Living On Perpetual Human Hope.
She had the best brother, she had a nice family everything, except one minor thing. Minor is obviously an understatement but the negativity was getting too much to handle for me. I still have the voice-pad or not- recorder with me. I haven't decided what to call it yet. I was hesitant to hear it again but I did, nevertheless.
"We went to the hospital today and I just wanna barf my guts out, just this horrible ugh never mind. So, how do I put this, well okay um...I have cancer."
I knew this already. I had memorised how she dragged the so in her last sentence, how she cleared her throat before the recording ended. It was nothing new to me, I just seemed to feel bad because the selfish side of me was happy that she had cancer. That is how I had Edward left all to myself but the thing was, I didn't want Edward anymore and if that wasn't enough to make me feel guilty, I wanted someone who she would've never wanted to see me with. I met someone I need, someone I have a deep regard for. I met him.