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Disclaimer: I do not own The Fault in Our Stars or any of it's content. This chapter contains mild language, similar to in the book. As long as you are mature, you should be okay, but, it is rated T for 13+.

Since Augustus died, I'm okay, in terms of cancer. The emotional issues, I've gone downhill with. Isaac is still NEC. We're meeting up today. I go to see Augustus every day, though it may be more enjoyable if he weren't dirt and a stone in the ground. I went to Support Group last week. Isaac and I have stopped with the sighs and they are replaced with quiet sobs. I am picking him up in thirty minutes. I was watching YouTube videos today and saw an interview with Peter van Houten. Apparently douche-pants has sobered up and is writing more books. Nothing about AIA. Of course. Isaac is calling. "Hi," he says. "Hey," I respond. "I'm ready when you are," he mutters. That's something we've done since Gus died. Mutter. "Okay, I'll be there in a minute. Bye." "Bye, Support Group Hazel," I can hear him smile. That's new. I get in the car, lifting my oxygen tank into the back. Sometimes it's annoying to have to have to drag around this tank constantly, no breaks, but I've gotten pretty use to it. Isaac and I are going to play blind guy video games and go see Gus. Well, as much as you can see a dead man. As I pull into his house he is already waiting outside, leaning on his blind guy cane. I get out of the car and we hook arms as I lead him to the passenger seat and help him in. I walk to the other side of the car, climb in, and turn the car on. "To Augustus?" I nod. Then I realize he can't see me nodding. I respond with a simple yes. When we get to the cemetery I start to cry. Isaac is choking up but he can't cry because he doesn't have eyes. "Where are the damn trophies..." he begins. "I know," I respond. "It sucks so bad." "Yep," I sigh. "Why him?" I ask. "I have no clue," he responds. "Why couldn't I have been there more? Like, why was I never there for him? I could have been a better friend and I blew my chance." His shoulders shake. After a moment of silence, I finally respond. "You could have done worse," I'm not going to bullshit him and say he couldn't have done better because he could have; so could I. "Yeah, now, before this gets deep," he answers. "Let's go play blind guy video games." I push my hair out of my face and say, "Deal." When we're back at Isaac's, we play blind guy video games, like usual. Graham comes in and tells Mayhem to kill himself, like usual. But this time, something different happened. After we both died- not quite so heriocally Augustus Waters- Isaac spoke up. "Hazel," he asks. "I need to talk to you." "Okay..." I answer, nervously.

Sorry for the cliffhanger! But the next chapter should be up VERY soon! Like said above, criticism in reviews would be helpful!