Love Squared to the Second Power

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Life Unexpected

In light of everyone involved’s feelings no one would back down. I couldn't choose between them, and neither would relinquish their feelings for me. It had become a blood curdling standoff. They had decided that they didn't want to let me go. I had decided that it was best to let them both go.

I prayed to still be able to stay friends with them. At the moment their feelings seemed to be very hurt which I could completely understand. My friend Makayla and I started to get close. She started staying with me and was helping me through everything that was going on in my hectic life. She was helping with the night terrors that had started since leaving the guys. It was never about them; they were always about the things Raymond had put me through. The brain blocks memories that it can't handle but sometimes those memories come back, and the brain tries to shut them back down. She was a lot like me, she was an army and air force brat we shared the same things in life.

She was also a double enrolled student not just now, but she was during high school as well. She was now majoring in architecture and engineering. She was a picture of beauty; she was five foot nine long straight white hair and porcelain skin. She was an albino in a sense she didn't have the right pigment so she would always lack in the color department, but she had beautiful pink eyes. I used to love my green eyes but hers made my heart smile. I told her constantly she reminded me of a fairy, when I wanted to make her mad, I would call her Tink. She was so adorable when she was mad.

We would fall asleep watching movies on my television in my bed. When we would wake up, we would be wrapped up in each other's arms. Cuddling with her always made me smile. Even though I feared we were developing feelings for one another. I wasn't sure how it happened, but I felt like I was falling in love with my best friend.

After several weeks of basically living together we went out to a fancy Italian restaurant. After almost a bottle of wine Makayla looked at me, grabbed my hand and said I love you. That same word came out, ditto. I had some issue with actually saying the words I love you. I hoped it would eventually disappear from my brain.

Weeks passed and the guys seemed totally fine with not just my new relationship but with only being friends. We would all hang out and watch movies together. We would make dinners together and study in silence together for hours. Everything seemed to be great in my life, I had an amazing girlfriend and two very amazing male friends, and everyone seemed to get along great.

Until life happened, Jayden and Jayson’s parents divorced; they were no longer considered brothers, even though they were adults the divorce seemed to hit them hard. I was trying to be there for them but was battling a horrible spell of pneumonia. About three weeks into everything coming down I was in bed with a fever sky high and apparently went into a seizure.

Makayla called an ambulance, and they took me to the hospital. They had to call my brother since Raymond thankfully was still in jail and my brother Melkon was the closest blood relative. I was in a coma, and they started running tests. when I awoke it was to news I didn't want to hear.

The doctor came in once I was conscious and explained to me that I had cancer. It was a rare form that attacked my blood. They explained that basically I had to have my blood flushed out by new blood and had to go through chemo to attempt to save my life. They said that it would be next to impossible to ever get pregnant because the treatments would make me sterile. My thoughts on having a huge family died that day.

The only good luck I had was that all of my siblings had the same blood type as me O+. I guess Halena, Hayden and I would now be blood related so to speak. They made me stay in the hospital for over a week and start treatments. I was not sure how I was going to do this and college. I was already in my third year and switched to the advanced programs, so I was doing double time. I only had this year and the next then I could take on my internships.

Everyone kept telling me that I needed to stop thinking about college and start thinking about fighting this battle. I couldn't do that; I had worked too hard to get where I was going. I had to figure out how to do both. That was a whole other demon to deal with. I was starting to feel cursed.