A Reason To Love

Ch. 1

If you are reading this I hope you enjoy this story! My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer almost two years ago. She is fine, she takes a pill that is hormone blocker to help her medication fight off the cancer! If you or someone you love is fighting cancer and you need someone to talk to please don't hesitate to reach out! I am always here! Anyway here is the first chapter! I really hope you enjoy this chapter and this story, if you do please comment & vote it really helps!

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"Dad I'm leaving for school. I'll be home right afterwards. I'll call to make sure you don't need anything." I lean forward and place a gentle kiss on my dads cold forehead as he laid in bed watching his reality tv shows. 

"Cam please don't rush home. I don't want you taking care of me! Your mother is here." He starts coughing the sounds of his weak lungs caving in was enough to make me grab my chest out of instinct. They sounded painful but not once did he ever complain. His once thick black full head of hair was now bald. His ocean blue eyes still bright and as deep as I remember. 

"I know but I want to make sure you're okay. She's so busy with work. It's the least I can do dad."

"I want you to have a normal life Cameron. I don't want you to see me like this. You need to be out hanging out with friends doing whatever it is that you kids are doing these days. I'll be here when you get back." But I don't know that. He doesn't know that. Hell no one but God knows how much longer he has left. I want to spend every single second I can with him. I wanted to drop out of school and finish it from home but he swore that would kill him faster than the cancer would. So I stayed in school, for him.

I go to school and come home. I have no life outside of that but I wouldn't have it any other way. I cherish every moment with my dad. I come home and we do puzzles, watch his tv shows, and just talk. We talk from the time I get home to the time he falls asleep. Everything I know I have learned from him. He is my bestfriend. 

"Dad I want to be home with you. That kind of stuff doesn't matter to me." I sigh not ready to have this conversation. It's the same conversation we always have. One where it starts out that I need to enjoy my childhood while I still can because I am not getting any younger and that I need to be out enjoying the life I was given. Blah blah blah. He doesn't understand that I am trying to enjoy every second with him especially since his seconds are numbered. 

"Oh my sweet Cam you have to learn to live kiddo, you're stubborn but you get that from me." He chuckled shaking his head in disbelief. He's right, I am stubborn and I do get it from him. I get more than my looks from him. My mom always complains that I am the female version of my dad since I got all of his physical appearance traits along with his personality and nothing from her. Dad says I have my mothers drive and ambition along with her work ethic since he was terrible in school which is hard to imagine since he is the smartest man that I know. 

"I love you most. I will see you after school." I walk out of the room quickly to avoid him starting the whole conversation over from the very beginning which he would no doubt. 

"I love you kiddo!" I faintly hear my dad coughing from yelling just so I could hear him. I try to ignore the pulling in my heart that I feel every time I leave him. 

"I will be home right after school. Please let me know if he needs anything." I grabbed my car keys off the counter making sure I had my phone in my purse. My mom was sitting at the table her fingers violently going a million miles an hour on her laptop keyboard.

Don't get me wrong my mom is great. She works hard to support our family and she has since the day my dad was diagnosed with cancer almost two years ago. She is a lawyer, they both were. They worked together at a big deal law firm until my dad had to retire early. Our family took a huge hit financially. In fact we are barely making it with our heads above water but we are getting by. 

"Okay honey. I love you." My mom peaked over her laptop before waving goodbye. Her blonde hair thrown into a messy bun. Her green eyes paler than usual. They were once bright and full of life but now are coated in exhaustion. Her skin washed out when it was once tanned from the sun. Though she looks tired and drained she is still the most beautiful woman that I know. 

I am an only child and I look exactly like my dad with my long black hair that goes to my mid back, the same deep ocean blue eyes my dad has I have too. My mom says it's bullshit that she carried me for nine months just for me to come out looking exactly like my dad. Not only do I look so much like my father I act like him too. We share the same taste in music and movies. Growing up we always went to concerts and movie premiers. Though I love my mom to death I will always be a daddy's girl even when he is no longer here.