You All Along

Chapter 31

SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER

Fall For You (Secondhand Serenade)

Just Give Me A Reason (Pink)

Night Changes (One Direction)

The Heart Wants What It Wants (Selena Gomez)

Slow Down (Selena Gomez)

Steal My Girl (One Direction)

Really Don’t Care 9Demi Lovato)

Layla’s P.O.V

I fell asleep last night while trying to figure out the X in the algebra question that was never to be found. I woke the next morning a little before my alarm went all Oprah on my table. I quickly showered and threw a pair of jeans and a Nirvana shirt on and tied my hair into a ponytail. My mother was still in bed because, well, she caught a fever. I poured cereal into my bowl, just as Jeff came bursting into the kitchen. “Hey Lay. How’re you?” he said and kissed me on the neck. I smiled. And kissed him back. “My mom’s sick. Are you okay with cereal, or do you want some toast?” I asked Jeff while pouring milk into my little glass bowl. “Nah, I’m fine with cereal,” he said and sat down next to my chair as I fetched him his bowl. “So sorry to ask you again,  are you-“ he began but was cut off by my ringing cellphone. He smiled and I excused myself. It was a call from an unknown number, but I answered anyways.

“Hello?” I said.

“Hello, Miss Young?” a man with a voice deep as Harry Styles spoke.

“Yes, Who is this?”

“Greetings Miss Young. I am Charles Christopher. And I am your father’s lawyer,”

My eyes widened in horror. “My Father? Uhm..yes, do you need anything? Or do you need to speak to my mom because sh-“ I stuttered.

“No Miss Young. I have to speak to you. I would like to waste any more time because your father, Ryan Connor Young, is suffering from the last stage of Hodgkin Lymphoma and is in his last weeks of life,”

“Hodgkin what? What’s that?”

“Miss Young, Hodgkin Lymphoma is a cancer of the immune system. And by the looks of it, Mr Young, has not chance of curing it. Before he is gone, he would like to meet you. But before you are sent to see him, I would like to explain a few things to you. If possible today afternoon. Are you available at…12 noon today, Miss Young?” He asked and awaited my answer.

“12 noon. Uh sure,yes, yes. Where?”

“Would it be convenient for you to come to a more public place, like a coffee shop?”

“Yes. Um, I’ll meet you at the Starbucks at Willson Street at 12,”

“That’s be great. Okay, See you then, Miss Young. Good day,” and with that, the line was dead. I stood there, trying to rethink the conversation I just had with my father’s lawyer. I only remember a little details about my father, but my mother told me he had died when I was really young. I turned around to see Jeff standing behind me, watching me closely. “What’s wrong,” he asked. “I’m not coming to school today, I have someone to see at 12,” I said and wiped the tears that threatened to spill. I threw away my cereal and cleared the table. “Layla, who was that? Who do you have to see? And why do you have to skip school to see them. Is it that important?” Jeff shot questions at me like dodgeballs. I sat down and buried my face in my palms. “Yes it is. It is about my dad,” I said and he sat beside me and rubbed circles on my back as I explain the conversation to him. “Okay, I’m coming,” he said and stood up. I looked up at him, and asked. “Why? Don’t you have to go to school?”. “No. School can wait. There is no chance that I am sending you alone to meet some lawyer that called you to tell that your already dead father is going to die because of some Limping Hedgehog Cancer,” he spoke while pacing the room. “Hodgkin Lymphoma, Jeff,” I said and he nodded. “But right now, you are having breakfast. You cn’t just skip breakfast like that okay?” he ordered and made his way to the kitchen. I shook my head, and went in for breakfast. Jeff made me some toast and coffee to ease my throbbing headache. We just sat in silence for a while as I ate breakfast. Jeff called his aunt and told her to inform the school that he will not be attending today. I left a note on my mom’s bedside table that read :

Will not be attending school today. Mrs. Chance already called in for me. Will explain once I am back. Take Rest. I love you. :*

Jeff offered to drive, and we hit the road to Willson Street a half hour before 12.

Uhm Hi Guys! Uh sorry for not posting. Lack of motivations gets the best of me sometimes. Okay anyways, I noticed that the reads for each chapter is mostly decreasing and that is quite heartbreaking sorry, please bare with me. I'm trying my best to update as soon as possible and make this story as interesting as possible. And also shoutout to  @megan_dwyer  for being the first comment that isn't from my friends, so thank you Megan! Okay that's it! BYEEEE!!