Reaching

Friends

I sit in the bathroom, tears run down my cheeks, my phone in my hand, I just got a text from my mom saying my father had stage two lung cancer, great, now I feel like crap staying in New Mexico while my fathers in the hospital, I told my mom that if anything happens, to let me know, I was about to get up when the door cracked open "oh! Hi?" It's Dylan, he looks at me and frowns "why are you crying?" I take a deep breath and say "I'm not crying" he nods " I just washed my face, and some water got in my eyes" he nods again "oh, ok, well, can I go and take a shit now?" I snort and leave, taking a deep breath again, j climb into my makeshift bed and try to sleep, but nothing is working, grabbing my phone, the only person that would help me though this? That's easy, I'm about to text her, but then I realize that it's 3 in the morning, probably shouldn't, instead, I text my other best friend from Canada, it should be about 10:00 over there, I text her

"Hey Finely! Sorry to bother you! If you have a moment, could you call me? I need to talk to you" I send it, about three minutes later, I get a call, stepping away from Dylan's bedroom door, I answer

"Hey Allie! What's up?" I take a breath "hey Finley! Uh, I just got a text from my mom, she said that my dad has stage two cancer in his lungs, and I don't know what to do!" I could almost see her face, full of sympathy and something else, determination? "That's horrible! I'm so sorry to hear that! How about this, what hospital is he in?" Confused, I answer "Peace arch" I can tell she's up to something "ok, here's what I'm thinking, I'll take my phone, and you can face time your father from there! What time is it over there?"

After talking with Finley a little more, I finally hang up, I check the time, it's 5:00 I talked to Finley for an hour! I decide that, because I won't be able to sleep, I should probably do something more predictive, grabbing some clothes, I go and take a shower, once I finish, Dylan was cooking breakfast "what's that your cooking?" I ask as I sit down "breakfast for me" he says "oh, not for me!" I say mockingly me smirks and nods "yup!" I groan and grad some cereal "fine! I'll make my own" I roll my eyes, and grab some milk and a bowl "how did you sleep?" I ask as I sit down