A whole month had gone by and Jamie had still not shown any signs of her condition worsening. But that didn't mean she didn't have them. She had refrained from telling Landon, but she was feeling weaker, and she could tell that it was the cancer. But her doctor visit was tomorrow, and she didn't want to worry anyone till she knew something was wrong.

Still, Landon had noticed.

"Jamie?" he asked her one day last week.

"Yah Landon?" she replied.

"You would tell me if there was something wrong right? If you didn't feel good?" he prodded.

Jamie hadn't known what to say. The whole time that she had been hiding her condition, she hadn't yet had to straight out lie to Landon.

"Of course I would" she had told him, and felt the next two weeks feeling guilty about it.

Now she had just woken up, splashing water on her face at two in the morning.

"Jamie are you okay?" she heard Landon whisper, and when she stood up, she saw him behind her in the mirror.

"Yeah, I just couldn't sleep" Jamie replied. Landon looked less than convinced. "Worried about tomorrow?" he asked.

"Sorrta" she said.

"Well don't be. You've been pretty good all summer. The doctor wouldn't have scheduled a late appointment like this if he didn't think you were doing OK" Landon reassured her.

"I know, and I am. I mean I am doing okay" Jamie told him again. *How long are you going to lie to him like this Jamie?* she thought to herself.

"Lets get some rest" Landon said, leading her back to bed. But sleep never found Jamie. She was too worried.