Chapter 6

29 1 0
                                    

My mom and dad came back into the room and I didn't look at them. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I honestly looked like crap. My eyes were bloodshot, my hair looked like I hadn't brushed it in about a week. Which I actually hadn't. And I was super pale! I didn't want to look at myself at all. I walked out and got a bath robe and a towel, so I could shower. It was actually really nice, for one, I haven't showered for a while, another thing is it relaxes my muscles and it just calms me down.

After I got out I felt a lot better. I applied a little makeup and decided to go down to the café with Noah. We talked about some things that have been happening. I told him about Chris and I. He's only thirteen, but he really understood me. We walked back up to the room and as I opened the door I saw someone I never wanted to see again. I shut the door and turned back to Noah.

" Can we just walk around a little?" I asked him.

He nodded and then someone grabbed my shoulder I turned around half ready to punch someone. It was Chris. I glared at him. He just looked at me. What was he doing here? He needs to just go home. I turned back around.

" Chloe, can't we just talk?"

"What is there to talk about Chris? you said you wanted a break. We aren't together anymore, so just leave."

There was pain in his eyes. I regretted saying it right away. My face got burning hot and I got super dizzy. I sat on the ground for a minute. I was so out of breath and really thirsty.

"Go get the nurse!" Noah shouted at Chris.

Chris ran towards the desk and pointed to me and the nurse rushed over with a glass of water and a wheel chair. Chris picked me up and put me in the wheel chair. He smiled at me and pecked my forehead. What happened to him being pissed at me? The nurse wheeled me back into my room, where the doctor was waiting for me.

"We are going to start you're treatment now," he told me.

I nodded and mouthed a silent "okay" and we went to get the chemo done. I was really nervous and not to mention my hair! I don't want my hair to go away.

The final love, of the final lifeWhere stories live. Discover now