Eleven

forty.

i haven't visited lily since she told me she had leukemia.

it's just that it reminded me of my mother.

if lily lived, i would ask myself why they could save her and not my mom.

and if she died, i would ask myself why this disease was claiming so many people i loved.

so today i decided to visit her because at the end of the day, she was the victim here, not me.

a man and woman stood before a doctor yelling and arguing with him as i walked into lily's room.

i saw her crouched down, holding her hands over her ears. i pried them off and spoke.

"lily what happend?"

she pointed to the door.

"my parents are not happy."

those where her parents.

why were they mad?

was lily okay? i thought.

"you know what, it's probably nothing. come on."

i brought her to her bed, told her to lay down and plugged my headphones in, giving her the set.

i figured this would block out the noise.

"what are we watching?"

"only one of my favorite disney movies. have you watched tangled?"

"no."

i gasped.

"i think it was about time you did."

we snuggled up close, freddy and susie inbeween us and then the movie began to play.