CHAPTER ONE
Bianca's POV
Life, life is defined as a characteristic state or mode of living.
Life span: this is defined as the period between a persons birth and death.
To most people life is the most important thing, people would do anything just to be alive.
Well, not me. I don't want to be alive anymore. What's the point of living when there's nothing to live for and living only causes pain.
What if you wake up one day and find out that everyone and everything you love is constantly slipping away from you leaving you in this dark,cold and empty world.
What if your suffering?, what if there is something in you,something you can't get away from?. Something that haunts your loved ones in their dreams, something that is daring you to try and make it past another day.
What if your existence is a punishment to you and your loved ones.
Just because they care so much about you, they stay up all through the night taking turns watching over you just to make sure that you don't leave them before you have to.
What if there's something inside you that makes you scared to ever close your eyes?. Your just so scared you know that very soon the cold, unforgiving hands of death will take you from the surface of the earth, take you from your family, from everything that you know and love.
What is death? Death is something that will take me soon.
Death is the inevitable of a man/woman or child. Death is the ultimate rest. I hear that when you die your taken to a place,a place that lets you see and watch over all your loved ones and that once a year the dead come back to their families on a special day called the day of the dead. Now that I think about it maybe they only tell me that so that I can feel better because we all know I'm going to die soon.
Death is inevitable and for some others it comes earlier that intended and for me, it seems that this is the case.
I have the worst luck most of the time but most people think otherwise. Most people feel like I've got it so good. Many people tell me how much they would want to trade lives with me. I had once almost deared someone to walk one feet, just a feet in my shoes and see if they would survive it.
Most people think that I've got things so easy, so good. Thanks to my parents no one knows exactly what I'm suffering from.
No one knows that it is compulsory for me to stop by the hospital at least two times a week to make sure I stay alive long enough.
No one knows that the so called parents of the year who just happen to my parents are actually never around. I only have my brother, my brother blake and my aunty hillary. They are the only other people in the world apart from my parents and my best friend that know what I'm suffering from.
In my case I might as well say that my parents didn't raise me. Heck! they couldn't have raised me and they still aren't raising my brother and I. Mainly because they are never around. My parents feel that their only duty is to check up on us once in a while and buy us ridiculously expensive things. Well we are used to it now and we don't complain anymore or even bother to ask if they would be home for the weekend.
Wallowing in this self agony that is my life I didn't notice my brother coming into my room and sitting on the edge of my bed.
He gives me a warm greeting with a large smile and I can tell that today is another one of those days...those days when I have to go to my second home. It's not like I'm complaining, I like it there and if not for my aunt Hillary who is more of a nanny that we have grown fond of and my brother I would have left and started my new life at the hospital.
Noticing that I'm lost in thought I guess, my brother pushes his brown hair back and begins to go through my closet to pick out something for me to wear to my reunion with my second home after five days.
"You know you don't have to do that for me, I can pick out my own clothes I'm not a kid anymore." I say as I walk over to grab my fani pack where I store all my medicine from the closet. My brother shoots me a bright smile.
"You are still a little girl, You know that right. And I'm your big brother it's my duty to make sure you wear exactly what I say you should" he says with a grin as I begin to take out my morning medicine, this consists of a lot of pills twelve of them to be exact. I know that there is no point in arguing with Blake because this is what he does, he looks out for me. I'm not sure if he does this because it's only two of us or because he knows that soon he'll be the only one left but not matter the reason I'm glad that he does this for me and I love it.
Blake finally turns to face me and dumps my newly picked out clothes on my bed.
"It's cold out today so I want you to wear this sweat shirt and jeans. The air is way to chill for you to wear a skirt plus it's really windy out". He says and I respond with a simple nod of my head.
He then turns around and his grey eyes take in my facial expression. I'm currently scowling at my drugs as he takes them from me and leads me down stairs after making sure that I'm able to move without pain.
As we make our way down the stairs that are way to long, I begin to feel my body slowly giving in to the pain that is currently present in my stomach. While I shut my body and conscience out before they can pass a message to my brain just like I always do to avoid collapsing in front of people.
As blake and I get into the dinning area, we are met by our nanny aunt Hillary.
"Good morning aunty hillary" blake and I say simultaneously. Aunty hillary finally turns to us after carefully arranging breakfast on the dinning table and gives us a warm greeting.
"Good morning master blake, miss Bianca. How was your night" she says.
"Very good aunt yours?".
"Mine was splendid. Now common, come sit and eat or your food will get cold." she says with a bright smile.
I take in the sight in front of me. This mouth watering dish that my body will not allow me to digest fully. Just as I start to slip into my mind again.
Blake says "here take your pudding your drugs are mixed in there just how you like it". I thank him and begin to force my body to swallow the drugs. After taking my drugs I don't have any space left in my stomach for the actual food.
By this time blake has eaten up almost half of everything on his tray. He looks up at me and I give him a weak smile.
"Hey" he say in a weak voice to get my attention.
" You don't have to eat that. Let me take you to your room. You can get dressed and we'll leave for the hospital OKay".
"Okay". I say as I begin to lift my body from my seat and he rushes to my side to help me up.
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Teen FictionOne girl, One life threatening disease, Bianca Hart, the town sweetheart has only her parents, brother , best friend and his family. She doesn't like to let people in knowing that one day she will take her last breath and it's going to be worse on h...
