Jaxon's POV

We were sitting in the living room. We just got home from the hospital. KC's dad was arrested the other night.

"I'm dying," KC said.

"Don't worry," mom said, "once we get guardianship of you and we can put you on our insurance, your treatments will be covered. You'll be okay."

"What's the point?" She questioned. We all looked at her. "I don't even deserve it."

"Yes, you do," mom told her. She hugged her shoulders. "You've deserved to be okay your entire life. You deserve love."

"Don't give me pity," she said. "I know you're lying."

"She's not lying, KC," I told my girlfriend.

She looked at me.

"Do you really like me or are you just doing it because you feel sorry for me?"

"I love you," I answered.

"Nothing we've done for you is out of pity, sweetie," mom said. "We do these things for you because we love you."

"Rachel's right," dad said. "We care about you."

She didn't look at him.

"You don't,'' she said.

Dad looked down.

"I know it may seem like that sometimes," he admitted, "but I do care about you."

"I hate him," Luke said. We all looked at my 9, almost 10 year old brother. "I hope he goes to Hell."

"I don't hate him," KC surprisingly told us. "I still love him. I don't know why… I wish I could."

Her nose started bleeding.

I stood up and grabbed a towel. I gave it to her and she put it under her nose.

"I'm gonna be ugly," she said.

"You'll never be ugly to me."

I saw a small smile show on her face. I smiled at her.

KC's POV

It's been about 6 months since I was diagnosed. I don't have any more hair. It all fell out. I hate it because they saw my scar. He hit me in the head with his gun when I was 7 because I still went to church when he said I couldn't and it left a scar.

Rachel started homeschooling me. Jaxon helps me with my homework. He still says I'm beautiful and smart. Even though I shouldn't, I still find it hard to believe. I've written a few songs for him since my birthday.

I sometimes catch Rachel watching us spending time together. She always smiles at us. Jax said she really believes that we love each other. He says he wants to marry me someday. I don't tell him, but I don't believe we'll get there. I don't know why I have so much doubt about everything. I read the Bible sometimes and I pray that God will save me, but I don't know if He will. I have hope, that's all I can have. I haven't had my period in a few months and that scares me. If I do survive, I want kids someday. The doctor told Rachel that if I do, I might not be able to. She didn't tell me, but I overheard her and Brad talking about it. I found out that Jax did too. I heard him crying one night and asked why, and he told me it was because of that. We may only be 11 and 12, but that's something we both want. It was also because he's scared that I might die.