Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the names. I own the plotline.
This is my new story, Enjoy!
Death's in my short life
It was a new morning, a new day of my life. The life that was going to end soon.
I am Isabella Marie Swan, the daughter of Charlie and Renée Swan. My dad was a police officer, I am saying was because he is no more. He was shot in the line of duty, who could have thought of such a deadly encounter in a dead city as Forks. Well that's what is said 'Life is not fair', right?
Well anyway I know more of life's misery that anyone. Two years after dad left us, my grandmother too closed her eyes. Grandmother Swan was the only one who understood me, mom too did, but she is not exactly the person who I can go to and get some advice so grandmother Swan was like my best friend, mother, father, she was like a world to me.
I was seven when my dad died, my mom was a housewife at that time. When we heard about dad we rushed to the hospital, we found him with his mother by his side, tears in her eyes. Dad was conscious so as we raced into the room he glanced up and saw us standing in the doorway, he smiled timidly my mother and I cried harder seeing him like this. His whole body was hooked with all sorts of medical instruments. We went and sat by his side. After about ten minutes my best friends and sisters Rosalie and Alice came. They were really supportive, Rose immediately took me in her arms and Alice soothed me. After about an hour the heartbeat meter started to show a sudden drop, till the time we could understand what happened, it went still, that's how my dad died. Before burying the body some tests where run on his body to see what made his death come so fast, and that's when it was discovered. He had leukemia. The moment the doctor saw the reports he asked me, my mother and my grandmother to get ourselves tested. My mother refused to get me tested at first, in her eyes I could see the fear of losing me. But we got ourselves tested anyway, to our utter relief we all were tested negative, the doctor said that it might be in my grandfather but we never got to know since he died of diabetes, yeah diabetes can be dangerous too.
After the whole fiasco my we couldn't take it anymore so my mother decided to leave the past behind and move to Phoenix, where she got the job of a preschool teacher. I protested, I did not want to leave Alice, Rosalie and grams behind. Alice, Rosalie and I know each other since we where kids, we were more like than friends sisters. I gave my mother a condition on which we will move from Forks, she fulfilled it. She bought grams with us to Phoenix. She was old and could not have taken care of herself so I insisted on bringing her with me. My mom and grams got together pretty well. So while mom was at work and grams would look after me. Even though I left Forks but my heart was still there. I remained in touch with Alice and Rose, they even visited me for my summer vacations, Rose's mom was a big business tycoon and was in partnership with Alice's mom. Alice's mom and dad got divorced when she was a kid while Rose's father had died due to terminal illness.
Life was going on, things were getting better, until a few years ago. I started getting spells of morning sickness, at first I thought that they must be because of my wrong eating habits so I did not mention it to my mom. But then the trend continued for about a week, one fine morning I was getting another spell and suddenly my mom came and saw me, pale faced and barfing out. She suddenly rushed to my side and helped me up, got my mouth rinsed and helped me downstairs.
"Bella, honey. Are you feeling alright?" I had never seen the cloud of concern over her eyes along with the fear of losing me.
"Yeah. It was just some morning sickness, I'll get over it." I started to go up and get dressed for school. It was a good thing that she did not ask me more or I would have to lie to her, and I totally suck at lying. The week went by, I did not get caught. But one morning when I was hurrying for school my mother stopped me.
"Bella, we need to talk." She said in a stern voice, from behind her I could see my grams coming into the living room to join our conversation. This must be something serious.
"About what?" I sounded confused even to my own ears. This raged my mother's anger even more.
"Bella, how could you not tell us…" She shouted but grams calmed her down a bit. I have never seen my mother getting mad, I could tell from their faces that the expression on my face was beyond horrified. "I am sorry, I did not mean to scare you." She apologized in a calmer tone. "But Bella, why did you not tell us?" She continued.
"Tell you what?" I asked, clueless again.
"Tell us the fact that you are sick." This time grams answered. I froze.
"Bella, answer me, why did you not tell us." My mom asked, again in a stern voice.
"I…mom….I just…..well…" I stuttered. I glanced over to grams for help, which she did.
"Ok, fine. Now tell us how long have you been getting these sickness spells?" Even though she tried to help, but I was most certainly sure that mom would get even madder at the answer to this question.
"Few months." I barely whispered, but she heard me. I saw her eyes getting wide. I guess this opened the flood gate.
"Isabella Marie Swan!" My mother exclaimed, this time grams did nothing to stop her. She too knew that soothing my mom right now would be like putting your hand in a lioness mouth. "Why in the name of god did you not tell this to me before?" She really was mad, I have never heard my mom swearing before.
"Because mom, I did not want you to worry about me. I know that I am alright so now stop worrying about me. Now can I go to school?" I mustered my courage and spoke.
"No. Definitely not. I am taking an appointment with the doctor today and you are getting yourself checked. End of Discussion." She totally knew that I am going to throw a fit on this. How well my mother knows me, I thought.
