3 Months

Telling Friends And Family

I drove to my house, then I ran to where I knew my dad would be. "Dad, dad!" I shouted. I couldn't find him anywhere. When I went into the kitchen I saw a sticky note on the fridge. It read:

"Hey sweetie, I went out with a few friends from work. Then I will head out to the road trip to the camp site with them.

Have a nice week

- Dad

Dammit! how could I have forgotten about dads camping trip! How I could have forgot! I got news that I was DYING! "Aaaaahhhhh," I let out a low scream. How could this be happening to me?

I got out my phone and called Baylea. "Hey best friend!" Baylea's cheerful voice came from the phone.

"Hey can you come over? Or maybe I can go to your place?" I asked. Hoping and wishing that she would say yes to one of the options. "Why what's wrong?"

" I'll tell you when I see you." I stated.

"Pick one. You can either come here, or I can go to your place." Baylea then said. " I'll be there in a second." I then hung up and ran to get some clothes, knowing that I was going to sleep over no matter what.

When I finally arrived I saw Baylea sitting on her porch steps. When I reached her I collapsed in her arms, crying once again. I was crying so hard my face hurt in every part. I didn't notice that Baylea's dad, Mr. Mike, came out the door along with Gaven, Baylea's brother, Michael, Another one of Baylea's brother, Sami, Baylea's sister, and Mrs. Mary, Baylea's step mom. When I finally noticed them was when I felt Gaven's hand on my back. I then heard Mr. Mike asking if Baylea knew what was wrong with me. All the others just watched as I cried... and cried... and cried.

Finally I was to the point where all I was doing was taking shaky breathes.

" Guys do you think you can leave me and Anna alone? So she can tell me." Baylea asked her family. I could hear them all leave to go into the house. " Are you ready to tell me what's the matter?" Baylea asked in a whisper.

" I took my asthma medicine in science. But it wasn't my medicine. The name of it was called Restpitation. This medicine kills people! And I took it! I took it! I went to the doctors right away! And he said that there was nothing that he could do. That I would die in 3 months! 3 months to live." The last part I barely got out in a whisper.

" What! This can't be! I must have heard wrong!" Baylea said through tears. She knew I was right. But she wouldn't admit to it. I would have denied it, but I know that I have to make these last few months worth my wild.

So, for an hour, we sat there. On the steps. Baylea crying on my shoulder. Me, being cried out, couldn't cry. So, I sat there with her, only one tear swam its way down my face when Mr. Mike came out to see if I was ready to tell the people who felt like my 2nd family what was wrong.

" I'm ready," I said those two words with dread leaking into my voice.

When we entered the living room, Mr. Mike told Baylea and I to have a seat as he gathered the family. We waited for what felt like an hour, even though it was only 5 minutes, in total silence.

When the family was gathered, I sat on the floor so every one could sit on the couch, and that I could also see every ones face with out satraining my neck.

"Okay, there is no easy way to say this. Im going to die in 3 months. My doctor accidentally mixed up asmtha meds. with some medicine that kills unhealthy people," I said very calmly even though on the inside I want to continue to cry my eyes out and deny everything. I heard a collection of gasps and some of them were saying "No". " This is a sick joke!" Gaven yelled,"It has to be."  " Its not," I whispered, looking down at my hands like they are the most interesting thing in the world.

Gaven ran out of the room. I went to chase after him but Mr. Mike stopped me by grabing my arm. " Let him go. He needs to be alone for a moment." I nodded and for the rest of the day we sat in the living room and talked about everything we could talk about, but avioded the topic of my 3 months left.