Chapter 1:
Emma's point of view (pov)
I still hated him- I reminded myself as I got to Leo's room. Despite my best efforts to stay away I still found myself going back to him, and I didn't like it. I was supposed to be so angry for letting myself fall in love with him, I was supposed to be angry at him for sleeping with Kara yet I couldn't be- and I didn't know why. Maybe it was his smile. The room seemed to light up when he smiled, or maybe it was his eyes. They sparkled like the stars in the sky. Or maybe it was the fact I was heads over heels in love with him.
"Hey Emma." His voice echoed through my soul as he pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Hey. I sat down on his bed.
We lived in a hospital. Unlikely friends in any other world forced together in a sad and terrifying place. But I was glad we were pushed together,however good things don't last forever. I glanced down at my red band as I thought of all the good times we had shared. Me, Leo, Kara, Dash, Charlie and Jordi. The red band society. That's what we had called ourselves. Leo gave us all bands that we cherished and wore with pride.
"What's up guys?" I heard the familiar voice that belong to Dash ring through the room.
"Nothing much, Emma here was talking non-stop." Leo replied, sarcasm dripping from his every word. I smirked at him before turning back around to face dash, just in time to see Jordi walk past. He had distanced himself from us all and we didn't know why? whenever we were in the room him and Leo shared he wouldn't enter.
Kara bounced in looking please with herself. Her heart surgery had gone well and she was leaving today.
"Goodbye losers, I hope you all enjoy yourselves because I am out of here!" her voice sang.
She was nice. Well nicer than she used to be, but people never really change. I mean, they do, but she can sometimes go back into her usual grumpy self. I was also angry at her because of Leo, but we had become friends as we had comforted each other through times of need and It was then i understood something. Why should I dwell on the past? It was then, as we all stood together that I realised I needed to let go of what was holding me back- the past. so I was going to let go.
Me, Leo, Kara and dash. Charlie had gone. He was free to be himself again and we were all so proud. Even though we were soon to be left as the three musketeers we didn't let that stop us. Charlie came to visit once a week, and Kara- although I didn't believe her- had said she would do the same. All we had to do was find out what was wrong with Jordi then we could be a team again.
And good news. I was getting better. Eating every day, all three meals gone- and they maybe small meals, but I was getting there. Leo- whose cancer had returned- was doing well also. He started to play football again, after a lot of consideration, and didn't let the cancer get to him. Dash was still the same, waiting for a new set of lungs, but he was high up in the waiting list so we all knew it wasn't going to take long. Jordi though. His cancer remained, it hadn't grown but it was still there, and we could all see him crumbling in front of us. But I knew that wasn't the only thing weighing him down. And I was determined to find out what it was.