The Flight

Sey’Zays POV

‘The spring breeze was light and sweet as it blew through my hair. My bare feet dug into the soil as I ran through the field. My hands delicately grazed each sunflower as I walked through the rows. I was lost in my own little world before a pair of strong arms snake around my waist. A large smile graces my lips as I turn around and throw my arms around his neck. He stares at me with such love in his eyes as he takes me in. He slowly leans forward and rests his forehead on mine and takes a deep breath. I got a little nervous and my smile fell slightly. He brings his head back up, not opening his eyes as he gets on one knee. A loud gasp leaves my lips as my hands fly up to my mouth.’

A knock on my door brings me back to reality. I set my book to the side and make sure I look okay before I answer.

“Come in” I say, looking towards the door.

The door opens and a petite woman walks in my room. She has brown wavy hair that fell down her shoulders, and big brown eyes. Her diamond shaped face and her soft pink lips are her key features. She is very beautiful in my opinion. She came in with a soft smile and a large cart. I scoot over in my bed so there’s enough room for the both of us. She has a seat next to me and looks at me, and then the cart and then back at me.

“You ready?” She asks me.

“I’m always ready, Mila” I say sitting criss-cross applesauce. She lets out a soft chuckle as she hands me my water bottle. I take it into my hands as I watch her prepare all my medicines. Once she finished organizing them, she handed me every single one one by one. After fifteen different pills, I’m finally done and able to lay down.

Before we get any further, I’ll catch you up. I’m Sey’Zay Miller. I’m a seventeen year old cancer patient here in Manhattan, New York. I know that I probably shouldn’t introduce myself like that, but it’s only the truth. I am five foot two and a half, I have regular dark brown hair and boring light brown wavy hair. I’m not super skinny but I’m not really shapely either. I’m just me sadly. I was first diagnosed with kidney cancer when i was 13 years old. Fun fact, I am indeed the youngest kidney cancer patient in the state of New York. As of right now, I have stage four kidney cancer. I’m currently on a dialysis machine but once I reach stage five, I’m going to need an entire transplant and fast.

Alright, enough of all that sad shit that’s going to make you feel bad for me. I have two best friends here at the hospital. Mila Carey is my right hand girl, she’s also my nurse. We talk about everything and she’s like a sister I never had. She’s been my nurse since I first got here four years ago. She had just started her nursing career a couple weeks before I was permanently placed here. Alonzo Perez, or Lonzo, is best friend number two. He’s also a patient and his room is right across the hall from mine. Lonzo suffers from XP. XP stands for Xeroderma Pigmentosum. Basically, he’s extremely sensitive to the radiation from the sun, which puts him at high risk for skin cancer. So he has his own special room, with his own special windows. Anyways now that you know a little bit, let’s get on with the story shall we?

“What you readin today?” she asks, picking up my book.

“It’s called Sunflower. It’s actually really good. You can borrow it if you want?” i say, sitting up and taking a long sip of water.

“Nah, I already know how this is going to go. I’ll say ‘yea sure i’ll read the book’ then i’ll take it home, read the first two pages, get busy, forget about it, then i’ll lose it and then when i finally get some motivation after smoking some bud, i’ll find it and then the whole cycle is going to repeat over and over and over again, so no i will not be borrowing this book.” she says, handing it back to me. I stare at her with wide eyes until she looks over at me.

“What?” she asks, shrugging her shoulders.

“You smoke?” I whisper-yell at her. She burst out laughing before getting off my bed and pushing the cart towards the door. She walks through the door and then walks back in not even thirty seconds later.

“And you better not tell anyone either” she says with a smirk plastered on her face as she winks at me.

“I would never” I wink back. We both laugh before she shuts the door and checks on her other patients. I pull out my phone and log into discord. I reply to my chats before exiting out and going to my regular messages.

4 text messages from ‘Momma Bear’

1 text messages from ‘Papa’

3 text messages from ‘Butthead’

I decided to text my mom back first, then my dad and then my brother. I throw my phone down next to me and let out a sigh. I stare at the ceiling for three minutes before I pick my phone back up again. I go into snapchat and snap the group chat i made between me Lonzo and Mila. I take a picture of my IV and start typing.

“This is starting to hurt like a bitch”

A few minutes later, Lonzo snaps back.

“Oh damn. Might wanna get that checked.” he says. I take a closer look at the snap he sent and my expression falls into a scowl. He’s watching our TV show- without me.

SpongeBob SquarePants.

I took a picture of me making a mad face.

‘I will- Mila, come get this before I rip it out myself and back to you Alonzo, how dare you watch Spongebob without me! I’m coming over in 20’

I finish typing and press send. I plug my phone up on the charger and set it on my nightstand before getting up and walking to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and then changed into a white crop top and a pair of black Nike joggers. I find some clean fuzzy socks and slip them on my feet before putting on my Birkenstocks. I brushed my hair and threw it into a messy bun. I walk out of my bathroom and grab my phone, wallet, water bottle and IV stand before leaving my room and walking across the hall into Alonzo’s room.

“Hola bebe” a deep, heavily accented voice fills the room.

(Translation : Hey baby)

I look over and Lonzo is sitting up in his bed grinning at me. I do a quick little dance move and pose before pointing at him. He looked at me strangely before laughing at me.

“Hey bae!” I laugh with him as I carefully climb into the bed next to him. He wraps an arm around me and I take out my phone.

“Smile!” I say holding my phone up to fit us both in the camera. He closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out. I snapped the picture and saved it before I started typing.

‘Mila, i’m in Alonzo’s room just so you know so you can come and fix my IV’ i type out followed by some mad faced emojis. She finally snapped back a picture of her in the cafeteria, with salad hanging out of her mouth.

‘Im eating’

“Oh my god, im bout to beat this bitch up” I say rolling my eyes. Lonzo lets out a deep laugh. He snatches my phone out of my hands and takes a picture of himself.

“Hey! Give me my phone back dick face!” I yelled at him while reaching for my phone. He pushes me away with one hand while continuing to take a million more selfies with the other hand. I notice that his phone is on his lap so I give up on mine and lunge for him. He flinches at me but then backs off and smirks down at me.

“You don’t know the password” he says with a cheeky grin on his face.

Now it’s my turn to smirk.

“Oh really?” I ask. I turn his phone on and proceed to type numbers in.

071403

His phone unlocks and his eyes widen the same time his jaw drops. He lunges for his phone and I dodge out of the way.

“How the fuck did you find out my password?” he yells, still trying to get his phone out of my grasp.

“We were laying down backs against each other so I used my camera to record you putting your password in″ I burst into laughter.

“Plus, that’s literally your birthday you cabron” I say, rolling my eyes.

“Idiota astuto” he laughs, tickling my sides.

(Translation : you sneaky asshole)

“ALONZO” I yell.

“A-alonzo s-s-stop” I choke out, trying to get away from him. I throw his phone at him and he stops.

“Okay now where’s mine?’ I ask completely out of breath.

“Here” he says, glaring at me.

I snatch my phone away from him and shake my head with a smile on my face.