Chapter 2 Dying Girl Ya That's What I am

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Chapter 2

*Jensyn's POV*

Today would be my last day of school, I didn't want to go but my parents insisted that I would go and tell a few people and my teachers that I wouldn't be around school anymore. I don't know exactly what to say though 'hey I'm dying so I won't be around anymore, obviously?' ya I don't think so.

I headed to the shower first, then got dressed. My outfit was simple I guess.. A cute floral top with a peachy cardigan and dark wash jeans paired with brown leather boots. I would say I looked decent. My hair was just down a bit wavy and a little bit of make up not too much that I'd look like a crayon raped my face.

"are you ready to go?" my dad yelled from downstairs, I nodded but I realized he couldn't see me.

"ya!" I grabbed my bag and phone and ran out the door into my dads warm and cozy car.

"so what am I suppose to tell people?" I asked after he started driving, his face looked into thinking mode.

"well... Say... according to my doctor my life span is getting smaller and smaller, I can not attend school no more due to my sickness" I looked at him and bursted into laughter. "what?" he asked raising his eye brow at me.

"dad don't go all technical and englishy on me now!" I cooled down my laughter and just watched outside my window. People laughing, having fun probably perfectly heathy and here I am trying to make every ever second count.

"englishy isn't even a word, I don't know you'll think of something you're a smart kid!" dads voice woke me up from my thoughts and made me laugh.

"I'll make it a word. Oh why thank you daddy" my last bit ending with sarcasm, he stopped the car slowly in the school parking. Looking at the school I went to for some years, the crazy lunch hours, the funny moments, the sad moments, the boring ones and many more, all of them happened in this old building full of kids. My eyes almost started watering just thinking there won't be no more of memories forming after today. I am not going to cry I am not going to cry I kept telling myself luckily my dad saved me and snapped me out of my thoughts.

"well I'll see you after school ok" I nodded my head and opened the door, gripping to my bag tightly I made my way to the school doors. I walked into the hallway full of kids, screaming, laughing, talking and carefree. I wish I could turn back time and go back to being one of them...

"Jensyn!..... Hello? Dude are you there" Olivia waved a hand in front of my eyes. I must have been thinking for awhile because I was at my locker already. "is it ok if I come over tonight since we're leaving tomorrow?"

I nodded my head and went to see George my boyfriend for 1 year. He's your everyday jerk/ popular type of guy but at times he could be nice... I think... He kinda disappeared when I got diagnosed with cancer maybe because it's was hard for him (I don't think so..) he texted me once in awhile saying he loves me but that's about it.

"hey babe" he said winking at me, grabbing my arm pulling me right into him.

"hey George..." I said fake smiling, I have a feeling this won't end too good. "The doctors said I've stopped responding to treatment and I don't have much to go left, so I'm going to England for a month and..."

But of course he needs to interrupt me "are you breaking up with me?" he gasped looking down at me, I slowly nodded my head "wow after all I've done for you! It's ok I don't want to be with a dying girl so thanks for making this easier for me" he laughed bitterly.

"I'm sorry! I just feel that after I come back I don't think I'll be in the best shape and I-"

Yet again interrupted "tell someone who cares! Shouldn't you dig your grave by now?" he earned a few laughs from his little group, does he think this is all a joke! Thinking back of how he got me with his charming looks, makes me feel so naive.Tears slowly made their way down my cheeks, shouldn't he support me say everything will be alright and respect me? Olivia ran to me fast and took me out of there.

"thank you" I whispered, I didn't love him but it did hurt so bad hearing someone say that.

"it's ok" she hugged me tight "but next time be a good girl and listen to me when I tell you not to get involved with guys like him" Olivia's right she did state her opinion about him when I first started dating him and it wasn't a good one, I should've just listened to her... School didn't go as bad as it started, I told my teachers and some friends they wished me luck in the feature but I won't have one... I took a last look at my locker and slammed it shut. After that George scene I decided I wouldn't care what people say and just live my life like I did years ago!

Next Morning.

"do you guys have everything you need?" mom asked for the hundredth time since we got to the airport.

"yes mother we do!" I didn't mean it in a rude way but it can get quite annoying. She nodded then looked into the distance. A loud speaker voice rang through the airport talking about our flight... Well here we go!

"Jensyn call when you land in London and take care of yourselves be careful ok?" we both nodded smiling "alright go before the plane leaves without you!" she hugged us both.

"Love you mom! Bye" I took a last look at my parents and turned around. We ran to the plane, sitting right in our seats.

"WE'RE GOING TO LONDON WE'RE GOING TO LONDON, WE'RE GOING TO MEET HOT BRITISH GUYS!" Olivia did her little happy dance in her seat, I laughed and joined her too. After our little happy moment, I just thought who would ever fall in love with me. I have 2 months! Like George said I am a dying girl and he's right...

For the past 3 hours I've been trying to fall asleep but that hasn't really happen yet. My thought all go to 'What happens after I come back from London?' I wasn't even there yet and I'm thinking of what will happen after I leave. I couldn't bare imagining what could happen. I got out my bucket list and started to think more on what to put next.

4. Go to my first concert

5. kiss in the rain

6. Learn how to play the guitar

Too bad none of those things are going to come true, this is all a waste of paper and ink!

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