One More Day

Jaci Cook has been threatened to be kicked off the girls basketball team because of her lack of credits in the music category. The only way to stay on the team is to join choir for a semester. With Basketball and when a certain boyband comes to town, Will her burning Lungs be able to endure to the end?


15. Therapy

"and then Liam tweeted 'its a snake habitat turn around." Harry exclaimed in the chair next to my bedside. I laughed as well and looked over in the left corner of the room

"I was hoping harry wouldn't bring that up." Liam grumbled as his face hit bright red.

"if he didn't, I would have." Niall laughed 

All five of the boys came to visit me every so often, but Harry came to see me every Saturday morning at 11. 

"Hey Niall" Liam smirked "Remember when you mean't to tweet final but ended up tweeting a-"

"HEY LETS WATCH SOME TV" Niall interrupted

"boys we have to go." Zayn read a text standing up.

"I'll see you later." Harry said closing the door after all the boys had left.

I sat up in my bed listening to some of the boys music until my mother came in with a nurse handing me another pamphlet. The pamphlet read about a treatment that would help me get better. Willingly, I went into the therapy.

That night I went to bed and had a dream again about dancing at the prom with harry. I wanted to wake myself up from the pain in my chest due to knowing that I would never get to go dance with Harry, Maybe even dance with anybody at the prom.

The next morning my eyes fluttered open to the cruelest surprise. I gathered a handful and brought them to my eyes sobbing in agony at what lied on my pillow. I stroked through the think brown bunches of hair that had once been blowing in the breeze of bike rides and soccer games that would now longer sway to the music of the air. 

My mother quietly came in and saw my smooth head. Bringing me into her arms, she embraced me close, letting my tears fall on her shoulder. 

The next day I went through more Chemo therapy to help get rid of the cancer. Almost 45% of the cancer seeds have been removed according to my doctor. They said if I keep doing exactly what I have been, then I should fully recover by next month. 

Sitting in the hospital bed like I had been for the past four and a half months, I had nothing to do but to sit and wait for the doctors to successfully remove the cancer cells. Looking over at my phone in the charger dock, It lit up and vibrated violently until it fell off the desk. I painstakingly leaned over to the charger and carefully picked it up by the chord so I didn't have to bend over all the way. Looking at the bright image on my phone, It was a text message from Ellie which said that she was going to come over and be with me instead of going to see the choir concert this Friday.  I abruptly replied and then fell back to sleep like I normally did, anxiously waiting to find out if the demon inside me would conquer. 

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