Chapter Three :) thanks for the reviews.

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"Chad, I know we've never got along and all because of the show thing and the fact that we're different b-but , I wan't to, to be your friend?" I mumbled a little to fast for him to understand, not sure if he heard over his own tears.

"No, No you don't, you don't wan't to be my friend," He teared, his voice plunging in pitch.

"Well Chad, sounds like you need one" I said softly,

"Sonny where do you see yourself next month?" He asked, sniffing, it was totally random, weird at the least.

"Chad- what are you talking-" I began, feeling confused. He sat up from my chest, sitting against the wall again, his eyes sore and red.

"Just answer Sonny-" He said sincerely, tears still silently falling.

"I guess hopeufly, still on the show here, with my friends and everyone i care about, Ur how about you?" I answered awkwardly and quietly, I avoided his eyes. The peircing, blue pools of water that were spilling down his cheeks.

"Forgotten" he mumbled, frowing and avioding my eyes by staring down into his lap. I didn't understand.

"Chad what the hell could be going on, your life is perfect?!"I asked, getting impatient and angry.

"You think because I'm an actor that has a stupid hair cut and white teeth my life is perfect?!" He asked coldly, his eyes narrowing.

"Well I thought-"

"You thought wrong" He sighed, getting up.

"Chad I just wan't to help you, be a friend" I offered, feeling guilt for a problem i didn't cause or know of.

"It's too late for help- Sonny It's over" He turned to look at me, a single tear hitting the floor

"Whats over?!" I pleaded him to tell me. He stayed silent for a moment, looking to his shoes.

"TELL ME!" I whined, "What could be so freaking bad that-" I started angrily, my eyebrows knitting together in rage.

"I'M DYING DAMMIT SONNY!" He breathed in and out, deeply, an expression planted on his face. Anger.

"Happy now, satisfy you?! Chad Dylan Cooper has cancer, chad dylan freaking cooper will be six feet under the ground within a month, Go ahead tell everyone" He shouted in pure sorrow. A face of thunder that glowed in red and his voice cracking as he cried. I stood shocked, At his answer and at his shouting tone.

"Oh chad" I cocked my head to the side and spoke sympatheticly, feeling empty. I just didn't know what to say, or how to feel. My eyes stung with a couple tears that were on the verge of falling.

Should I feel guilt? Because I'd done such bad things to him, Pity? Because he was alone, Anger because he'd lied for so long, or sorrow, because just looking at him made my heart sink.

"Don't 'Oh Chad' Me, I'm fine, I've always been fine, I just need my tablets, I was meant to take them two hours ago" He sighed, pacing. He seemed tired, not just from fainting or crying. But from his life, he seemed ready to just give up and I couldn't take that. You may hate someone, but you'd NEVER, ever wish cancer on someone. Unless you were a horrible person. I stood and walked over to him, he looked so Ill, I can't belive I didn't notice before. I placed my hand on his shoulder.

"Chad-" I was interrupted by the empty body of Chad falling into my arms, I screamed. He quickly scrambled to his feet.

"I'm sorry" He turned to face the other way, sharpish, looking pretty embaressed. He was shivering,

"Tell me everything" I said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder,

He Exhaled and sat down on a chair,

"I…I shouldn't be alive right now."

"Chad No, Please Don't say that."

"No, really. When the doctors first found the Cancer, they said I had six months to live. It's been two years. Every time I go back to my doctor, he says I have no more than one more month. But I'm still here."

"Chad I know how hard it must be, I understand" I said, taking a seat opposite him

"How can you possibly understand?! How can you understand that i get two hours of sleep every night because I have to throw up! How can you understand that I get headaches that cause me to have freaking fits because of the imense pain, how can you understand that you need pills just to keep you from fainting because your so weak because you don't eat?! How can you understand that I have to live every single day as If It's my last!?" He said coldly, his eyes narrowing.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" He shook his head, falling back into sadness.

"Chad, It's okay, I swear, just go on-"

"I never used to be like this" He said, closing his eyes

"I never used to be mean or cocky or sly or any of those things, I was a normal acotor, than got the part of MacKenzie, I was thrilled I got It, I still am, then I changed, All the people on the lot were my friends, but- but I thought If I got them all to hate me they wouldn't mind If I- I died" He paused. "But then you gave me chances, you kept being nice, I need you to hate me" He insisted, his eyes the sizes of small planets.

"I Can't Chad, I just can't hate someone" I shuddered, thinking aloud, I was overtaken by all this, I felt numb and dead.

"No, I'm ready to die, I wan't to die now and I don't wan't anyone to shed a tear or remember me" He teared quietly.

"I can't" I teared.

"Your ugly" He shot

"Your alone" I whispered.

"Your useless" He said louder

"and your alone, your not mean" I repeated, crying

"God Dammit Sonny, I am mean, It's not an act! I've turned into this!" He shouted.

"Okay, It's official, I'm never leaving your side from now on" I stated, A small smile played on his lips through his tears, he was angry and trying to frown but I wasn't giving In to his act.

"Thanks" He choked, barely audible, I smieled, high fiving him. Our night had just began.