100 Tales
Summary: Tales are told in many different perspectives, but they're tales are one of a kind.
Chapter II
Cancer
She wiped her tears, stared back at the hand before her, and grabbed it. No matter what, he'll be there for her until the end.
Lucy never understood why things always happened to her, her dad ends up dying and she gets thrown into a pool of depression and hell, and on top of that her mother ends up dying a few days after her father did.
Life never turned out the way she wanted it to turn out now a days, life just wasn't fair, was it?
She stared out her bedroom window, gazing up into the clouds up above, wishing she was as free as the floating, fluffy objects.
She sighed.
Life really did suck, ever since she found it that day.
Cancer really did mess up your life, didn't it?
She did her weekly routine, grab her strawberry shampoo, her favorite soap, and had a nice, hot shower. But her mood was ruined the second she found a lump on her breast, and judging from what the doctor said, it's been there for a month or two.
On top of it, she has lung cancer too, and now she has to carry a oxygen tank wherever she goes.
She felt like a burden to her family, making her parents go through the pain of finding out that they're daughter has cancer and is going to die in a couple of months.
But now they don't have to go through the angst and all of that depressing shit now that they died.
At least, she wasn't a burden to them anymore.
She sighed, standing up and heading out of her bedroom dragging the heavy weight behind her, out into the kitchen to grab a bowl of cereal.
Pouring the milk into the baby blue bowl, trudging over to grab a spoon from the drawer that was from across her, she then plopped down onto the seat pulling it into the table so her knees were just barely touching the rim of the table.
She stared at the Cocoa Puffs before her.
She always wondered if she was Koo-Koo considering all of the shit that has happened,.
Lucy wished it was all a hallucination, a nightmare, even, and she would eventually wake up from it and realize it was all a dream.
But, she needs to learn to face things and accept it's a part of life, and even though she got depressed from these kind of thoughts...
And here she was.
Having a mental breakdown, crying her eyes out while she sat on the floor clutching her knees close to her, hot salty tears streaming down her rose colored cheeks.
Lucy couldn't accept it.
Lucy couldn't accept that it's a part of life.
Lucy sure as hell couldn't accept that her she was, crying for what seemed to be an hour not accepting the fact that her parents have died and she has cancer.
"Hey."
Lucy gazed up, seeing a pink headed man standing before her with his hand several inches away from her face.
She hesitated.
But then smiled, not a fake one, but a real smile that she hasn't shredded ever since her parents died.
She placed her hand in between his fingers, linking together.
Because no matter what, he'll be there for her until the end.
Inspired by The Fault In Our Stars