My mother had too many drinks last night to know I was out although Ash's car proved otherwise. I wasn't lectured this time like I usually was and it seemed like she'd just given up by now. Ash's parents stopped by later that afternoon to pick up his car and by the looks on their faces they weren't too happy.

I sat at my desk staring at Gavin's window that was shut and covered by his curtains. Gavin never had them closed so this was a clear sign he didn't want anything to do with me anymore. I still couldn't draw properly but I'd try too until I eventually gave up.

"Hey Alex." My mom enters my room and puts my medication beside me with a glass of water. "Dr Miles called and she got the test results back."

I now turn my full attention to her and wait for her to speak.

"They think they found a mass growing-" she chokes on her words and takes a seat at the end of my bed. "It's in your ribs just below your heart."

I hold back any emotion my bodies trying to force out. I knew it was bad but I didn't think it was this bad, I thought my cells were just becoming more abnormal than usual. Nope the cells in my body are just creating a huge tumor in my bones.

"So what do we do now?" I said taking a seat beside her. I don't look at her because I know I'll end up crying so I just stare at my hands.

"We wait."

So we did, it's all we could do. Wait for more results, wait for the doctors instructions and then wait until I eventually died because there was so much waiting. My mother did agree to let me out more considering I'm under a lot of surveillance at the moment and I really needed the time for myself.

So she got me a bike and it was blue.

I've only gone out once for a stroll around the neighborhood and it was nice. I felt free and relaxed and then I almost fell off of my bike when I noticed Gavin driving passed me. I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a loser but I could careless. We haven't talked much and it's probably the longest we've gone for a while now.

But life felt normal again, well sorta.

"Mom I'm going out." I called from the front porch as I slammed the door behind me shut. I grab my pastel blue helmet and debate on wearing it because it makes my head look ten times larger.

Not today.

I swing my leg over my bike and start heading down the road. The sky was blue and the sun was still out hiding behind some clouds. It wasn't hot nor cold but just right.

I finally pull my bike up to Mables Diner, I've come to like this place because they have a plate of fried pickles on their menu which are my favorite.

Today the diner seemed quite full so I took my seat at the front counter where Nancy was waiting to take my order. Nancy was the lady I first met who thought I was Gavin's girlfriend.

Yeah definitely not.

"Your back again, fried pickles?"

I nod my head knowing they are really bad for my health, I'm pretty good at putting anything unhealthy in it for some reason.

I tap my fingers to the old music playing in the speakers and look around me. Everyone was clearly over sixty years old in here today. But they seemed happy and in the back of my mind I knew deep down I wished I could live as long as them, but I pushed that aside.

"Here you go darling." Nancy smiles putting a plate in front of me with a glass of water. I thank her one last time before she heads off to take more orders.

"Are those fried pickles?" I hear a laugh come from beside me and my head turns to see none other than Gavin Cambridge. A smirks playing on his perfectly pink plump lips.

"Yes." I say protecting my food, in the process I glare at him. "So now you decide to talk to me?" I queried biting into a slice, it tastes heavenly and I feel like I'm literally having a food orgasm beside Gavin and it makes me uncomfortable.

"Well it's not like we have the best relationship when it comes to talking." Gavin retorts.

"Who's fault is that?" I tell him. "You don't even know how to speak to someone without making them feel horrible about themselves."

"I make you feel horrible about yourself?" He asks suddenly his green eyes shift to mine.

"Well you don't technically make me the happiest person when your around." I sarcastically reply which earns me a glare.

"Well this was my diner first so you should find yourself a new one." Gavin adds.

"Make me." I threaten. I smile eating the last pickle before I'm suddenly thrown over Gavin's shoulder. This is considered kidnapping isn't it?

The only possible plus for when Gavin was around was my oblivious mind forgetting all about my cancer. I didn't feel any pain whenever he touched me now and I think it's because whenever he was around my mind starts to think of a million other things rather than just pain.

"Gavin!" I say squirming like a child, the adults around are just smiling like this is cute but it's not. "Put me down."

He puts me down once we step outside and I almost lose my balance when I'm set back on my feet. "I didn't pay for my meal." I say hitting his chest in hopes to shove him back but it doesn't do much. I turn to head back inside and he steps in front of me his tall figure towering my body.

"What are you doing?" I say losing my patience.

"Have you not learned anything from hanging out with me?" Gavin asks letting out a large sigh like he's disappointed I'm not some delinquent yet.

"Sorry I actually have some brain cells left." I say mocking him and I don't think it sits to well.

"Cmon." He turns me around and leads me to his car.

"My bike and the bill-" I said. What has my life become?

"This ugly thing is your bike?" Gavin laughs as he points to my bike that's resting against a wall. I nod my head and after he finishes humiliating me he manages to fit the bike in the back of his trunk.

"Now get in loser." He tells me.

I roll my eyes and hop inside without further questions. Where was he taking me? Gavin and I usually hung out because he was either forced to or forced me to. Well I guess he did kinda force me, then again I could have just hopped on my bike and road away. His rock music is coming through his speakers like usual but this time it wasn't as deafening.

I even notice his hair wasn't styled like the usual perfect due he seemed to desire. Instead it was perfectly messy with a tousled look to it, some hair fell in his eyes and he would just brush it back with his hand. I see his eyebrows furrow as he glances at me. "What?"

"Nothing." I shake my head from my thoughts. "Where are we going?"

"Anywhere, I don't believe a single word that comes out of your mouth so I'll show you you can have a good time without me being a total jerk." He gives me a smug grin and I can't help but force a smile.

"Fine just no parties tonight please?" I sigh at the thought of another one of those. I'm not sure how Gavin does it and I'm very tempted to ask him about that last party but I feel like he'll just get angry with me so I don't.

"Fine." He nods his head focusing on the road ahead and then turns to look at me again. "Do you like the beach?"