This chapter is one of the more emotional ones. You may need tissues.
Chapter Five
I sat on my bed, bored. I had two more days until chemo and I had just began to (somewhat) recover (I wasn't puking every five minutes) from yesterdays chemo. The only good thing about this whole thing are visits from Jasper Hale, a gold eyed angel. I look forward to his daily visits more then I have anything. He is so easy to talk to and it's like he can see into my soul sometimes. He knows exactly what to say and what not to say.
I ran my hands though my hair and gasped. Horror flooded as I pulled my hand forward and saw that there were huge chunks of my hair in my hands. I picked up a mirror and noticed small bald spots appearing in random spots all over my head. I looked down at my pillow and noticed it was full of hair. Tears filled my eyes as I made a very painful call.
It will be just like ripping a band-aid.
JacobPOV
"Jacob, phone, it's Bella," my bad said pushing his chair closer to me so I could take the phone.
"Hey, Bella, how are you?" I asked in a cheerful tone.
"Oh, wonderful! I think I'm going to go skating, wanna come?" she said in a forced cheerful tone. But, her voice was broken, like she was holding back sobs.
"What's wrong Bella?" I asked, knowing it was a really stupid question.
"Jacob, I need you to do something for me. Can you some over?" she said in an almost pleading tone. I ran my hands through my hair and agreed. Last time she talked to me like that, she had just found out that she had cancer. This tone wasn't as desperate, but there was no denying there was something wrong.
"Dad, I need to go to the hospital," I said in a gruff tone. He nodded and let me go. I knew he wouldn't say no. He knew how much I cared for Bella.
I got in the rabbit and sped to the hospital. I got out of my car and walked to Bella's room. I knew the way because I had been in to see her over the last two weeks.
When I got to Bella's room, she was sitting up in her bed with a towel wrapped around her shoulders and her bed. Tears were streaming down her eyes by the buckets. And in her hand was a hair buzzer.
"I know I can't do it, can you please, please, do this for me?" she sobbed.
"Bella, you hair is so beautiful? Why would you shave it?" I asked, tears burning my eyes. I could already see the answer, on her head. Bald patches were already appearing.
"Because, it's all going to fall out anyway! But, I want it to be MY choice! This way, it is!" she sobbed, her face was now soaked.
I gave her a hug and began the job she told me to do. I did it from behind, so she wouldn't see my tears falling, as I did the same thing I had to do for my mother before she died... of the same thing.
I know, it's not the longest chapter... I promise to embellish more on Jacob's mom later. I know it's been a while since I've written. The holiday season came and I got really busy. I promise to write more often. Happy Holidays! Now, wipe your eyes.
