"As you wish." - The princess bride
(lol I almost started tearing up when I wrote that quote, fucking movie messed me up but I love it.)

Sophomore year

The flat ironed burned the tip of my fingers and I let out a yelp, almost dropping it from my grasp. I was currently curling my hair that was now down to my ass, making sure everything was nice and tidy.

The silver friendship bracelet Autumn gave me dangled on my wrist and I glanced at my wall, seeing pictures of Derek, Autumn, Haden and I fill it all up. A smile settles over my features when I look at it.

All of us had grown up together. They were practically family. Who knows how dull my life would be without them.

"Come on, Angelina! We're going to be late!" My mom yells while I run my hands over the length of my lace lavender dress, smoothing it out.

My friends always felt the need to comment on how girlie I always dressed, but wearing dresses just saved me from the hassle of finding pants.

"I'm coming!" I scream back, slipping on some knee length brown boots and securing a necklace around my neck.

My phone lights up with messages and I roll my eyes already knowing what it's for.

Best Hoes
BarbieAutumn😛👯- excuse me, bitch? Did you inform us that you weren't coming to school 🤔.

KingHaden🤡🤴🏽- yeah, now I have no one to roast on Mrs. Cocks with. Her breath is funky as hell and I'm pretty sure I see a cum stain on the back of her blouse.

DaddyDerek🌚💋- and I'm pretty sure we had plans to skip Geometry together. I feel pretty heartbroken rn

FallenAngel😇💍- sorry guys, I've got a family thing. Don't get detention without me, and catch me up on the shit that happens! Xx

I mute the group chat so they can't distract me anymore and so my mom doesn't go ballistic if she sees me on my phone. That was the thing about moms; always blaming our phones on everything. We could get a snow storm tomorrow and she'd find a way to blame it on my phone.

Now while I may have lied to my friends about where I was going today, it just simply wasn't any of their business. Besides, Autumn would have a melt down about it; even when I'm not worried at all. Also, I didn't want Derek to worry.

I smiled at the thought of him, looking at he and I on the picture on my lock screen. I was on his back and we were laughing. Autumn told me he likes me, and God I hope he does.

"Angel, if I have to tell you one more tim-"

"I'm here!" I say, jumping over the last steps and bowing at her, but I'm greeted by an eye roll.

"Good morning, dad!" I say, giving him a kiss on the cheek that he returns, going to ruffle up my hair but I move away.

"Still can't believe how grown my baby has gotten," he sighs, spinning me around and smiling while my mom rolls her eyes.

"Maybe if you weren't always on Business trips, things wouldn't come as a surprise."

I sigh when my mom says that, grabbing my jacket and tossing it over my shoulders.

"I'll be in the car," I mumble, I could sense the argument that's already about to happen. Maybe I'm a physic or something. Hmmm...

Normally when things like this happen in my family, which is often, Derek and I hang out. He made me forget about it all. The smile returned to my face at the thought of my green eyed- beauty.

All the nights Autumn and I spent giggling about how Haden would end up loving her and Derek would end up loving me. It was a farfetched idea,I know. But it was okay to have dreams about this sort of thing.

"I'm sorry, baby," My mom says when she gets into the car and I smile at her, pretending that I don't mind like I always do.

They're my parents, and I love them, but part of me wishes they'd just divorce already. I know they aren't happy, and they're just making things worse with all the pretending.

When we arrive at the doctors office, I feel nervousness I didn't even know I had start to bubble inside of me. I tried to remind myself that I was probably fine, it was just me being over dramatic as always, but the aching feeling in the pit of my stomach just wouldn't go away.

It was probably just a head cold for all I know. Or maybe it was the flu, I did miss my flu shot this year.

"Hello!" My doctor greeted, closing the door while I forced a smile. He looked at the papers in front of him and I felt even more nervousness bubble inside of me.

"Hello Dr. Stetson, how are you today?" My mom greets, taking my hand in hers to comfort me.

"I'm well, thank you. But today we're here to talk about Angelina. How are you feeling today, sweetheart? Anymore pelvic pains, fatigue, or any of the other things you were having issues with? You look like you've lost weight since I last saw you a week ago."

The concern is clear in his voice and I feel like I'm about to throw up. My mom shoots me a comforting look and nods and I try to steady my shaking hands.

