I got the chocolate. it was awkward but i got it in the end. I haven't seen very many people since i got here, every now and then Gus's mum and dad will come in. I gees they feel like the owe it to me but seeing them just reminds me that he was supposed to be here, i'm the one who was going to die and leave the other one. Not him. Not my Gus.
I fell asleep around 12:42 PM. When i woke up, Issac was in a chair beside me staring at the ground.
"Hey" i nudge him
"your awake" he says smiling
"no, this is all a dream, i am not even a real person"
i lay back down and snuggle up with my blanket
"i wish" he says continuing to look at the ground
"that nice" i say chuckling (chuckle?)
"you know i don't mean it like that" he smirks
"i know" i say looking back at him
"i just like to make fun of you".
I take another good look at him. His hair as started falling out and his eyes look a bit sunken in. not that bad compared to how i must look right now. my hair grew out a bit in the last year, its almost at my shoulders. but i have about six different tubes sticking out of me, my eyes are sunken in and dark. I swear i am a pencil. I have lost weight, a lot of weight.
Issac had to leave to meet his mum, he had more tests today, i wished him lack and went back to sleep. fighting cancer. being awesome. all that.
My mom and dad brought McDonalds into my room for breakfast the next morning. The nurses approved the food for me, not like it can do much to me now that i'm dying already right? even if i wasn't sick id still eat it. That crap is tasty.
Nothing really happened the next few days, but now my mom and dad had to talk to the doctor about me. when they came back they had both been teary eyed. they don't half to tell me what he said. I already know.
"oh Hazel" my mom says shaking her head
soooo yeah :)