Dear Readers,

I am soooo sorry that I wasn't able to update until today, but like I had said previously, my laptop was down, and it just got fixed. I have the next 3 days done, and throughout the weekend (if not all today) I will be typing them out, and as soon as they are done I will add them on the site. Thanks a lot for reading, and hopefully my computer won't go haywire again.

Also, I have a preview of Nathan's story and I'll probably post that sometime this week. Again, sorry, and thanks for being patient.

Enjoy!

I don't own anything (as always)

The official day one of my hospital stay was, interesting to say the least, but I was completely worn out by the end of it. Here's how it pretty much went.

I woke up early in the morning, before it was even light out. My surroundings surprised me before I remembered where I was. I looked over towards Nathan to see him sound asleep on the couch with a blanket covering him, his feet hanging over the edge. It was actually a funny site to see, think about it; a 6'3" guy sprawled out on a couch with it ending at his knees. Another bed would have to be put in my room for him. He soon awoke and we talked for a while. That's the think about Nathan and I; we can talk for hours on end about anything and everything, and never get bored, even at weird hours in the night.

The light soon flooded into my room, meaning that activities in the hospital would soon start. Sure enough, about 10 minutes later, a doctor knocked on my door. He went over treatment procedures and when everything was going to take place. It scared me, but I knew that I had to be brave in order to win the battle. Everything would start this afternoon, and I would most likely be worn out and sleep for the remainder of the day. What a joy that would be for Nathan! The doctor had soon left, and again Nathan and I had begun to talk. I guess it's just what we do best, and feel most comfortable doing. Without him though, I think I'd be lost.

Not long after, at about, oh I don't know, 8:30 am, there was a knock on my door. Nathan got up to answer it, and was surprised to find Mouth there, with a giant teddy bear. Sure I'm not a huge stuffed animal girl, music is more my style, but still it was really sweet. Carrying it in, he sat it on one of the chairs and came to give me a hug. The connection between us was strong and when I was in his arms I felt a little more relaxed. At the same time though, I felt a little bad because he was missing school to see me. The Mouth McFadden I knew would never miss a day of school unless he felt it was a life or death situation and I didn't feel as though it were. But still, the gesture was nice. And that's why I love him so much.

Nathan knew that I wanted some time alone with Mouth, so he quietly excused himself saying he was going to check out the rest of the hospital. After he was gone, Mouth came and sat on my bed with me. WE looked at each other and knew exactly what the other was thinking; he was scared, but so was I. I don't think that we could actually express to each other what we were feeling in words; it was just too hard. We love each other, but only as friends. We've grown up together, never dated, and probably never will. He'll find someone to love eventually; but me, I'd rather mot get attached to anyone because to me, love hurts and never ends in happiness. Nathan had thought he had found love, but his ex quickly shot that down my cheating on him. Life is just unfair, and love sucks. Anyways, Mouth and I talked for a while about everything that was going on. We talked about what was going to happen with my treatments and what we would do until I could get out. I love him for it all, but I really don't want him to miss lots of school, it could really affect him, and I don't want to mess with his chances of university; that just wouldn't be fair.

About 2 hours later, Nathan came back looking all refreshed and in a change of clothes. I guess mom and dad dropped off a car for him, and he went home. It was noon and I could tell that Mouth had no intentions of leaving. The doctor was going to be there any minute from now, and we could feel the tension building as the time for chemo approached. It was scary but everyone knew that it had to happen to get me back to normal. The doctor soon came, and everything started. It was definitely scary at first, but with my two favourite guys with me, it wasn't so bad. (An. sorry, but I really didn't want to go into real detail about it. I scared my friend one time from it in a different story that I wrote, so I thought I would save you from it all. Maybe in other chapters I'll go into more detail, but for the first one, sorry I won't.) An hour later it was all over and just as the doctor said; I was wiped out. Mouth and Nathan could tell, so they just stayed quite while they were beside me. I think that within minutes I was asleep, and woke up about 2 hours later absolutely frozen. I had tried to move to get to my dresser, but came to the conclusion that I was too dizzy. As I tried to stand up, it felt as though a wave crashed over me and I stumbled backwards onto my bed. That's when I noticed that Nathan and Mouth weren't in the room. Maybe they had just gone to get food, or Nathan was bringing Mouth home. Who knows, I'd ask Nathan when he got back anyways.

Anyways, as the dizziness passed, I slowly got up unsteadily and grabbed onto the dresser to keep my balance, and went through the drawers until I found a sweatshirt. My favoutire one was black with a white stripe down both arms and a star on the back. I put it on and carefully got back into bed. As if right on cue, a doctor walked in and asked if I was feeling ok. I was feeling fine at the moment, not dizzy anymore, yet I was still cold. They were both normal and a nurse would bring me some more blankets later on. I was grateful when he left, because I could feel my energy quickly draining from my body, and I crawled under the covers into a comfortable sleep. I never thought that the first treatment would have this much affect on my body, but I guess it does. Sleep was good though; it let my body try to regain its strength.