Chloe Bourgeois was indeed popular, beautiful, and more obviously, a self absorbed twat. The fourteen year old was viewed by her fellow students as a spoiled brat who's father gave her everything she wanted and nothing less. Half of her peers feared her, wanting nothing to with her wrath, and the other half was fed up with her consistent dehumanizing behavior. She knew this, and this was the outcome she worked for the past year. Everyone knew she was spoiled, ratchet, and that the only person who held any value to her was no other than herself.

There was something they had left out in that list, one thing they didn't know. Chloe Bourgeois was diagnosed as terminal.

She'd had been living with this title for the past fourteen months. When she was first diagnosed, her father immediately hired the best doctors in Paris to tend to her, paying them extra to continue researching a cure as well. The chemotherapy was the worst thing Chloe had gone through, her fingernails weakened and she everyday going through it she'd felt as if she would be better off dead. The worst part about it was the fact that she had lost her hair. Losing her eyebrows weren't as painful, she just drew them on. But she had lost most of her blonde locks, and that's what really hit her. If people would have known what she was going through, they would have called her vain or conceited for caring more about that than her own life. But it wasn't just about learning to deal with the new hair loss, her blonde locks is was really shown the resemblance between her and her mother.

Audrey Bourgeois was many things to Chloe, beautiful, fashionable, always took charge, a designer; and of course most importantly, her mother. During most of her childhood, Chloe had looked up to her mom. Using her as a role model, her mother was the soul reason why Chloe always had to dress nice and be noticed by everyone. Audrey never gave her daughter the proper attention or care for that matter, she was always putting her work above everything else, including being a mother. The neglect is what sparked the attention issues Chloe had, the absence of her mother's love is what caused her to seek out the attention from everyone else. Especially from her childhood friend, Adrien Agreste. Due to her mother's designing work, she often worked on ideas with Adrien's father, Gabriel. This caused Chloe and Adrien to be close friends, both sharing a common factor, the absence of a proper family.

When Chloe's mother took off, for of course something work related, Chloe was practically raised by her butler. Her father being the mayor, was constantly working so he had no time for spending long amounts of time with her. Chloe being diagnosed took a toll on her father as well, having already lost the love of his life, he was about to lose his daughter as well.

Chloe layed on her queen sized bed, flat on her back, staring up at her ceiling. Thoughts raced through her brain, thoughts about her upcoming death, how she treated people, and how she wanted to be viewed when she was gone. Chloe didn't want to be mourned, she knew there was enough of that already in the world. But she didn't want to die, she hated being like this, she hated not being able to live her best life. She used being mean as a substitute for her own pain, causing it to others made her feel as if she wasn't alone. Her nasty attitude had only grown worse after she was diagnosed, she had made it her goal to not be mourned, but she would also not be forgotten. But now she was having second of thoughts, did she really wanted to continue treating everyone this way? Embarrassing Kim the way she did on Valentine's Day was unforgivable, the poor guy poured his heart out to her and she teared it right in front of him. Sending the picture to everyone only rubbed salt in the wound. She had acted like seeing him in pain was enjoyable, yes it occupied her but in the end it gained her nothing.

Chloe sat up and quickly grabbed her white laptop off her nightstand, an idea had suddenly popped into her brain. She opened it and typed in her password, Audrey. Her white painted fingernails were growing back, but at a very slow rate. They were still kind of thin and brittle due to the harsh chemicals being forced into her body as what they called "treatment." She had begun refusing the the chemotherapy about five months ago, after realizing that it really wasn't doing her any good. She questioned the logic of it, cancer was indeed the mutation of cells in the body. It was like a machine rapidly spewing out copies and copies of a bad paper with no way of stopping it. The harsh chemicals did indeed eradicate most of the toxic cells but it also destroyed her healthy ones. She used her spare time to research the treatment more, and soon discovered that it really did end your life faster. It was like a waiting game, they would eradicate everything and see how well it turned out. She had also discovered that chemotherapy helped the cancer spread, and she had thought to herself, People pay thousands of dollars for this treatment, and more than ninety percent of the time it was unsuccessful.

Chloe opened up a search browser and googled something she should have a long time ago: Natural Remedies for treating Cancer. She was already diagnosed as terminal, the doctors already decided there was nothing more they could really do for her but give an estimated time window of how long she had left. That time window was eight months. Chloe continued researching and found articles of people who actually did cure their illness naturally and how doctors lie all the time, they make money off people being sick. If people weren't sick how would they make money off their treatments?

She continued down the list of links, clicking every single article there was available. A woman helped cure her fiance's Leukemia by making him drink carrot juice three times a day and other forms of detoxes. Another article stated how cleaning out your liver and gallbladder would also contribute massively, she also learned that that eating the right fruits would help clean out your body of unhealthy substances and eating the right vegetables would restore your body with the right materials. Wow, I guess God's natural pharamcy really does top all.

Chloe closed her laptop, and decided she was going to try all of these suggestions. She was already on a deadline, literally, so she really had nothing to lose. Tomorrow would be the day where she would begin to change the course of her life.

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After reading, 'terminal' by AlykeV, I decided to write this. Personally, I love Chloe, I feel that she is a strong character. So I wanted to prove in this story that she was more than just a pretty face with a rude attitude. I don't plan on making this story long, just long enough to get the point across. (: