Hey guys! So, it seems like I hit a lot of you pretty hard and I'm sorry about that, but, like I said, this story was going to be very emotional...for a lot of people. I have a grandma suffering with breast cancer and I know what happens, from what I saw/still see and I know it's heart breaking. The only reason I'm writing this story is because it serves a big purpose for me and for all you readers, hopefully. Please enjoy the second chapter of "Arms Of An Angel"...
Shout-Outs:
Percabeth13- Your review might have hit me the hardest and made me cry because I know what you're going through. So, I just wanted to say I'm sorry about your friend and I hope that I can make this story special for you.
Also, to all the other people who reviewed, I really appreciate what you do. The way that you tell me how I describe the characters and how blackeyeshadow24 told me she actually felt like she was in Clare's shoes, meant a lot to me.
A Special Thanks To My Beta Reader-SomeoneNamedLiz
ARMS OF AN ANGEL-CHAPTER 2
She says she's fine, but, she's going insane. She says she feels good, but, she's in a lot of pain. She says it's nothing, but, it's really a lot.
She says she's okay, but she's really now.
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
"Hey klutzo," Eli whispered as he quickly stood me up on my feet, as if I weighed lighter than a feather.
I glanced up at Eli and when he was about to walk away from me, I had no choice but to grip tightly on his shoulder just so I could stay on my feet. I wish I didn't have to do this, create an awkward situation.
It's the Cancer.
"Are you okay Clare?" He asked me and I smiled up at him, "I-I uh, I'm fine."
His eyebrows tightened and I let go of his shoulder, not leaning on him for support. As I tried to move my left leg, the tile patterned floor had multiplied before my eyes and I dropped to my knees, causing Eli to turn back around and rush to my side.
"Clare, you have to be more careful. Are you feeling okay?" He asked me, and from what I could see, concern written all over his face.
My stomach quickly began to churn, the floor multiplying and the walls closing in on us as I whispered through gritted teeth, "Call my mom, please."
I watched as Eli said, "Come on, let's get you off the floor and to a bench."
Eli quickly wrapped his arms around me, supporting my body, as I leaned into his chest weakly and my head buried in the crook of his neck. I breathed in, taking in his scent as my bottom soon came in contact with a bench.
"Do you want water or something?" He asked, glaring into my eyes for a response.
I nodded and said, "Please, but, call my mom too."
"O-okay, just, don't move from this spot," he ordered while quickly running away.
It's not like if I wanted to move, I could.
No matter how many times I squinted my eyes to see something that was right in front of me, I couldn't. All that I could make out was Eli's face, when, he was only inches away from my face.
The nausea was at its worst right now, and the dizziness was beyond repair...
After a couple of long, slow paced minutes I felt Eli's hands leaning on my thighs and he ordered, "Clare, you have to stay awake for me, okay? I called your mom and she's on her way. Here, drink some water."
My eyes searched, and searched for the bottle as I whispered honestly, "E-Eli, I'm too d-dizzy."
I felt Eli take a seat next to me, wrapping his left arm around my waist, snuggling me close to him as he pressed the water bottle against my lips and I slowly drank it. The water had penetrated my throat and my eyes opened fully, feeling the symptoms from the dizziness cool down a bit.
"T-thank you," I whispered.
This date turned into a complete disaster, and it's all because of me.
Why couldn't I be a normal teenager going on a date with a normal teenage boy? Why couldn't I have shared a kiss with Eli in the dark movie theater? Why couldn't I have been 'that' girl to get lucky enough to have a romantic night out with her crush since freshman year?
A tear streamed down my face as I whispered, "I-I'm so sorry Eli."
"Don't be sorry, you got sick, you can't control getting sick," he whispered while pulling me closer to him as I held the bottle limply in my hands and I sighed, feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket.
"Sure, yeah sure, no problem. Okay that's fine, no seriously, it's no problem at all," I heard Eli say as he hung up from the phone, probably with my nervous mother on the other end.
He got up and said, "Your mom's outside."
"G-great," I said, not moving because I was too afraid to.
I saw Eli smirk, snaking his arm around my waist tightly, supporting me as we slowly walked to the front of the movie theater entrance. I saw my mom's car, which was inches away from us and I stopped, glancing up at Eli and said, "I know this wasn't the best first date you ever hard...if it's possible, it might have been the worst date you've ever been on and I just wanted to say that I'm really sorry."
I didn't let him respond as my mom opened the door and I slid into the passenger seat, tears streaming down my face...
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
"Thank you for calling me when you did Eli, you're a very trustworthy kid, and a brave one at that," Ms. Edwards told me as she tapped me on the right shoulder, smiling.
I nodded and said, "It was no problem...at all."
When she was about to walk back into the car, I gripped her shoulder and quickly glanced at Clare, to make sure the windows were closed and she wasn't listening as I asked, "Is Clare okay?"
Her mom took a deep breath and said, "I think that I'm not the person who should tell you Eli, she should."
The only thought that crossed my mind of her symptoms was...pregnant.
"O-okay," I stuttered while eyeing Clare in the passenger seat, who was holding her head in her hands as tears overflowed through the crevices of her fingers. As Clare's mom got inside the driver's seat, I kneeled by Clare's side and gently tapped on the window.
She didn't even look up at me; she kept her head down as her mom smiled weakly at me...
MONDAY MORNING-ENGLISH CLASS
CLARE'S PERSPECTIVE
When I walked inside my English class, gripping my books nervously, Eli's head shot up and he flashed me a caring smirk.
I didn't do anything, only sat down behind him with my head down, pretending to read the book in my hand while trying so hard to keep the tears from flowing down my cheeks.
"Clare," he whispered and I shook my head, biting my lip.
Over the weekend, I was thinking and over thinking and thinking about what went wrong on Eli and I's date. The only thing I could think of, as to a solution of what went wrong, was me.
I was the one who ruined our date; I was the one who ruined our night out.
My stomach churned as I thought about how Eli and I would never work out, we could never be together and the reason...the only reason, me. I was too sick and as a matter of fact, I shouldn't even be sitting in this desk right now because the doctor told me I should stay home until all of my symptoms die down.
I'm dying anyway, what's the point in waiting at home for it to happen.
"Clare," I heard Eli whisper caringly, trying to touch my hand as I pulled back quickly and tears streamed down my cheeks. My chest heaved at the thought of not being able to see his face anymore, or glare into those beautiful green eyes.
I shook my head, bit down on my bottom lip as Ms. Dawes walked over to me, kneeling beside my desk, which caused heads to turn and she whispered in my ear, "If you have to use the bathroom Clare, you can go."
The school knew, well, the staff knew about my condition.
My mom had insisted that I could get hurt at school and the teachers know so that if anything did happen, they know to call an ambulance to pick me up and haul me off to the one place that really kills me.
The hospital.
"N-no, I'm f-fine," I told her as she stood up and nodded.
I kept my head down, wishing that this class would be over, that this suffering would end and I could just live my life with Eli, my best friend whom I've cared for as long as I could remember.
But, things can't be that way...and do you want to know why?
Only because of the one and fucking only, me.
"Clare, are you okay?" I heard Eli ask, turning around in his seat and glaring at me as I shook my head, biting down on my lip nervously, feeling my stomach slowly becoming unsteady from not eating any breakfast...
ELI'S PERSPECTIVE
I watched as Clare struggled, struggled with herself for minutes in class.
Clare raised her hand quickly, grabbing her stuff, which caused all heads in the room to turn as she darted out of the classroom. Even though all I saw was her running out of the classroom, I heard a sob, which made my heart sink.
I raised my hand and asked, "C-can I check on Clare?"
Everyone around me laughed, probably at the thought of me running into a girl's bathroom to see if Clare was okay. She's my best friend, and all I want to know is what's wrong with her.
"Please," I whispered as a tear streamed down my cheek and I quickly wiped it off, because no one deserved to see that.
I was begging Ms. Dawes with my eyes, trying to get her to feel what I feel.
Ms. Dawes said, "Please class, pair up with your partners that I assigned to you and talk about the notes that you took yesterday. Mr. Goldsworthy, up front please and bring you bag."
I nodded and grabbed my stuff, rushing to the front as I begged, "Ms. Dawes, she's my best friend...I need to see if she's okay, please."
"Go Eli, here's a pass," she said while handing me a pass for both Clare and I, as I made my way down the hallway to the girls bathroom. As I approached the girl's bathroom, I placed my ear against it and shook my head when I heard heavy sobs and severe vomiting.
I rolled my eyes and walked into the bathroom, dropping my bag in front of the stall that I saw Clare's legs had been kneeling in front of the toilet as I heard her choking.
"C-Clare it's me, Eli, open up," I told her while knocking on the stall door as she heaved, "Go away Eli."
"No Clare, open up!" I screamed at her, for the first time in my life...Clare had pushed me to my limits, lying about whatever condition she has and not telling me the truth.
"Eli, go away!" She screamed back at me as I scoffed and said, "Move out of the way Clare."
I used my side and bashed through the bathroom stall door, to see Clare, sitting by the side of the toilet with her elbows leaning on the lid and her face buried in her hair as she whimpered, "P-Please Eli, just go."
I kneeled beside her, whispering, "I'm not going anywhere."
After a few minutes of watching Clare hurl up nothing, probably because she didn't eat and listening to her yell at me to leave, she finally calmed down and the tears on her face had stained.
"Clare, can I ask you something?" I asked, whispering so that she wouldn't get startled.
She wiped the side of her lip, her eyes slowly closing, but, nodding nonetheless as I asked, "Are you p-pregnant?" I watched as her whole body jerked up, signaling she was going to vomit again.
I shouldn't have asked her that...
In between the shaking and heaving she whimpered, "I-I wish."
"Wh-why? Clare, all you've been doing is being weak, sick, drowsy, dizzy and I care about you. Why don't you just stay home?" I asked her honestly, just wondering if she had a stomach bug why she would force herself to stay home.
Clare stood on her weak legs while saying, "If I stay home, I'm going to die! O-okay, I'm just going to slowly deteriorate and become nothing! I'll be lying in my bed all day with no one to be around and then, I'm just going to drift away and die! I'll be nothing!"
"Where is all of this coming from?" I asked cluelessly, wondering where she was getting all of this from all of a sudden.
She glanced down then her tear filled eyes glared at me, "I guess I should just tell you right? What's the point in keeping it from you?"
I nodded as I watched Clare take a deep breath and say, with a forced smile on her face, "I have Cancer, Eli."
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A/N-I'm going to be going away for a week so I probably won't upload for a little while, just a little. I promise once I get back from vacation and all the fingers on my left hand go from sore and numb to strong and not sore, aha (let's just say you're lucky you got this update considering I feel like I broke all the fingers on my left hand-lol) I will be updating each of my stories! :)
