I own nothing.

Enjoy….

No, that can't be right. I am only 16 my whole life is in front of me.

As I take in the pale room covered in yellowing signs telling you how to take care of your body and what good heath looks like I feel a sting on pain knowing that following these signs wouldn't help me. I look to my mom who is the only movement is her slow uneven breaths. As the news makes its way through my body I know one thing is true.

I am not afraid.

Yeah sure, the months to come scare me, but the end itself doesn't. You hear people everywhere being so afraid to die. I never really under that, fearing something you can't control.

"Mom" she doesn't move in the slightest. "Mom" I say a little louder. Her head barely turns to me. "It's going to be okay."

"No Bella, it's not." I walk over and take her hand in mine. "I'm not scared" tear poured down her eyes silently.

"I am" I know my mom is scared; I am the only one she has.

"Let's not tell anyone, mom." She looks at me confused. "You heard the doctor there is nothing medically I can do. Let's face it, I am going to die, I want to live normal as long as I can. Please?"

"If that's what you want." I do. I walk out of the room and get in my car.

As I get home I check my phone, nothing. I lay flat on my bed thinking about what I just learned. What would you do if you found out you only had a few months to live?

Well I sure as heck ain't going to waste it. And I know just were to start.

I flipped though my contacts looking for the number I swore to myself I would never call again, cursing when I remember I had deleted it.

Tears fill my eyes when I think about what happened.

Have you have had a break up that went a little something like this….. It's not you it's me?

Yeah, we all have. Anyways I met this guy when I ran away from a friend's party and pretty much talked/dated nonstop for around a year. He quickly became my best friend we could talk about anything and everything or not say anything, and then out of nowhere he says that he isn't ready for this. I was devastated. I guess you could say I still am. I don't really miss the boyfriend part as much as the best friend part.

If my days are numbered, he's the one I want to count down with.

I guess it's a good thing I have his number imbedded in my mind.

I dialed the number as my heart sped up…

"Umm hello?" my heart slowed at the sound of his voice.

"Edward." I said with a shaky voice.

"Bella." He said with resonation.

"Do you think you can me at our spot?" I asked not beating around the bush, hoping that my best friend that I haven't talked to in months is still in there.

"Bella, you know that's a two hour drive for me. I am kinda in the middle of something right now." He said with no sadness, filling me up with it.

"Please, Edward?" I am sure now he can hear the shakiness in my voice.

"Just tell what you need, are you okay?" I could hear him in there, but trying hard not to show it.

"I'm dying"

Thanks for reading, no Idea when I will post next; tell me if it is a good start or if it's to 'done'

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