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Chapter Twenty-Five: Distance

"Should I say 'hallelujah?' Maybe that'll save me, maybe that'll save me,  maybe that'll save me, oh. Nothing's gonna save me. Only time I've gotten on my knees, I wasn't praying, ha."

~hallelujah by Bea Miller~

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Revised: July 12, 2022

Warnings: panic attacks, anxiety, abuse, domestic violence, sexual harassment/assault, language, violence, and other mature themes

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Zion's POV

"When will Sensei Lawrence be back?" Miguel asks at the end of class.

I see Sensei Kreese shift uncomfortably a little. "I think he'll be back in a day or two," Sensei Kreese responds.

"Where did he even go on such short notice?" Hawk asks, sounding a bit upset about our sensei just leaving like that.

"He's planning a funeral," Sensei Kreese says and my eyes widen. I can see the look of regret on Hawk's face from being too insensitive. "His old friend died. Cancer."

A shock runs through my body at that. Cancer. That's what killed my dad.

Flashback begin.

"Zion, could you come here?" my dad calls me. I walk into the living room to see my dad sitting down and looking upset.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Take a seat," he says.

Is this about my grades? He knows I try for him, even though I have no interest in doing well in school. I thought Cs were good.

"I have something to tell you."

No, this is worse than grades. Something is seriously wrong. Is it something to do with my mom? Did she get drunk and put in a holding cell again? 

"I want you to remember this doesn't automatically mean the worst and I can fight it."

"Fight what?" I ask in confusion.

"Zion," my dad begins with a sad look on his face, "I have cancer."

Panic courses through my veins and I subconsciously start digging my fingernails into the palm of my hand, "What?"

"It's colon cancer, but I'm only in the first stage. The doctor thinks I can fight it," he says, obviously trying not to freak out too much in front of me.

"He thinks you can? Everyone I know who has had cancer didn't make it," I say quietly.

"I will be the first one to survive it, then. But I can't do this alone. I need you to be there with me, Zion, to help me out," my dad says and I nod.

"Of course. Anything I can do to help," I assure him. 

Flashback end.

That was the day I realized how cruel the world is. My father, a good man, was being taken away from me. My dad was always so positive about it, trying to convince me it wasn't as bad as it seemed. But it was. Actually, it was so much worse.

"Z, you all right?" I come back to the present and see Miguel looking at me in concern. I nod, shaking off the awful memory. 

A hand lightly touches mine and I turn to see Hawk looking at me in concern. I enlace my fingers with his, assuring him I'm okay. 

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