more. after a few minutes i reached over and grabbed her some tissues on her night stand. "thank you" she said wiping under her eyes. "you're welcome," i looked around the room trying to decide how to ask her about her terrifying nightmare. "so um, do you wanna talk about it?" she took a deep breath. "sure" she closed her eyes and started to explain it. "i woke up in a hospital bed, there was nothing attached to me or anything and the door was open, i got up and walked into the hallway, it was dark and no one was there but i heard singing and there was a little girl at the end of the hallway, sitting on the floor playing with her teddy bear. i approached her and she stopped singing. before i could say anything she asked 'why did you kill me?' i didn't know who she was but she kept repeating the question. the third time she asked the question she added mommy to the end of it and when i looked at her hospital band it read 'herron'. i was extremely confused. she pointed behind me and when i turned around i saw nothing, when i looked back at where the girl was sitting, she was gone and in place was a death certificate. it said she was unborn and her reason for death was 'mother died of cancer'." i sat there listening to the rest of story and even teared up a bit. she was crying so much. i pulled her into my chest and kissed her forehead. "zach i dont w-wanna die. and i don't want our baby to die because of m-me" i wiped my eyes and tried to not cry. i had to be strong for her. "i promise you, you're not gonna die. we're gonna have that beautiful baby inside of you and we're gonna beat this fucking cancer, together." a tear slid down my cheek. she doesn't deserve any of this. she looked up at me and saw i was crying. she placed both her hands on each side of my face and wiped my tears with her thumbs. "i love you zach herron" when i went in to kiss her, the door opened and there stood one of her nurses. oh fuck. "alex, what are you doing? and where is jack?" alex stood up and said "jack left cause he had something to do-" the nurse cut her off. "you had permission to have one visitor today, and i was told to deny zach the right to see you until the doctor says." she was pulling out a thermometer and alex's meds while going on and on. i eventually found out her name was grace and that alex isn't supposed to nap more than once a day or something. i wasn't exactly listening cause i was staring at the window watching a squirrel trying to carry a bagel up a tree. he tried holding it in his mouth, then in his hands and eventually it went around his neck and he couldn't get up the tree. poor squirrel. that's probably how i'll be when i'm a dad learning how to hold a baby. even though i had some experience when reese was born. the squirrel was halfway up the tree. come on little guy, you can do it! i thought. out of nowhere a hawk swooped down and pulled the squirrel off the tree as the bagel fell to the ground. he almost made it too. wait... what if the squirrel is me, the bagel is alex and the baby and the hawk is the canc-

Alexandra's POV:
grace and i kept going back and forth and i noticed zach just kept staring out the window. "but grace, i love him and he's my baby's father. it needs to know his voice." "alexandra, you know the rules. and it's not good for your mental health" she stuck the thermometer in my mouth. it beeped. "omg it's at 98.9, you could be on the verge of a fever missy." i'll be honest, i like caitlyn a lot more than her but she isn't back yet. "grace do you even hear yourself? you turned the heat up before leaving. it's hot as hell in here." "whatever, the point is zach isn't allowed here. now, mr. herron, leave before i call the cops. hello?" she snapped at him. i turned to zach and his breathing sped up and his eyes welled up with tears. "zach? zach what's wrong?" i went to put my hand on his neck so he would look at me and he slapped my hand away. "i- i ca- can't breathe." he kept grabbing onto his chest and pulling at his shirt. grace reached over and listened to his heart beat. "i think he's having a panic attack." grace told me to open the window and lower the heat. fucking bitch i told her it was too hot in here. when i return she's telling him to breathe and asking if he needs to go outside. i pushed her out of the way and look into zach's eyes. "zach, look at me. i'm right here. look into my eyes." he started to calm down. he wiped under his eyes and turned to grace. "i'll do whatever it takes to make alex better. if me being here is getting in the way, i'll leave." "no- what? zach-" i try to comprehend what he's saying. "alex, i promised you that you would beat this cancer-" i cut him off. "yeah together." "but if us being together will slow down the process of getting you better, my promise is irrelevant." he licked his lips. "i cant do this without you." grace went to say something and i put my hand up. "i will not continue any treatment, unless zach is here with me." he let go of my hand and headed for the door. "zach?" i screamed. "goodbye alex, ill see you soon. text me" and with that he went down the stairs. first my parents leave, then zach leaves, then jack, now zach again. i cant keep doing this. i am done being alone and everyone leaving. i turn to grace and see she's cleaning up my room. i see my opportunity and run down the stairs after zach. out the door and into his car, i try to catch my breath. "alex? what are you doing?" "drive" i say. "alex no-" "i said drive!" grace was running out the door as he stepped on the gas.