True Love Can Die

True Love Can Die

Attack of lung cancer. Living with it is bad enough, but getting teased about it lowers my self-esteem and brings on stronger pain. At least I have Ryan with me, he would never hurt me. Right?

published on July 04, 2014not completed

Revealed

Revealed
It was in English, the class had just finished and everyone was rising from their seats for lunch, only I couldn't. A sharp pain grabbed my chest and dragged me to the floor, pulling at me. I gasped for air at every chance I could, only it never could invite it's self in, or take an invitation.
Ryan stood by me, shouting indistinct words, it was all a blur. I felt my eyesight get narrower and narrower until blackness took over and I fell to the ground, what was this?

I woke up in a sterile room, many unrecognizable faces all looking at me with comforting faces. It didn't feel comforting though. Their eyes were piercing and scary, but that was because I never knew them. I've always been scared of people I didn't know, my mother and father always told me it was a good thing but that was before she died and before my dad was addicted to alcohol.
I gently sat up, I felt woozy. I suddenly remember the terrifying happening of my chest pains. 'I want Ryan!' I scream so loudly they wince.
'He cannot see you now Darling, we'll wait until your better.' I saw my dad walk in, or should I say waddle. he was drunk and he carried a putrid smell of liquor wherever he went. His eyes were barely open and he banged into many medical equipment before coming over to me and very abruptly asking 'What's up with you?' I felt so ashamed by only looking at him. 'Just leave Dad. Go home.' I say not even bothering making eye contact, I couldn't stand him.
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