Miracles + Chances

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER TWO

Another day has come and I was still in bed. This time I had to be confined at the hospital for one of my chemotherapy sessions. I can hardly make it to getting out of here because of some circumstances like I'm not allowed to get too much contact with sunlight. It's not a vampire-thing actually like how Edward Cullen would be but it's because that's the other side effect of having cancer. To many don'ts, less do's. I can't even eat pizza or any food I like. The doctor said I should be eating natural stuff. Yeah, I know it's like the worst thing because I loved eating before... but well, what am I going to do? This is my fate.

William came at lunchtime and brought me an 'all-natural' kind of lunch to munch on. He's still the same sweet Will I came to know, yet I could feel in him that he has this heavy feeling regarding on what I've been going through. As for that, he was willing to study hard in order to be successful on his medical career and he can already take care of me. If, only if, I could still make it that long.

The next day, my family wasn't in sight when I woke up... nor William. I tried to stand up, thinking this is my chance to get some fresh air, it wasn't that easy though, and the pain was unbearable. I took the wheeled-pole where my hand was connected unto and used it as my stick to walk out of the room. When I was already out, I could see busy staffs and patients sitting on their wheelchairs. Well, most were bald; some were young and some were old... and some were my age. Most were women. Cancer wing is a cancer wing anyway...

I walked all the way to the corner of the cancer wing where the balcony was and as expected, you'll see the view of the wonderful city. I smiled, I feel happy because I have seen the outside world again.

"Great view huh."
"Yeah, it really is."
I paused for a moment, thinking all of a sudden that I have someone standing next to me. It was someone unfamiliar... she was in the same patient uniform as me and her hair was in a bun.

"Who are you?"
"I'm A." She smiled at me as she said those words. She seems to be
same age as me. She looked at the view again and sighed.

"Do you ever felt like you wanted to be normal again?"
"Why are you asking me that question?"
"Because I wanna know how you feel." She said and she was smiling brightly again.
"Well, yes of course."
"Do you believe in magic?"
"There's no such thing."
"How about miracles?"

I was startled at the question. Do I actually believe in that? Does that even exist?

"I think so."

She laughed. And it sounds to be so annoying.
"I don't actually know if I am ever gonna believe in miracles again," She suddenly told me. "They're sometimes like books and movies. You know... some books end up with hanging sentences... some movies end without even knowing if there's gonna be a next to it that's gonna come up."
"I see what you mean." I cleared my throat, wondering why I feel so bothered about her thought.
"My mother died when she gave birth to me... leaving me in the care of my dad and after that he married another. I wanted to become a painter and my father supported me in my dream. But things changed when he found out about me having cancer... he and his woman suddenly vanished like smoke in the thin air..."
"So, you're alone now?"
"No, actually... I'm with my grandparents after the incident happened. It's just a bit depressing because I feel like I'm a burden to everyone."
"Don't say that. You're not a burden, A. Sometimes, I feel the same way as you. But think of the ones you'll be leaving behind once you have already given up. Your dreams... you wanted to be a painter. Why not try to fight so you could live your dream? Your grandparents... they seem to care about you a lot. Why not fight for them?" She looked at me blankly; I felt she was surprised about what I just told her. I was surprised too.

"I never thought you would say that, but thank you."
"No problem."
"I better get going. My grandmother might be looking for
me already. What's your name by the way?"
"I'm sorry... I'm Jane."
"Oh. Jane. Thanks for your advice. I won't forget you. I wish you'd get your miracle soon."
"Yeah, I hope I will." I half smiled, and she finally walked her way back inside. I looked at the sky, and wondered why I felt normal when I talked to A. I felt the wind lingering on my skin... and suddenly, I felt the pain scattering on my body...