him.
Everyday a few times a day we'd make our daily visit to the hospital wing so she could take her medicine. She loved the way to and from the hospital wing because it would just be us two alone. Tonight was different, she never wanted to talk about her cancer, but tonight she did.
"I don't wanna wear my wig anymore, Tommy." She admitted as she slightly swung our hands back and forth.
"Don't wear it then."
"People are gonna make fun of me."
"You know what'll happen if they do." She nodded and leaned on my arm as we turned a corner.
"Are you getting tired?" She never wanted to admit that she was tired. She hated it, she used to never be tired and now she was most of the time.
She nodded so I crouched down in front of her. She got on my back so I carried her the rest of the way to the hospital wing.
"Thank you, Tommy." I hated how she said it. It sounded like she was dying at that very moment, like she gave up. She didn't though.
"Anything for you."
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Fanfiction⤷ 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝗢 𝗥 "Magic can't fix this, Tom." completed | short story? | tom riddle | started june 22, 2019 | ended july 11, 2019 © ttwttw 2019