Living The Dream

ADAMS POV

I couldn't wait until I got home from locker room cleanout today. I just wanted to hold Dyl, and tell her I love her. I knew I was ready to tell her that I love her, because I love her with all my heart. I couldn't imagine my life without her.

After we were done with interviews and such, I said bye to all the boys, and headed home. When I pulled up to my apartment, I noticed Dyl's car wasn't there. I wonder if she was still at the rink. Well atleast now I can clean the apartment, and run to the store to pick up Dyl's favourite flowers. She deserved flowers everday for the rest of her life.

When I got home from the flower shop, I knew Dyl was home. "Hey baby, how was the doctor? I missed you" I said as I went over to kiss her on the couch. Something was wrong. She looked like she'd seen a ghost.

"I have to tell you something." She said with her voice all raspy.

"Me first," I started. "I went to the store today, and picked you up a dozen lilly's. I know they're you're favourite."

She smiled sweetly. But it didn't reach her eyes. "Thank you babe"

"I love you." Dammit I just blurted it out. "I'm so madly inlove with you Dyl. I couldn't imagine not having you in my life, and if that isn't love then what is right?" I laughed lightly.

She started crying. Uh oh. I didn't mean to make her cry. "Baby what's wrong? Please don't cry"

"I'm sick" she choked.

"Oh baby, why didn't you say something. Do you want some tea or soup?"

"No, not that sick." Oh, so she had the stomach flu?

"Here let me get you a glass of water." I returned with the glass of water, and handed it to her.

She took a deep breath, and squeezed "I have cancer" out of her mouth. And in that moment, my life changed forever.

"Cancer?? Dyl, you can't have cancer, you're 18." I couldn't believe what she was telling me.

"Well I have stage 4 metastatic melanoma with mets to my liver, skin, and brain."

That's when my tears started flowing. I couldn't believe that my love has cancer. "You can fight this right? We can fight this. I'm not leaving you Dylanne."

"Adam," She started. This couldn't be good. "I only have a 5% chance of surviving. Five. I'm not sure I want to fight." That's when I noticed Dylanne's duffle bag packed beside the couch.

"What do you mean you're not sure if you want to fight this. You have to. For us." Why was she telling me this.

"My dream, was to come to Boston, and go to Harvard. And then I met you. When I met you my dream changed. My dream became you. I want you. But this changes everything. I'm dying Adam. And one day I won't be here anymore, and that day is soon. You need to change your dream while you still can. I want you to forget about me. I want you to find another girl to spend your life with. One who will be healthy to be here for you for a long time. Which is why I'm giving this to you." she said as she handed me the key I gave her. "Forget about me Adam. I will love you forever, but just forget."

"Wait. You said you have a 5% chance of surviving right? Five is better than zero right? We can do this. Whatever it takes. Please don't leave me baby. I can't live without you."

"One day you're going to have to learn how to live without me. Even if I do fight this, I won't be the same. I'll be sick, and frail, and I don't want you to see me like this. Please just let me do this. If I choose to fight, then i'll do it alone. And if I chose not to fight, I'll die on my own. Please Adam." She walked over and kissed my cheek. "I love you, but this is goodbye."

She left. She's dying, by herself, and she just left. For the first time in forever, I sat beside the door that she walked out through, and cried.

Notes

Please don't hate me. By the way, if there are any Grey's Anatomy fans reading, Dylanne has the same kinda cancer that izzie had. I love grey's anatomy so I based it off of that.

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