With Love • Embry Call (Editing)

Ch.27 Deteriorating

I sat in the Cullen's living room as we all talked about the vision Alice had seen.
"Do you know what she will die of?" Bella asks Alice, clearly upset.
"No. I didn't seen anything. I could only assume it will be her cancer though." Alice says.
"No, that doesn't seem right." Carlisle says making us all look at him. "I've been running tests on Delilah as she comes in every other day. Her cancer doesn't seem to be spreading."
"What else could it be then?" I question in wonder. I had no other idea what it could be.
"I'm not sure. I mean maybe it won't even be your cancer." Carlisle responds.
"What? Could it be like some freak accident?" Rosalie suggests.
"Yeah, like a car wreck?" Emmett adds.
"I didn't see blood or anything like that. She had no harm on her body." Alice says.
"Then it's internal?" Edward says.
"Most likely." Alice chimes with a nod.
"Is it preventable?" Jasper asks.
"I don't know." Alice responds.
"Well whatever it is, I want to try to prevent it. Even though you all are really nice and great, I'd prefer to not become one of you." I sigh out making everyone glance at Bella only for her to roll her eyes.

"We prefer for you to not be one of us either." Edward says.
"We'll figure it out." Carlisle says with a small smile. I hope. I hope he figures it out because I can't afford to die.

It's now been a month since I've came back to La Push and life was going by quickly. My relationship with the Cullens grew despite my mother's and the pack's disliking. I often spent time at Emily's house since I was trying to rebuild my friendships. Also because the pack heard about Alice's vision and wanted to keep a close eye on me. Everything was slowly starting to feel like old times once again. I wasn't happy though.

I mean I was, but something was missing. That something was Austin. He was fighting with the hospital to come and visit me. I didn't know all the details, but he said he was trying his hardest. I didn't realize how attached I was to him until I was gone this long. I tried to act happy and okay around my mother and the pack so they wouldn't ask too many questions or get mad at me. Each day was getting harder though. Not only that but I started up on chemo again three weeks ago and it made me sick.....again. This new chemo regimen was really kicking my ass.

I stayed inside most of the time since I was always needing to vomit or sleep. My immune system was basically nonexistent at this point and I had obvious nerve damage. To top it all off I had chronic joint and muscle pain. Carlisle gave me medication to sooth the pain and it slightly worked. In all honesty the past few days were really shitty because I felt more sick than usual. I told Carlisle how I felt and he said it was most likely just the chemo taking a large toll on my body. He was taking good care of me.

Anyway, I couldn't stop thinking about what Alice told me. Carlisle had yet to come to a conclusion and I couldn't think of anything. Maybe I'll die from heartbreak? Is that even possible? Maybe overdose from my pills? Nah, I don't think I'd ever take too much.

I currently sat outside on the back porch of Emily's house in a rocking chair. It was your average gloomy day and the smell of rain surrounded me. It was quiet. All I could hear was the light breeze that ran through the tall pine trees every now and then along with the small taps of rain water dripping from the roof. I missed this. I loved the city and all it's opportunities, don't get me wrong. However the tall pines and rocky cliffs were what I loved most.

Everyone was currently out besides Emily. When I woke up everyone was gone and I didn't see anyone the whole day, it was now 6pm. My mom was at work; Seth and Leah were at home; Embry, Quil, Jake & Sam were patrolling; and Jared and Paul were with their imprints. Emily was inside cooking for the dinner tonight. Eating dinner at her house was the usual.

I closed my eyes and wrapped the wool blanket I had around my body as a cold chill ran through me. I propped my feet up on the chair and brought my knees to my chest before leaning back into the wooden rocking chair. I let out a heavy breath before closing my eyes in slight pain. It all sucked. It really did. But I was fighting and I would continue to as long as I could. As I closed my eyes I felt sleep coming to me, but it quickly went away when I felt the urge to vomit coming. I quickly sat up and gripped the arm of the chair tightly and stared at the ground in concentration. I couldn't tell if I needed to or not.