Y/n POV

today had to be the worst day of my life. today i found out i was dying. i have brain cancer, and a very progressive type. the doctor gave me around 4 months to live, and that's what i was going to do, was live.

my parents were hysterical when the doctor gave me the diagnosis, but all i could think was that i'm dying young, dying at 16. i thought of my friends, Dwayne and hockey. i don't know how i'll tell them.

"can i still play hockey? we have the championship coming up in 2 weeks. i want to be able to play one last time" i ask the doctor.
"you may not play, because you might be extremely tired" he says, "but you could assist the coach if that's allowed". he hands us pamphlets about the type of cancer and then says his goodbyes and walks out of the room.

i'm in the car, moms taking me to the rink to tell the team. i told her i'd stay for the practice as well, seeing as though mom had phoned orion already so he knew what was coming, he said that i could be assistant coach if i wanted, in which i said yes. ill still be with team but just not playing, which will suck.

i was gonna take Dwayne off the ice to talk to him alone, but with the time right now i'll catch them before they go on the ice. we were not even 5 minutes away so we would get there in time. i'm gonna talk to Dwayne first, then i'm gonna get my skates on and go on the ice and tell everybody. i feel like crying just thinking about doing it.

we got to the rink and i grabbed my skates and walked in. i dropped my skates outside of the door and walked in, plastering a smile on my face so people wouldn't ask how i was doing, because i know i'd break them and there.
i saw that Dwayne, Fulton and Charlie were the last ones in there, so i walked over to Dwayne.

"Hiya darlin" he says as he kisses my cheek. "can you stay back a minute after they leave" i say looking right at his eyes and i see his mood drop. he nods his head and less than a minute later, we are in the change room alone.
"what is your sorta worrying me" he says, looking at me.

"i went to the doctor today, about the headaches and the ringing sounds." i look down at the floor.
"well what do they think it is" he says furrowing his eyebrows.

"Dwayne, i have brain cancer" i say as i immediately looks down to the floor tears welling up in my eyes. then i felt a warm embrace and knew that he was hugging me, but i could feel water hitting my head, and that's when i realized he was crying too.

" Dwayne, they say i only got around 4 months" i say with my head buried in his chest. "and now i gotta go tell the team, but i don't know if i can."

i sat down on the bench with Dwayne beside me while i put my skates on. he then stood up and grabbed my foot and put it between his legs and tied my skates, like he would on our dates.

we skated out on the ice together, and coach knew immediately what was happening.

"guys, y/n has something they need to share" he says allowing me to speak.

as i was trying to tell the team, my voice kept breaking and the words just didn't want to come out.

" y/n has brain cancer, and the doctors gave her around 4 months to live" Dwayne says knowing that i wouldn't be able to get it out. He had his arm around me to begin with but now he spun me into his chest and hugged me.

the whole team gathered around me and Dwayne and we all group hugged.

2 months later, we are at the championship and we are playing really, really good. that's when somebody checks Adam into the boards and he twists his wrist the wrong way.

the medics said he might've just sprained it and to just ice it. Adam sat beside me on the bench.

it was nearing the end of the 3rd period and we were up 4-2. Once the buzzer went off and the score was still 4-2, we celebrated. everybody ran out onto this ice.

Dwayne drove us to my house after the game, and he would be spending the night there as well. he went upstairs to my room and i stayed down and went to the kitchen to tell my mother goodnight.

"goodnight mom, love you" i say, and smile at her. "goodnight sweetie, i love you too".

i went upstairs and walked into my room, Dwayne already had his pajamas on. i grabbed mine and changed. he watched me and had a sly grin on his face. i jumped on the bed and he laid beside me.

we laid there for an hour just talking, and just before i fell asleep, i said "i love you my cowboy." he pulled me closer to him and just before i fell asleep, i heard, "i love you too my darling".

Dwayne POV

i take my hat off as i sit down beside her.
"hiya darling, i hope your doing good" i say, choking back the tears that are fighting to come out.

"it's been about 6 months, since you've been gone" i trace my finger around the letters of her name engraved on the gravestone. "everyday without you feels like a million years. i just wish i could hold you again, just one last time. i love you, my darling."