"Yes, still having the pelvic pains and I'm still tired all the time. I think I've lost about five pounds, my clothes are starting to feel too big but I've been eating, I swear."

"I see. Well, we've ran the test and we've got the results back. Angelina, I'm afraid you have-"

The words blur and I hear my mom cry out, her hands holding me even closer to her. My vision blurs and I cast my gaze down, trying to get the air to go back into my lungs.

There was no way this was happening to me. This couldn't be. I was healthy, I ate healthy, I played sports, I was a good girl. I may have did my occasional bad things but I was a good girl.

Was it karma? Did I do something wrong? Did I not hold the door open for someone? I was nice, I tried to be so nice to everyone.

This wasn't happening to me. This couldn't be happening to me.

How is it that you always assume you have super powers and are invincible until something awful happens? You think you just live in a protective bubble where nothing bad can happen to you, because bad things simply only happen to other people.

I don't even try to hold the sobs back that shake my body. The man is talking about treatment options but who the hell was I to think I could survive this? I buried my head into my moms chest and feel her strong arms wrap around me.

I wasn't Wonder Woman. I was just a fifteen year old girl who still didn't understand why Y= Mx+B.

Tears belonging to her begin to soak my clothes but I don't care. Nothing matters anymore. My dreams, my hopes, all wiped away by one sentence.

This was the real world. I'd never get to be or do anything I'd talked about with my friends. This was not some book that made me cry, or some movie, no, this was real, and it was happening to me.

When we returned home, I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I knew my phone was probably lit up with texts but I didn't care, I couldn't care.

Looking at the clock, I see it's 9 PM. My mom said I didn't have to go to school for the rest of week if I didn't want to.

Pulling myself out of bed, I go outside. I'm in a tank top and shorts but I don't even care. My bare feet feel the gravel road while I walk and walk until I'm at the hill top, standing by the old and dying tree. How ironic is it that the tree was withering away, just like me?

I could even feel the chill on my body. My long hair blew back, smacking against my skin every so often while I just looked over the world, feeling the tears that wanted to come out so bad.

Lights of a car flash behind me but I don't even bother to turn around. The sound of rocks crunching has me inhaling and exhaling, trying to compose myself.

"Angel, what are you doing out here? It's freezing," Derek says, wrapping his jacket around my shoulders and turning me to face him.

His face is full with concern and confusion at my appearance while I stare at him blankly.

"Did you drive here alone? You don't have a license." My voice is almost robotic but he glances back at the car, eyebrows furrowing when he turns back to face me.

"I stole it, your mom called me and said you were missing and I knew where you'd be. What are you doing, Angel?"

What was I doing? God, what is anyone doing anymore?

"I don't know. I don't know." I can't even hold the cries back anymore so my words come out all gargled up. The tears steam down my face even more and he gapes at me before pulling me into a hug.

"Shh, shh, it's going to be okay. You're going to be okay. Do you want to talk about it? Whatever it is, I'll help you." He holds me tighter when I cry even harder.

He can't help me, but I could help him. I could help all of them.

"Derek," I breathe, finally leaning away from him but his arms are still around me.

"Yes?"

"Maybe it's a good thing it happened, because it finally gave me the courage to do this."

I say, before wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him. He freezes momentarily, not sure what's happening before his hands grip on my waist and pull me closer.

I could taste the salt of my tears but that doesn't stop us. One of his hands comes up to my face to angle my head better, letting us deepen the kiss and letting his tongue slip between my lips.

It isn't till we stumble and almost fall that we break apart, him smiling at me and me smiling back at him.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," he breathes, taking my hand in his and leading me to his dad's car.

"I'll take you home, okay?" The blush is evident on his face and it almost makes me smirk.

Almost.

Because he didn't know that this was a kiss goodbye.

Hey ladies.

SO NOW WE KNOW WHAT WENT
DOWN THAT FATEFUL DAY OF SOPHOMORE YEAR.

Happy??

Do you understand why Derek was such a pansy at first?

ALSO I KNOW I SUCK AT KISSING SCENES LEAVE ME ALONE, LMAO. HOW IS IT THAT I CAN READ SO MUCH SMUT BUT GET ALL FLUSTERED MAKING CHARACTERS KISS?!

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BYE