A/N hey guys midterms are over! So I will prob b posting a new chapter like every other week or on weekends, depending on what's going on in my life. Srsly let me kno what you think of this!
One of Gus' favorite lines from EIA is "That's the thing about pain, It demands to be felt" seriously, why did it chose me to feel it though? Like this really pisses me off! I didn't do anything to get this crap! Gus didn't do anything to get this crap! So who did? Huh? Isaac? No he's blind so… long story short my life is like a living hell hole! Gus told me that it would've been a privilege to get his heart broken by me. Well I didn't think the same. I didn't want to eulogize him. I wanted him to eulogize me! My life is literally a living HELL. Isaac is trying to keep me from taking out my oxygen and keeping it out.
It's been a while since he died and I just feel more and more like shit every day. This particular hospital visit was the most depressing ever. One time I was literally looking into the face of death and that was less depressing than this. An Imperial Affliction is what I have to remember Gus from. It's not the best keepsake but I don't know what I would do without that memory of him. He used his wish on me! Me! The strange girl he met at a support group for people dying of cancer. The girl that couldn't go up all the stairs at the Anne Frank Museum because of the freaking tumor in her lungs.
"Hazel. Haaazzzzeeelll? What goes on in that head of yours?" my dad asked. I had been thinking for like 15 minutes.
"What do you want?" I had become kind of bitchy after Gus died.
"The doctor has something to tell you." He answered.
"I have REALLY amazing news for you," Dr. Maria answered, "your tumor is totally gone." Everyone cheered like it was a madhouse.
"I-I don't understand. You saved me but you couldn't save gus! This is total BS. Next you're gonna tell me that there is a 99.99% chance of me not relapsing." I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Actually….." she answered, I rolled my eyes so far back it looked like I was having a seizure or something, "the chances of you not relapsing are 85%. Not 99.99%. We really did try to save Gus. It just didn't work. I'm sorry Hazel." I could just tell my parents were ridiculously pissed at me.
"You're right. I'm sorry Dr. Maria. I just. I'm still getting over Gus' death and finding out that I was cured just pissed me off."
"It's okay, I understand Hazel. It's very difficult to get over a death of someone you loved." She replied.
"For the next 5 years you will have to come in once a month for a scan to see if the tumor relapsed. Just a simple scan. I will see you in a month Hazel." We walked out of the doctor's office with smiles on all our faces. Well some of our faces. I could feel Gus telling me that I shouldn't have yelled at Dr. Maria. My oxygen tank was still hooked up to me and it made that really annoying sound when the wheels go over the little baby pebbles in the parking lot.
As soon as I got into my room, I called Isaac and told him the "good" news. He screamed like a little girl and kept congratulating me until it actually got annoying. Eventually I just hung up and cried myself to sleep.
A/N like the plot twist? Comment pls!