Chapter 3: Visits from old friends
Bella's POV
It was the 5th day since I was diagnosed with leujimia.
Charlie was working late again.
He had been working hard in order to come up with the money for treatment.
His insurance covered some of it…..not all of it.
I felt guilt take over as I stirred dinner.
I tried to blink back tears.
It wasn't fair to Charlie.
Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ring.
I frowned.
Did Charlie forget his key?
I contemplated that as I went and opened the door.
On my doorstep were Alice and Rosalie.
They tears that I had been holding back leaked out and soon I was sobbing in the doorway.
"it's okay Bella. We're here, we're here." Alice said soothingly as she held me up.
I nodded, letting the sobs overtake my body.
2 HOURS LATER
After I had stopped sobbing, Alice and Rosalie had sat down to talk to me
"I-Is he here?" I asked, knowing that they knew what I meant.
Alice shook her head, "No. he's in Toronto, living out the misery of his days." She said slightly with a bitter tone.
I sniffed, confused slightly, "what do you mean by that?"
Alice huffed, frustrated "isn't it obvious? He still lo—"
But I didn't bother to hear.
How much can I take in 1 day?
Leukemia and my friends whose brother I am deeply in love with….that's a lot to take in.
"Don't say it. He said he didn't, so he doesn't." I said in a feeble tone.
Alice's eyes grew wide with anger and she opened her mouth to say something but I changed the subject, "Why did you come here Rose? Don't you hate me?" I asked my voice feeble.
"hate you? No….i was…jealous of you, but I never hated you." She said her voice laced with sadness.
I nodded, feeling a bit of warmth in ym heart, "and now I am going to die."
"NO! Don't say that! We're going to find you help. You ARE going to get better." Alice said, determination setting into her face.
"I hope." I said my voice a quiet mutter, but they heard me.
We all came in for a group hug. A tear slid down my cheek, I knew that I was going to die no matter what.