When I woke up, I reached for my phone, wanting to call Michael. Then I remembered everything that happened yesterday. Tears stung my eyes, but I wiped them away. Instead, I concentrated on my surgery; it would be starting soon. I texted Ashton:
Phone Conversation (A= Ash, K= Kylie)
K- hi ash. wyd.
A- nothing. are you ok?
K- no. my surgery starts in a bit. want to come to the hospital?
A- yes. i almost forgot you had cancer...!
I put my phone down on my nightstand. 20 minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" I said.
"Good morning, Kylie," Ashton grinned, but then his smile faltered, "Sorry to talk about this when it's so early, but you need to talk to Mikey... He's a wreck."
I sighed. I was still upset, but I knew that I would need to talk to him. "I'll tell him to come after the surgery.." I trailed off. While I was scared about my operation, I was sure that it would be successful. Ashton talked to me untill the nurse came in, telling me it was time. I wiped my sweaty hands on my pants. The nurse made Ashton sit in the waiting room. She led me down a hallway and into a large room with a table-bed thing in it; I was instructed to lay down. Suddenly, I felt a prick in my arm.
"Kylie, it's okay. This is just the anesthesia," the nurse cooed.
Before I knew it, my eyes closed and the drugs overtook me.
A/N: I am soooooooooooooooo sorry that I haven't updated. Btw guys, I am freaking out!! I have over 1000 views. I know it's not really that much, but thanks!! Love you!