I'll Be Your Cure - A Kashley One-shot part 1

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Part 1: Ashley's POV

"No," I whispered, clutching the countertop with my hand to keep my legs from buckling underneath me. The doctor on the other end of the phone mumbled something about there not being much time left, but I wasn't really listening anymore. I was trapped in my own mind, in a realm of horror and disbelief. This couldn't really be happening, not to us.
This kind of stuff just happened in movies like Bridge to Terebithia. That movie had brought tears to my eyes and I had thanked God that I would never have to go through the pain of losing someone I loved, like Jess had lost Leslie.
But apparently, I was wrong. I was vaguely aware of the dial tone on the other line as the caller hung up, leaving me to drown in my misery. I didn't want to believe his words, they must be some kind of fantasy. There was no way that I could be losing the one I loved because of an accident.
Without even thinking I grabbed my black leather purse from the kitchen table, snagging up my keys from the tiled floor where they had fallen but a moment before. I didn't want to believe what must have been lies the doctors were feeding me, but my concious nagged me, urged me to go to the hospital immediately. I had to find out if the rumors were true.
I slammed the front door of my apartment behind me, rushing down the sidewalk as fast as my cheap heels would allow. I reached for the unlock button on my key ring and I heard the quiet trio of honks emerge from my bright red Toyota truck. It was almost as if my non-breathing car was beckoning me to move faster; not like I needed any persuading.
What felt like an agonizing minute later I backed out of the driveway, pushing my truck into the late afternoon traffic comprised mainly of mom's picking their kids up from school and office executives rushing to business meetings. My hands clutched the wheel at ten and two in a death grip, and I realized that I was trembling. I cursed under my breath, mentally slapping myself for being so weak.
I'm not the kind of girl that bows into painful emotions easily. Mom always said that if you cried then you were a demon straight from hell. My mouth quirked slightly as I rolled my eyes, 'Well, she got what she wanted.' Yeah, that's right. I'd stopped crying years ago after I learned that tears brought nothing but slaps across the face from my psychotic mother.
I removed one hand from the wheel, digging in my purse until my hand closed around the desired object. I pulled out a single Camel cigarette, pushing it in between my tense lips and lighting the end, inhaling a puff of dark smoke. Letting out a heavy breath, I relaxed slightly back into my seat, letting the endorphins of the cigarette numb the intense pain attacking my heart.
Today, I needed this calming rush that only smoking could bring more than anything.
The love of my life was dying.

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[Magnuomoliticus]

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[georgiaflorentine]

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