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Bailey's pov The world stopped. It felt like it stopped.
The words that moved passed her lips hit me so hard, that it pushes the air out of my lungs. Cancer. The word was like a mocking echo we had promised to leave behind us. We had won. She had won.
I looked down at my little sister, squished between our parents. Her face is unreadable but I know she is well aware of what is going on around her. How? God why? She had won? Hadn't she?
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"No," I whispered, my heart tearing apart. I don't think I will have a heart anymore after tonight. It doesn't feel like it will heal after this announcement. I shook my head, my vision going blurry as I begin to cry. " It can't be. You're lying!"
The last words came out like a yell, my throat aching with the aggressiveness I used. " Tell me you're lying mom!" I screamed, causing Lil to squirm away and look at me in fear. I quickly toned down my anger, not wanting her to fear me.
I approached them, falling to my knees beside the bed, staring at Lillian in fear. I am angry, I am not sure at who, the doctors, the cancer, God? No, even through this I am not angry at God. Instead, I am on my knees, praying to him to give us one more chance to fight this once again
"Lilian," I croaked, reaching for her little hand that she pushed toward me. Her little eyes are filled with tears, but she manages to crack a smile even through all what she was going through.
"I can do it again Aile," she said softly, her voice shuddering. " I can beat it again," her eyes filled with determination and I could no longer hold it, I burst into full blown tears, crying until my chest hurt.
That night we all stayed in Lilian’s room, all four of us magically fitting in her small bed. Sure dad kind of hanged a bit and fell on the floor in the middle of the night, however we stayed. And that's what we needed right now, our family, together.
It was morning, and I am supposed to be up and ready for school. I can't bring myself to roll out of bed, far less walk. I can't even bring myself to eat.
I am snuggled up close to Lilian, cuddling her little frail body. Why hadn't we noticed the signs had returned? Had she been in pain all this while and hadn't told us anything?
I hadn't caught a wink of sleep last night. I don't think none of us did actually, none except for Lilian. I bet her little body was so tired. I couldn't imagine what she was feeling right now.
hear the doorereak open and mom pops her head in. She smiles when
she sees that Iam awake. " Need to get ready-for school baby." she said
softly n not wanting to wake up Lillian, I nodSpeeling away from mycittle SiS istér and moving off the bed.
I got ready for school, wearing a tank top and some ripped jean shorts and put on a hoodie. I didn't really want to dwell on my appearance today so I left my hair down messily and made my way back into my sister's room
I planted a softkiss on her cheek. " You're right you can fight and beat it again ‘my heart aches as I -~ leave hetand make my way SS downstairs. Mom and dad is irtthe Kitchen, her laptop open as Bash voiée cut through the air. Content ©
" She can do it again, right?" Bash voice is soft, so opposite of how husky it has always been. " Lillian is a fighter, of course she can beat it again." mom replied while dad nodded.
"I'm off,” I yell for them to hear, not really able to go over there and talk to Bash knowing I'd burst into tears. " Did you have-
Dad's words cut off when I closed the front door, skipping down the stairs. I will be taking the bus today. However, instead of making my way to school, I stopped the bus at a park and got down.
And that's where I stay for the next eight hours;on the swings, tears flowing dewn my cheeks and c ignoring any text or calls from > anyone who was trying to reach me. I jusQwanted to be alone, however I
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