I woke up with my body still on the cold floor. There was no puddles of tears, it was silent. I was not effected anymore, this was the only time I could stand getting hurt by him, I wanted my Spencer back. I pushed my self off the floor and got out of the clothes I was wearing. I put on a Blue t-shirt with a small V neck, and a pair of grey sweat pants that were well fitted.
I went over to the door and opened it only to fine Spencer laying on the ground asleep, he was wearing clothes now but the memories were there. I stepped over his body and slowly shut the door, making sure not to hit him. I starred down the empty hallways, that rang with small beeps and noises from the machines. I grabbed my wheelchair making sure I didn't wake him. Today was Saturday, the day that ever since my first day here, I would race down the hallway with my bestfriend. Today was a good of day as any to break a tradition.
I rolled down the hallway making sure to stop in front of all the doors and look in to see the sleeping people who were cursed just like me. They were all different ages from birth to 18 and their lifes that could end were so helpless and there was nothing anyone could do to help them. Sure their families visited but they weren't the one place they wanted to be. They wanted to be at school with kids their own age and dating and just being them, not having to worry about cancer or dying. That was the only relief we had here, to be ours selfs with people who understand who we are.
I thought maybe I had come across that, than it was taken all away in a large swoosh. My life was ruin and I was so close to giving it all in for him. Than there was hope, the one thing that never happens happened and I was thrilled and ready to start over, no matter how hard it was gonna be. But the unviverse couldn't let me be happy for that long, it had to be ruined, that was the only way.
I kept rolling letting the thoughs flow out of me and stopping my self from crying about him because deep down I think that is what he wanted.
Spencer's POV
I woke up shivering on the cold ground out side Abigail's room. I pushed open the door and there was no sighs of life. Her chair was gone and I was alone. I was an alone idiot who ruined the one thing he had. Abigail was probably never to forgive me.
I wasn't gonna give up though, I grab my chairs and started rolling down the hallway for the person I need to apologize to.
Abigail's POV
I kept rolling down the hallway passing a few nurses here and there, none of which seemed to care who I was. Which I guess was good. I could have kept going down the hallways all day and maybe I was running from my problems but it was ok because the problems were piling up.
That's when I saw Spencer down the hall. I not sure it he saw me but I turned as fast as I could.
"Abigail." I heard his voice down the hallway so I rolled faster to escape. I kept rolling until I looked back and didn't see him, So I relaxed my shoulders and kept going. Starting to again look in all the rooms.
"Morning." His voice projected into my face and he smiled. Was he happy he hurt me the way he did?
I turn around fast again but he didn't give up. He started following me not saying anything. probably waiting for me to snap.
I wasn't going to though.
I really wasn't planning to though.
"You hurt me you know?" I didn't let him get a answer in. "Maybe you just couldn't handle a relationship." Again I didn't let him. "But you could have told me." This time I stopped and turned into my room, locking the door behind me.
"Abigail, please let me talk to you. It was a mistake, my mistake." His voice was shaking but I still wasn't going to give in. I wasn't going to let him win. So I just stayed in my room and he stayed out of my life.
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The Cancer Girl
Teen Fiction"We never even tried, you can't possibly know what's gonna happen, you don't know how our ever after is gonna end." I tried to turn away but he grabbed my arm and stood up right next to me. "I know how I feel and I know how you feel you just need to...