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    Valediction (One/Three)

    After about half an hour of telling the woman I loved more than anything in the world what was wrong with her and her attitude, I finally concluded by hurling, "Fine. Go ahead and give up. It’s all you’re good at anyway. I don’t even care anymore, Dana. If you don’t care enough to fight it, why the fuck should I give a shit?" at her and stormed off to the bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

    I could hear her crying from the other side of it. If my heart hadn’t already been broken, that would have done it.

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    Dana

    I didn’t cry because of what she’d said to me. Oh, sure, it hurt…how could something like that not hurt? But I knew she was saying it out of pain and fear. I’d done the same damn thing to her more times than I could count.

    No, I was crying because it hurt me to think about how horrible this was for her. Somehow, without even really taking the time to think it through, I’d made my peace with what was happening. It seemed like a waste of time not to; I didn’t have much time left, and I didn’t want to spend it pissed off. Dr. Shapiro had called me a few days ago; with chemo, I could expect to live another five to six months, with about a six to ten percent chance of survival beyond two years. But those five to six months would be agonizing, and the chance of survival, even for a couple of years, was pretty damn low. On the other hand, if I decided to forego the treatment, I could reasonably expect to live relatively comfortably for the next six to eight months. To me, the second option sounded much better.

    I did understand Alice’s position, though. She was grasping onto that six to ten percent chance that I’d make it, and it didn’t make sense to her that I wasn’t at least willing to give it a shot. No matter how much or how clearly I tried to explain it to her, she wouldn’t or couldn’t hear what I was saying…that the chance was very, very slight and that to even make it possible, I’d be in so much pain I’d pray for death.

    Comments

    1. I hate to just repeat what everyone else said…but yeah, wow. I don’t think I’ve ever cried from fan fic before, but tears actually welled up in my eyes by the 3rd page of this. I almost didn’t read it because I want to live in a delusional fan fic universe where Dana dying of cancer is never part of the equation, but I love your writing so much I couldn’t resist. I’m bracing myself for the outcome, but I know it’ll be worth it if the next 2 chapters are anything like this one (and I’m sure they will be).

    2. Wow…that’s pretty much all there is to say. I’m supposed to be writing a paper, but i stopped to see if anything new was posted and i’m glad i did! This is such an awesome story, its so real. Please continue and SOON!

    3. Dana’s death really was handled poorly on the show, both last season and this one (so far), so I’m interested to see your interpretation. This was an excellent first chapter, though I know the heartbreak is coming. Thanks

    4. you got me all so teary eyes :'( liking the closure that we certainly didn’t get on the show. also the first person-thing. it’s done perfect :)

    5. I lost my longest friend recently to cancer so this opened those wounds. It is a poingnant story and well constructed and written so the reader is a participant. Please continueJackie E

    6. Ok, I just have to say that I pretty much started crying on the second page, and now that I’m finished I still can’t stop crying. That was…my God. There are no words for all the love and emotion you just created between the two. 5 pages of your story proved their love more than storyline IC could have written. Please post the rest of this story soon, although I’ll have to remember to grab an entire box of tissues next installment. Great job.

    7. Amazing! I love how you are writing this…I like the 1st person angle, it works! I am almost crying, but I am at work and that makes me want to cry on its own…no seriously you have a gift! Looking fwd to all your posts for all your stories (YOU, Weather the Storm and now Valediction)

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