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I remember,



When your eyes became teary.







"What?"







"I-I have cancer..."


She gasped.




"...cancer?"






I kept quiet.






"W-Why didn't you tell me? I could've hel-"




"Helped? You could've helped me? How? Are you a fucking doctor?! You know what? Stay away from me! It's better. I am going to die soon. Stay away and you won't get hurt."

And I walked away.


-

That night, I realised that I took my anger out on you.





The anger that had been growing inside me, from the day I got to know I had cancer.




I fucked up.


-

The next day you didn't come to school again.





You were crying, I guess.




...only if I knew.

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