Author's note: I do NOT own One Tree Hill, or it's characters, I wish I did, but I don't. All credits go to Mark Schwahn and the CW.
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Im laying in this bed, where I have been for about three days on constant bed rest since I can't move for the sake of my health being risked, the doctors think it's the best thing for me right now. I hope in just a few days, I'll be able to move and leave. Maybe, just maybe the doctors will realize that the test results were wrong and I don't need to actually be here. Here being this bed. My friends have been in and out lately and I just don't have the heart to tell them what is really wrong so I keep telling them I have the flu. The only one who really knows the actual truth, Lucas, can tell just how upset I am and how bad this is hurting me inside.
Lucas had been coming to my house ever since he caught me throwing up in the café bathroom and decided it would be best if he took me home. He decided he wouldn't leave until I made a doctor's appointment and had made sure to get myself checked out. I ended up making the appointment and now I wish I never had; I didn't want this decision to be on the shoulders of anyone, let alone my best friend since I was four.
Lucas walked inside the room and I knew how I looked: tired, hair messy, starved, and most of all heartbroken. I had gotten the results a few days earlier and when I called Lucas over, he knew something was wrong. "I have cancer, I just can't do this Luke" I had just managed to choke out before his arms were around me conforming me.
"Haley, it's going to be fine, I promise you" he kept telling me over and over. Eventually I found myself starting to believe him and as soon as I was off bed rest, I went to his house and I have been spending most of my time there. I knew it was unfair to my friends, parents, and everyone really, but I just needed to be in the arms of someone who made me feel safe like nobody could ever hurt me and this damn cancer couldn't penetrate his strength he was lending me. Just by being in his arms, I could feel a sense of protection going around me and I just couldn't pull apart from him. I know it was wrong and maybe that's what eventually led to my divorce with Nathan, or maybe it was just the fact that I didn't want him hurting any more than he already was.
That was six months ago and now here I am again lying in this horrible hospital bed. I know that it's wrong of me to think this, but maybe if I wasn't here my friends and everybody wouldn't be so worried. Lucas has been coming to see me every day and Nathan, I guess you can say I still love him even after our divorce, but it's just not the same as being at home with the ones I love. This hospital bed has taken everything that I need and made it come here. I just don't know what to do anymore. The doctors have given me a total of about six days to live and I guess I just don't want to die without leaving a little something for everyone I care about. Guys you will always be my heart. DON'T EVER FORGET THAT!
Much Love,
Haley Annarose Elizabeth James Scott
P.S. Lucas go be happy with Peyton!