Their Little Princess

Chapter 26

Opening your eyes when you have no motivation is very hard but add cancer to that and it's nearly impossible. I just have to face the fact that I am depressed. I can't keep running and denying it any longer. I need to not blame anyone or anything anymore. I know my past is hard but the word past means that it's over. I can still feel it but I can't let it define me any longer. I need to live in the moment. Life can be very short so I need to stop wasting time dwelling on the past and start living the present. I breathe and that's more than some people have so I need to be appreciative. It's okay to feel down and left behind but I can try and help myself. No one can go through this battle for me. I am the only one living my life so I need to start acting like it. I opened my eyes with greed for the first time in a while. I looked up at the hospital ceiling and just did nothing. I wasn't looking for anything or even moving. I took a deep breath. I inhaled all of my problems, all of my pain, all of my doubts, and just held it. I let that breath run through my entire body, letting it cleanse all of me. I slowly exhaled all of my baggage. I let myself become light and free. I let a small smile come to my face.

I am ready for today.

I am ready to live.

I slowly lifted my bed into a sitting position and looked around my room. Dad was there, of course, sitting on "his" chair. I looked around and saw Ethan laying upside down on the little hospital couch annoying Brandon by putting his feet in Brandon's face. Trevor and Jake were in the other set of chairs playing chess together.

You heard me, chess.

I know what you're thinking, they are too stupid for chess. Well, they are. I think it's a game of who sucks less. Anyway, I finally saw Grayson, Elli, and John sitting on the floor playing Crazy8 together through Imessage. I leaned over and grabbed Dad's hand.

"Good Morning, Dad." Dad quickly turned toward me and gave me a big smile.

"Good morning, Sweetheart. You seem to be in a good mood." I offered him a bigger smile and nodded.

"I realized that I am depressed, and that's okay, however, I need to start living life and stop letting my past define me." Dad gave me an impressed look that was soon covered up by a grin.

"I'm so proud of you, my love. I'm glad you have come to realize that." I giggled and nodded.

"We are also so proud of you, Beautiful. You deserve the world and I can't wait for us to show it to you." Jake spook up from the side of my bed. I turned and looked at the boys and smiled.

"Thank you guys for not giving up on me."

"Of course Bri. You are amazing." Trevor said.

"Well, what can I do while I'm here. I kinda am very bored." Grayson and Ethan looked at each other and smirked. They both shot up out of their spots and rushed out into the hall.

"Those two are literally crackheads," Brandon said while shaking his head. I let out a belly laugh and bent over in the bed. The rest of the boys joined in and laughed at Brandon's statement. I was about to ask what we could do again but Ethan and Grayson burst through the door with two wheelchairs.

"What are you guys planning on doing with those?" Dad asked while standing up from "his" chair smirking. They looked at each other then back at us.

"Wheelchair races!" They both screamed at the same time.

"Hell yeah!" John said while running over to the pair. The rest of the boys went over to Ethan and Grayson.

"Well, this isn't fun for me," I mumbled while looking at the boys fighting over who gets to go first. Dad just smiled at me and then held up his fingers. 3,2,1. He then looked at the door as a nurse walked in. She just smiled and did something with my IV. The nurse must have put my IV on a moveable pole because she rolled it right to me and allowed me to stand up. I had to hold onto Dad because my legs were weak. I gave him a worried look and he looked at me with pity.