"Your illness doesn't define you, your strength and courage does." - Unknown

Cancer. It tears you apart. It obliterates you, destroys you. But have you ever thought to look closer, not at the carrier, but at the carriers family and friends. People who may say that they are fine and just shrug it off, but in reality the pressure is cracking down on them, crushing them. People never choose to look at the family until the carrier has died and by then it is too late. Their sorrow has overcome them, taken over them and all that left of them is the empty shell of what they once were. You can see it in there eyes, there is an old saying that the eyes are the windows to the soul. But what do you see if the soul is no longer there? Darkness. Their eyes turn into a whirlpool of emotions and it rips them to shreds. They fall deeper and deeper down blaming themselves for the carriers death, saying that they should have done more. That is why caring about the families of the people who have cancer is just as important as caring about the person. That is why I chose not to tell mine. And that is why 3 days ago I ran away. To save them.

- Three day's earlier -

Tears streamed down my face as carelessly drove through the traffic. It didn't matter to me if I was in a car crash, I was going to die anyway so what was the point? I took a deep breath at the next red light and told myself to pull it together. I knew what I had to do, I didn't want to but I will if it means saving the love of my life from tears. Tom should be at work at the moment and I should be able to pack up my things before he gets back. 

As I pulled up the driveway I noticed something was wrong, there was a car at our house, but I knew that it wasn't Tom's and I was in mine. I quickly shrugged it off as I was pulled back into reality. Opening the door I swore I could hear moaning, but we lived next to a flat full of uni students so it didn't surprise me.

What did surprise me was the fact that the moaning got louder as I got closer to our bedroom. I said myself  a silent prayer and what I saw was my worse nightmare. My fiance in bed with another woman. She was skinnier and younger than me, probably loaded too. I stood there in the doorway frozen, not knowing what to do, I had put all my trust into that man and he managed to ruin it in a matter of seconds. 

Suddenly Tom seemed to notice I was there and stopped in his tracks. A look of horror ad realisation transformed his face and he now looked scared for his life (rightly so) " Maia I swear, it isn't what it looks like," I roll my eyes at his attempt at an explanation "Really?" I reply "Well tell me then what happened?" He opened his mouth but I wasn't finished yet "What? Did she trip and fall? Did you happen to be at home at the precise time I was out and just accidentally had sex with another women? Did you get her mixed up with me? I mean I know that Ginger and Blonde hair is so similar, but that's OK accidents happen right?" I finished sarcastically. Tom seems lost for words and the Blonde chick seems terrified.

"You had a girlfriend?" she says obviously surprising Tom as he leaped about 50 feet when she said it.

"Look Nora," Ah so her name is Nora

"No Tom, I don't want to hear it. You told me that you were single and that your last girlfriend died, I am sick of it we are so through I can't believe I ever trusted you,"

I was beginning to feel sorry for the girl. I mean she was just as surprised as I was to find that he was with somebody else. That is why when she tried to get out that I grabbed her arm

"You promise that you idea that I was with him?" I ask

"I didn't even know that you existed until 5 minutes ago" She replied with fear in her eyes

"In that case, I am not mad at you, hell I don't even blame you, technically you were doing the right thing, I mean there was nothing wrong with having sex with him if you thought that his girlfriend died. I forgive you"

I pulled her into a tight hug as she left the room hastily dressed and with messy hair.

I turn my attention onto Tom, but I don't say a single word to him. He doesn't deserve my breath, hell he doesn't even deserve my presence, I simply turned around and started packing my things.

"That's it?" He asked

I resist the urge to slap him. Oh the nerve of that man

"No big fight, no dramatically giving me back the engagement ring and walking out?"

I stop what I am doing and laugh

"Really?" I ask him " You think that I would be dumb enough to give you the engagement ring? I have other plans you idiot!"

I seem to have shocked him as he just stands there with his mouth wide open not doing anything. I finish packing and look him straight in the eye as I say

"Well I wish I could say that it was nice being with you, oh and all the bills that are overdue are in my drawer next to the bed. I will make sure that our child will be better than you. Goodbye asshole."

As I finish I leave the room with my stuff and walk out the front door. Behind me I hear the distant murmur of Tom begging for me to stay, but I block him out I have too much shit going on in my life right now to be bothered with him. In the car I contemplated whether murdering him was worth the life sentence, however the cons outweighed the pros and I just drove off.

Except I didn't know where to. I couldn't go to my mothers because I don't want her to find out about the cancer and I can't go to my best friends because of the same reason. I was broke homeless, with child and cancer. Great.

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That is the first chapter done! please vote and comment what you think, I want to know whether this is actually worth continuing. Until next time 

- Mercury-Venus