Unable to breathe, did I just hear what I think? No it can't be, mentally pinching myself to wake up from this terrible nightmare.


"Anthony." Tell me, my tears spill. "is it, it true?" I stutter.

"I'm sorry Dianna, we wanted to protect you. " He attempts to console me, but i decline. "Protect me, so what he would die and I would have no idea why?"

Trying to put this very jagged puzzle together. "Who else knows?"


"Lou."

What! She knew before me? "And?" I need to know the truth no matter how much it hurts. "Well Kylie and myself."

"Un fucking believable." I rage. "And Harry."


Now I am mad. "Who told him, before me." My tears fall harder. "Im sorry we didn't want to worry you." His eyes puffy.


"I don't care. You should of told me." I cry uncontrollably. "Look lets just sleep and we can talk in the morning."

Kylie attempts to subdue the situation. "YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU!" I slam the door.

---

He opens the door, I am furious.


My left hands raises and I slap him. Shoving him "How fucking." Another shove. "You" I shove him into the wall.


He stands up dumbfounded. "Stay away from me." I shove him again and punch him on his lip.



"DIanna. what is going on?" He pulls me by the arm forcefully. "Don't fuck with me. You selfish dick." I get out of his grip. Stomping to the front door. "WAIT" He yells throwing his palm on the front door and now I am trapped.


He turns my chin to look at him, but my eyes avert to the ground. "Diana." HIs voice angry laced with concern.

"Please."



My makeup is smudged and I look like a wreck. "let me go." I beg. "Please" He repeats. "Did you know my dad has cancer?" He stumbles back.


"Never ever contact me ever again."

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"Where will you go?" My brother asks following me around Lou's bedroom.

"I'll figure it out." I say between sobs. "I can't stay here. Not in this house" I pack my bag.


"Please call." I don't bother to hug him I am so mad.






Sitting in a hotel miles from nowhere, though this would be my happiness - finally. I look at my phone and pick it up and put it down again for the millionth time. Staring out the window lonely, tired and angry.


I can't understand their reasons for keeping this to me. I tried to call dad but time difference and all. My dad has cancer, my dad has cancer. I cannot and don't want to fathom this. How will I go on if he dies?


Why is life so cruel for, all his life he has been devoted to me and this is his reward. I thought we were all rid of illness. I wonder if there is a better life out there.


Then there is Harry he saved my life, lied to me, said he loved me right now i feel more like a stranger to him. I want my dad. I want to hug him and promise him everything will be ok and I am never leaving his side.



I crawl into bed. Place both my hands together. "Please god keep dad safe, please don't take him from us. Please god, please."

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