Why?
There was a boy and a girl. The boy's name was Toby, the girls Claire. They were the perfect couple you would find holding hands under a day, a Saturday to be precise, Claire called Toby, and she was crying.
"What's wrong? "Toby asked.
"Nothing. (SOB) would you kill yourself for (SOB) me?"
"Of course. I would do anything for you."
"I love you."
"I love you too. Now will you please tell me what's wrong?"
He could hear her heavy sobbing.
"Later. You'll know."
Claire gave him the Sunday to think about what she said. She wouldn't be at school tomorrow.
Ch. 2 Monday
Toby went to school Monday, anxious to see his girlfriend. She didn't call Sunday. But by the time last period rolled around, she still didn't come. Toby asked his friend, Rob, if he had seen her. He said the way home Claire called. She was still sobbing. He imagined her deep blue eyes bloodshot. He shuddered at the thought.
"H-hello?"
"Claire!"
"I-I need to tell you something."
"Yes? What is it?"
"I…"
"You what?"
"I-I have can-cancer."