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The worst possible news to ever get is 'you're dying, and we can't do anything about it'

Well, not the worst. But for me it was. I was only 24... I graduated collage, I got a house, I was so prepared for life and now life is trying to prepare me for death.

They had to sit down and talk to me about what's happening in my body. I asked them about all the treatments, radiation therapy was the most likely to help me in my case, but they legitimately told me nothing was going to work.

They said, as hard at is was, and as cold as it was they had to tell me, that it was inevitable that I was going to die.

1 percent chance of living. I cried... I sobbed... And sobbed... And sobbed and sobbed and sobbed.

Nicole moved in with me in that day, dropping everything to make the rest of my life better.

Oddly enough, my body was dying, but I didn't feel it. Course I had some normal symptoms, but I looked normal.

I felt normal. But yet... I was dying.

I had a mental list for myself after I really let my brain and mind know I was going to die.

1- Try not to meet anyone new. Don't get attached cause... You're dying so.

2- don't do something stupid just because your dying. Like crack or something

3- no more lies. Not that you lie, but put your affairs in order.

4-pray. Just pray.

5- don't let Nicole get depressed. She needs to be happy.

And that's what I would think to myself. My sister was my mane priority, but I was also hers.

I did have some antibiotics, pretty useless, but it's supposed to help with the pain.

And Nicole, bless her heart, never... Not even once thought of her self.

Yeah she was selfless, but now, she was the actual definition of selfless.

"Joeybear! Wake up!" She said happily as she shook my torso. I groaned and covered my eyes from the sun rays that came into my room from the window.

"Let a dying boy sleep!" I grunted.

I told her not to pity me. I actually made my state sort of a joke; of course I know it's not, but I hate pity.

And I actually would joke around with the fact that I was dying after I cried myself dry.

Like when she told me to go to sleep cause I needed rest, I said 'I'll have plenty of time to do that when I'm dead'

And I actually laugh at it. I don't really have any particular importance on earth, so I just accepted it. This is Gods plan for me... I just have to trust it..

She chuckled a bit, even though I know she was slowly going to break after my death. We mean everything to eachother.

"As I recall from last night, you'll have plenty of time to do that when you're dead!" She said, quoting myself, I laughed a bit and got up.

"Okay okay" I said as I stretched and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes

"Okay, I made you breakfast, and we have leftovers in the fridge, I should head for work now, do not hesitate to call me, being a receptionist, I can always take your calls, and don't go somewhere without telling me!"
She said. I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"But mom!" I complained sarcastically like a child, she rolled her eyes and gave me a very tight hug.

"I love you!" Se said as she pulled away and grabbed her phone.

"I love you more" I replied.

"I love you most!" She said with a chuckle.
"I love you more then most!" I said, she rolled her eyes and laughed.

"Okay, dang, you win!" She said before leaving my bedroom, I heard her walk downstairs then pit the front door.

After I got changed out of my pajamas, I went downstairs. I was particularly hungry, so I just put it in the fridge.

I looked at how nice it was outside and decide to go for a walk. I texted Nicole, and left.

I live in a really nice area. Lots of trees. A decent amount of people living here, mostly families with young children since it's a very safe area.

I would walk on the sidewalk and and just go in circles around the neighborhood. But this time, was a little different.

I was walking on the sidewalk, enjoying the nice weather, when someone walked up beside me, naturally I stopped and gave the person a weird glance.

"Hiya" he said and held out his hand. I looked at him again, then at his hand, then back at him.

"Do I know you or...?" Obviously I knew I didn't know him, but who just walks up to someone on a sidewalk and shakes hands with them out of the blue? He looked about my age, which was odd saying that there weren't normally 20 year olds in this area.

"Apparently not since you don't know my name"
he was forward.... Little too forward if you as me, and I was in no mood to deal with some weird new guy in the neighborhood who's house kids would avoid on Halloween.

"Yeah apparently. Now if you'll let my carry on with my day." I murmured as I continued to walk, but, creepily enough, he walked beside me.

"Okay, are you following me or something?" I asked as I stopped and turned to my side to look at him.

"Nope." He said with an amused chuckle. He seemed like the pedophile type.

"What's you name?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Daniel" he said. I nodded slowly and proceeded to walk.
"Oh, so you get my name but I don't get yours?"

I chuckled a bit, almost silently.

"Joey" I answered. He hummed and then nodded.
I chuckled once more, and continued walking.

This time, him not following me. Eh, meeting a strange man who was probably following you, giving him your name, and then he disappears? Normal Tuesday.

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