Cancer sucks ass. Literately. I was diagnose with lung cancer when I was 15. I am now 17. My life is pretty depressing until I met Tobias Watson. Who is he? Well you'll find out.
For the whole week, Tobias have not been making out with other girls. He must really like me. Alex invited us over to his indoor pool on Friday night. I went and only watched. Tobias has a huge tattoo on his ribs that spells out Faith on his left side of his ribs.
He has a six pack and muscles it was hard not to stare. Logan sat beside me wearing a bikini and reading a book. The boys were playing around, pushing each other to the pool.
I was on my phone checking Tobias's Instagram. He has pictures of him snowboarding, or him shirtless with girls hardly wearing any clothes attached to him. Nothing much. I exit out of Instagram and turned off my phone. I watched as Tobias jumped in the pool, getting Alex and Larri wet.
"Hey babe come in it's warm!" Alex yells to Logan.
"I don't think so, I don't want to get wet." Logan says as she flips a page.
"But you did last night." She immediately threw goggles at his head as the others laugh. I rolled my eyes. Stupid sex jokes.
"Men are so stupid." Logan mumbled. I gave her some of my milkshake.
"Tell me about it." I said and sighed.
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On the weakened, I spent my time on studying and had to get a PET scan just to make sure everything is okay. Which came back the next day and everything was okay. Valerie hardly talked to me. She's been focusing on her acting and violin, which was fine by me. Next week Dad has to leave for another fashion show in Italy. Mom would've gone if it wasn't for me. She doesn't want to leave me just in case something bad happens.
I paid attention to school, Tobias and I hung out and this café at the square after school sometimes when he didn't haven't practice. Logan came over at my place on Thursday so we can have a girls day only. We watched movies, and talked about life.
Friday night Tobias had a snowboarding competition, and if asked if I waned to go. I agreed only because he promised me hot chocolate after words. He won 2nd place, Alex 1st. It's now a Saturday, and I'm at the doctors. the other day I had trouble breathing so my Mom immediately took me to this stupid place. As we waited, Mom is reading a magazine and I'm playing on my phone until I got a text from Tobias.
TOBIAS: Are you free tonight @ 8?
I showed Mom. "Say yes!" She says. I replied back a yes. He replies back with a wink emoji. Then doctor came in with the papers. I turn off my phone. He sit's down in his chair and clears his throat. Oh boi, that's a bad sign.
"So apparently the tumor got bigger. It's a size of a golf ball." He just drops the mic. It took Mom to realize what he was saying.
"I-is there a way we can fix this?" Mom asked. The doctor sighed.
"We need to do a surgery or we can do radiation. If we do the surgery you have to wait for 3 months until the new lung that has you're type of blood and everything get's here."
I looked at Mom. If I get a new lung, I will no longer have cancer. Sometimes, lung cancer comes back after you've had treatment. This is called a recurrence. It can happen at any time or not at all. But lung cancer is most likely to return within 5 years after you were diagnosed. Mom sighed.
"I'll give you time to think." He adds and write down his number and gave it to Mom. Mom gave me a soft squeeze. I didn't return one back.
The drive home was quiet. When we head inside when we got home, Mom and I found Valerie making out with a guy half naked on the sofa in the living room. Mom's face went red.
"I'll be in my room." I said quickly and head to the elevator.
I quickly went to my room, closing the door behind me and head to my bathroom to take a shower.
I had and hour before Tobias came over to pick me up. I washed my hair twice so it can smell good. I always smell like coconut oil and shea butter mixed together. When I dried myself and put on my underwear and bra I went to my closet. I looked at my clothes taking out a t-shirt, long sleeve jean jacket and skinny black jeans with black combat boots.
Then I put on my make up not putting to much. I looked okay, I put on the portable tank. Mom came in, sitting on my desk chair.
"Oh honey you look great!" She says as she take in my outfit. That's the first she usually hates this type of outfits.
"Really? You don't think it's too much?" I asked and looked down at the outfit. She shakes her head.
"No, you look great. If he doesn't see that then he's not worth it." I sighed. "Just don't be like your sister. She was about to go have se--"
"OKAY MOM! I get it, I don't need to know all that." I said quickly. Jeez as the oldest by 20 minutes she ought to know better. Yes I was the last one out of the vagina.
"Mom--" I heard the door bell ring. She winks at me.
"Good luck." She says. I sighed and headed downstairs nervously.