My mother quickly got dressed and she and I went to the hospital, we had to leave grams home cauz she was little sick these days so we did not want to take any risks. Mom called sick at her work as well as my school and we went for the appointment, the appointment that changed my life. The little trip to the doctors clinic started as normal until I told him the symptoms, at first he studied me and then wrote a test. My mom got me tested, we got the results the very evening, and that's where it all started.
"Calm down mom, you are literally shivering." We were sitting in the doctor's clinic the following evening.
"Miss Swan, the doctor would like to see you." The nurse announced after a few minutes. We quickly stood up and went in. In the office the doctor was standing over the window with the report in his hands, he turned towards the door when he heard us coming in.
"Oh yes, please take a seat." He said calmly. We did as he instructed.
"What is it doctor? Is everything alright?" My mom asked, unable to contain herself.
"Well I am afraid that everything is not alright." He said, this time in a less calm voice. My mother caught her breadth in her throat. "Mrs. Swan, is there any history of cancer in your family?" He asked, looking in my mother's direction.
"Well yes, my husband had it, but I got Bella and myself checked for it." My mom quickly explained.
"And may I know what the report said?" The doctor asked, regaining his calmness.
"Yes, the reports were negative, why?" Now she was getting worried.
"Because Mrs. Swan, here it says positive." My mother altogether stopped breathing, tears welling up in her eyes. My own eyes widened.
"But the reports…and they…..negative…." She said, sobbing.
"I understand Mrs. Swan, but her cancer is a genetic one and takes time to develop and show up. How old was Bella when you got her checked?" The doctor asked, deep in his own thoughts.
"Seven, I was seven." I quickly replied.
"Ah, I see. She was young at that time so her body was not much developed and because of which the test where not able to detect it. But now she has grown up because of which now her body is showing immunity against the disease." He explained, as the words left the doctors mouth my mom became rigid besides me.
"So, what can be done?" She asked as she recovered.
"Bella, can you please go outside, I want to talk to your mother in private." The doctor looked in my direction and spoke.
"No, I want to know the truth. Please, I want to know what it is." I more demanded than requested.
"Bella…." My mom started.
"No mom, I want to know." I cut her off.
"Ok, so here's the thing. Bella's cancer has developed to a stage that now it cannot be stopped. I would have recommended chemo, but now it's useless." This set my mom free.
"What do you mean 'it cannot be stopped'?" the practically yelled at the doctor but he seemed unaffected. A thing doctors learn over years.
"I mean Mrs. Swan is that Bella has about two more years of her life left." He said it, I went numb. Two years.
"Can we not do anything?" My mom asked like she was begging him.
"Sadly, no. As I said, the cancer has developed way too much to be stopped. And even if we try to prolong her life, it will be full of pain and suffering. Because of cancer, she will get attacks. I think better that living that life, it's to die. Right now I will give her some medicines that can provide relief from the sickness spells and hopefully prolong her time." The doctor started writing the medicines.
"What if she gets an attack?" My mother asked, streams of tears flowing down her cheek.
"For that, Mrs. Swan you will have to get her checked every month. There is no other way for that." He replied, while writing. "Here, these are some medicines, take them every morning before breakfast and every night after dinner, you will feel better." He said with a timid smile. I got up and helped my mom to her feet. We thanked the doctor and went out, took the medicines and went to the car. My mom sat in the car and started crying, I too was not able to contain my tears. I felt bad for her, she had suffered a lot lately and now this. How will she be able to handle all this?
"Mom, please stop crying. I do not want grams to know about this." I soothed her.
"What do you mean, Bella?" She asked, still sobbing.
"Mom, I mean grams is sick a lot these days. I don't want her to know that I have leukemia. This will make her worry unnecessarily more." I explained.
"I think you are right. But, oh Bella, leukemia."
"Don't worry mom. It will all be alright. Now let's get home before grams get worried." We drove home shortly after. We told grams that I had a weak stomach and there was no need to worry. She was relieved to hear about it. Little did we know that what disaster is waiting for us ahead.
After about two months of my cancer discovery, grams left us. At night she suffered from a cardiac arrest and died right there and then. We discovered it in the morning when mom went to wake her up for the breakfast. My mom was broken from the inside, but pretended to be strong from the outside. Slowly my medication became costly and mom's salary was not enough for it all. So after a few months of being in debt mom and I decided to move back to Forks. Over there grams still had our old house, also since dad was a police officer so I had privileges from the hospital. Mom, too, got a good paying job. So now we are moving back to the place where it all started.
This world is too short, now I understand the real meaning of this phrase. I am on my way to the place where this all started. The place where my mother died once and maybe will die once more, but only this time there will be no one to help her, to support her, to pick her pieces and put them back.
This time she will be alone.
This time she will not come back.
This is my new story. Finally I am able to post it. Also soon I am going to post some more new stories.
I was just reading stories about Bella being sick and then I saw 'A Walk To Remember' and I decided to right my story too. Hope you guys like it. And don't worry I am not going to put any of my previous stories on hold.
Review and tell me whether I should continue it or not.
Much Love,
Bella