Chapter 27:

(Lucas' POV)

"Kenna, are you still okay?" I yell through the white door. She's taking a shower.

She sighs," I'm fine Lucas, you can go now."

"I'm still worried about you. I want an explanation."

Right after I walked into the door yesterday she woke up and tried to brush the whole thing off. Not uh, that's not how it's gonna work.

I have left it alone since I found her but it's gotta stop now.

She has locked herself in the bathroom, now, I can't get to her.

"You'll know what I want you to know, now leave me alone," she yells and I jump back at her tone of voice.

I storm off into my bedroom and decide that it's not any good to try and get her to explain.

I hear the shower cut off and I jump off my bed impatiently.

"Kenna, are you done?" I yell from the hallway, going towards the bathroom.
No reply.

"McKenna, answer me now."

Still no reply.

"I knew this was gonna happen."

I run downstairs and fling open the key drawer. We keep all of our keys in one drawer in the dining room.

I rummage through the oak drawer frantically and grab two keys that say bathroom. Whether one is the master bath key or our hallway bathroom I don't know. But I will find out soon.

I take the silver key and try to push it through the lock but I get so far and it stops. Fudge.

I try the next key but it wouldn't budge either. What the hell am I supposed to do now?!

I do only what I know to do next, call 911. I know Kenna told me not to but I think Kerri is absolutely right.

I pull my phone out of my pocket when and go to dial the number when I hear Kenna groan.

"Kenna? Answer me now, I have my phone in my hand and am not afraid to call 911."

She groans again," Lucas, don't." Her voice is small and fragile.

She unlocks the door and turns the knob. The door reveals her towel wrapped body leaning against the granite countertop.

"Are you okay?" I pull her up and wrap the towel around her more modestly.

"I'm just a little dizzy. You didn't call anyone did you?"

"No," I reply and help steady her as we walk to her room.

Her feet slightly drag the floor when she moves them and her arm drapes around my neck for support.

"You need to see someone about it Kenna," I state as I lay her on her bed and pull out some of her clothes.

"No, there's nothing anyone can do for me."

I whip around in shock," what do you mean?"

Her face falls and I immediately know exactly what she means; only the worst thoughts cross through my head because the good ones have diminished from my mind.

"The cancer has spread. It was in my hip. When I told you that the chemo was working, it was, it got rid of the tumor in my hip. But, they found another tumor in my brain."

She's out of breath in a split second.

"So you lied to us!" I raise my voice but regret it soon after.

"No, I just left out some stuff." Her voice still fragile, I walk over to her holding her clothes.

"Just put these on and I will be standing outside the door if you need me."

I shut the door behind me and pray that she can handle the clothes by her lonesome.

"Lucas."

"What? Are you okay?" I ask frantically after I flung open the door.
"I'm fine. Chill out. I'm going to lay down for a little while, I'm tired," she replies with a slight smile.

I let out a long breath of air that I was holding when I see her sitting on her bed safe and sound.

I walk over to her pale body and she lies down pulling the covers over her shaken body.

"I'll be in my room if you need me. Even if you need a cuddle buddy, I'm here," I state and tuck her in.

I kiss her soft forehead and move towards the door. I shut it softly and walk downstairs to see Kerri sitting on the couch on her phone.

(Kerri's POV)

Why on God's green earth would anyone wear that? People post the weirdest outfits on that account. How is that even called fashion. It's hideous.

I decided to wake up early this morning and come see Lucas, God knows he needs moral support.

I feel eyes on me as I scroll through Instagram. The one and only: Lucas.

I try to get a laugh out of him. "Why are you staring at me?" I state hoarsely. My mom would kill me if she knew I was talking.

He laughs awkwardly and moves to sit on the couch with me.

"I didn't know you could see me," he laughs and goes straight to being serious," why are you talking?"

"No talking," he adds.

I eye him and he turns to my phone," why would anyone wear that?"

His cringe is almost stronger than my mom's granny perfume.

I agree with him by nodding and laughing.

I lock my phone and see his tired eyes follow mine to the door.

"Lucas, you didn't tell me Kerri was here!" Amelia, Lucas' mom, stated.

"She just got here."

I sit there awkwardly as Lucas looks over at me.

"You two can share Lucas' Chinese food, next time he better tell me who's gonna be here," his mom emphasized 'better' and handed his food to him.

Amelia walk away and chattered with her husband, Hayden, also Lucas' father, in the kitchen.

Her bright smile lit up a room and her laugh made everyone around her feel happy. Just like Kenna, she's a spitting image of her mom and her bubbly attitude can brighten anyone's day.

"Do they know?" I whisper in attempt to be quiet, well I kinda have to or I'll die of pain and agony. It kills me to talk but I can't help it, I have to be here for Lucas.

He shakes his head and my heart falls into my stomach.

"I'll explain, come on."

He grabs my forearm and we run up to his room with the food and my bog at hand.

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"Why do you always do that?" he laughs at my weird gesture.

I stick another piece of chicken into my eggroll and pour the soy sauce in. It's not that weird, but it's not something everyone does.

When we were smaller the many days of after school snacks had fully set in. Our parents weren't home and we'd get off the bus. Whether we got off of the bus together or one of us would walk to the other's house, we'd have an afternoon snack and Lucas would practice being a dumbass in our living room floors.

He basically, wrestled me and lost for the first 12 years of his life. After that, he got super strong and beat me ever since. Well, we are getting off topic.

Point being, my weirdness with food has gone on way before Lucas was big enough to beat me up.

"It's good. Don't question the things I enjoy. I don't a ask you why you choose to be a douche all the time," I snap back. Though my attempt to be scary while hurting is mostly a fail, he pretends to be hurt by my comeback.

He smiles and takes another bite out of his chicken. "Darling, your attempt to hurt me is so petty."

I roll my eyes and decide I have waited long enough," so tell me everything."

"What do you mean?"

I hit him with my foot and he falls off the bed backwards. He pops up at the end of the bed.

"You know what I mean, Lucas," I try and keep the topic afloat.

He pulls himself back onto his bed and sits with his legs crossed and extended in my direction. "You know that evening when Kenna came home and we had that important dinner?"

His serious tone makes me afraid of his next words but I manage a nod.

"We had that dinner on account of her. She told us that she had cancer in her hip."

My jaw drops to the ground and my head starts spinning as he continues bashing in my heart more.

"She told us at the dinner that she had been taking chemo and it was working the cancer was pretty much completely gone. Just about an hour ago I found out that it has spread to her brain," he says slowly.

My throat closes and I can feel my eyes filling with tears. Kenna is close to me, she's like a sister to me.

"They can't do anything about it, Kerri," he adds. I don't see how he is able to break my heart any more than it already is due to Grey and Lucas and everything that has happened in my life, but this is really happening and this is really pushing it for me.

I can handle a few things here and a few there but with everything piling on its not easy. Grey had ruined me and now this?

My tears blur my vision and Lucas comes to sit by me. I grabs the half eaten eggroll from my hand and sits it into the white carry out box.

His hands snake their way around me and pull me to him closely, this is exactly what I needed, a hug. There's just one thing missing that I long for, something that I know will take away my worries instantly, something I know will only make things better in a time like this. Grey.

As weird as it is, I long for Grey.

I hope you guys don't hate me for Kerri wanting Grey more than Lucas.. I did update with over 1,600 words. Yay me. If you enjoyed this chapter than vote or comment! I feel like this chapter was a little boring, but you be the judge! Love you guys! -C