Before I Die
Edward has cancer. He knows that he'll die soon, and before that happens, he wants to have fun with his life. He doesn't want to find love, but as he has 'fun', he meets a girl, named Bella. AH AU BxE
15. Chapter 15
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“What do you have to tell me?” Bella asked, a smile was plastered on her face, which slowly faded when she sensed something was wrong. “You're scaring me.” she whispered when I didn't respond.
I took a deep breath.
“I'm sick.” I announced, trying to be strong.
Bella pursed her lips.
“Do you want some medicine or something? You scared me there for a second, I thought it was something big.”
I opened my mouth, willing the words to flow out, but nothing came. Bella's eyes widened as she realized.
“You're not sick as in cold are you.” she tried to make it sound like a question, instead it came out as a statement.
“Bella...” I groaned.
“What? Whats wrong with you?” she asked.
“I have brain cancer okay?” I almost shouted.
Bella took a step back, clearly stunned. She looked almost offended.
“I knew it.” I said and ran back to the elevator.
“Edward wait!” Bella ran after me, but the elevator door was already closing.
Its not everyday someone tells you that they have brain cancer. Sure, I was shocked, but it wasn't like I was disgusted. I ran back to the apartment, looking everywhere for my keys. Alice came out of the bathroom, wiping her hands on her shirt.
“Whats wrong?” she asked.
“EdwardhascancerandIhavetogogethimorelsehewillhatemeforever.” I said in one breath, opening some drawers in the process.
“Woah, back up.” Alice said. “Edward has cancer?”
I nodded, afraid that if I speak my voice will quiver.
“Oh my god.” Alice said. “Where is he?” she started looking around.
“I don't know, I'm going to go after him. Have you seen my keys?” I finally gave up on my search.
“Didn't Rosalie give them to you?” Alice said confused.
I patted my pockets, feeling the lump my keys made. Alice rolled her eyes, and sat down on the couch. I jogged down the stairs, shoving the door open revealing the bright world outside. The car made a beeping sound, and I opened the door. I stuck the key in the ignition and stepped on the gas pedal. I was at Edward's house in no time.
I rang the doorbell twice, before Edward's brother, Emmett, answered. He smiled at the sight of me.
“Bella. Is Rosalie with you?” he asked looking past me.
I raised one eyebrow. “No, but is Edward here?”
“I thought he was with you.” Emmett said confused.
“He was, but then he ran away.”
“What did he tell you?”
“He has cancer.” my voice broke.
“And I guess the way I reacted made him think I didn't like him anymore. But I was just shocked.” I said, I could feel the tears coming, the burning sensation in my eyes.
Emmett sighed, covering his eyes with his hand.
“I'm sorry.” I whispered.
“Its not your fault, Edward tends to do this. He can be melodramatic sometimes.” Emmett said. “Are you going to dump him?” he asked, removing his hand from his eyes.
“No! He is still the same person I met. The person that I really really like. And maybe even love.” I said.
Emmett smirked stepping away from the door. “Come in.” he gestured. I stepped into the familiar corridor. I took in as much as I could. The color of the walls, the paintings. Gorgeous would be a word to describe it.
“Take a seat. Edward should be here soon I guess.” Emmett offered.
I smiled and sat down on the leather couch.
“How long has Edward have cancer?” I asked, curiosity getting the best of me. When Emmett didn't respond, I got the feeling that he didn't really want to say.
“Its okay, you don't have to tell me.” I said quickly, regretting the fact I even asked the question in the first place.
Emmett took in a big breath.
“Its just hard for me to talk about it.” he said sadly.
“You don't have to-”
“No, you should know. You two are going out after all.” Emmett shrugged.
“When Edward was diagnosed, he was a sophomore in High School. I still remember that day clearly, even though it was three years ago. He went into a regular doctors appointment because Edward was having a really bad head ache non stop for a week. We all thought that it was just from Edward's previous game in football, but it was more than that. That summer, we found out that Edward had a primary brain tumor. Esme, our Mom, just about had a heat attack. We all were devastated. Except Edward, he seemed to have tons of hope back then. But all the surgeries, and transfusions he went through, it weakened his hope instead of making it stronger.” Emmett seemed so heart broken, as if talking about it would make it even worse.
“But wouldn't chemotherapy cure him?” I asked stupidly.
Emmett shook his head. “We just found out that it wasn't working. And in his case, Edward's malignant, which means that its growing fast.”
“I'm so sorry.”
“Don't be, Edward doesn't want anyone to feel bad for him. He just wants to be normal again.”
The tears were coming full speed now. There was no way I could stop it.
The door opened, and I turned around. I stood up and ran to him.
“Edward.” I rejoiced, wrapping my arms around him.
“Bella?” he said, he went limp in my arms. I heard myself shriek, as I sunk to the floor and laid him down there. Emmett rushed to my side.
“Esme! Jasper! Bring the car around, Edwards' not breathing right.”
I looked up at Emmett worried.
“What?” I was almost in hysterics.
Jasper was the first to come running.
“Hey Bella.” he greeted before running outside. I was in such a panic mode that I didn't even realize he said that.
“Is he going to be okay?” I asked Emmett as he lifted Edward off the ground.
“Right now, I have no clue.”
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