Chapter 17
Noodle's treatment continued over the next four months, and Noodle became very ill. There was nothing else the doctors could do. They took the guys into a private room and explained the situation. They decided it was for the best to let her come home and die in peace. The chemotherapy was not working and the cancer had taken over most of her body. The doctors say she's got four weeks- tops.
Noodle was released on the fifteenth of December. Only ten days till Christmas. She could no only just walk and had to be carried everywhere or use a wheelchair. It was so heart braking to see he like this. Russel pictured her, the day she came out of the crate, the day she had Troy and couldn't believe that this was the same girl, limp yet stiff in his arms. She spent most of her time, motionless on the sofa. She cried. When they got home Noodle watched them putting up the tree. She couldn't take seeing them so sad. Her pain increased. She realised it wouldn't be long now. And on Christmas Eve she decided to take action.
The guys had gone to bed early and left Noodle downstairs on the sofa. She was alone. She rolled of the sofa and crept across the floor. Each step a stabbing pain in her body. She grabbed a pen and found some paper. With shaking hands she scrawled a note…
Goodbye.
I'm sorry to have put you through so much. I don't want to die but I'm dieing anyway. Ever since I arrived I've caused you nothing but trouble and pain. I can't help myself; I'm a worthless mother to Troy. She cries when I go near her. She's forgotten me already; I want you all to do the same. I've always loved you and will never forget the happy times we shared.
Just forget I ever existed and carry on.
Noodle
Xxxx
As she finished the note, she noticed she was crying. It was for the best though. She flicked the switch on the table light and positioned the paper on top so it projected on the ceiling. No going back now.
She crawled over to the stereo and put in her Eminem cd, selected the track and put it on repeat. As the music began to play Noodle began to untangle the lights from the tree. She made a large loop at one end and a large not at the other. She slipped the large loop over her head and put the knot in her mouth. She looked up. On the ceiling was a revolving fan- perfect. Using all her strength, Noodle staggered on to a chair and tied the other end to the fan. She muttered something in Japanese before kicking the chair from below her. Her body swung softly and her eyes closed. This is it. This is the end.