LUNA'S POV.

Just as my bra was falling off, I heard the door open and a very loud, shrilling shriek in the spot where the words, "What are you doing?" were supposed to be. Only a shriek that annoying and that obnoxious could belong to one person; Helen Cades. The person whose party I was at for the first time ever and probably, after we're done, the last of her parties I would ever attend. Not of my own will cause I was enjoying myself, but by her command. I wouldn't be able to sneak in or anything because I'm sure, somewhere in this large crap of a house, she has bodyguards hidden where she calls them out with a whistle. I swear it.

I turned around, look at her then closed my eyes and sighed in annoyance. Sure, I was annoyed but I also didn't want to get on her bad side which, by her reddened angry face, I could tell that it was already happening. But I couldn't control my words, and they just slipped out. "Why did you have to interrupt us?" I let out, a little slurred of course. That reddened her face in ager even more.

Before I could understand what was happening, she rushed over to me and grabbed a fistfull of my hair and yanked on it. I let out a pained yelp and, turning to her with a seriously pissed face, I did the same thing to her which resulted in a pained yelp from her as well. If she thought she was going to win, then by God she was wrong. Then again, if I thought I was going to win I was also by God wrong. Just as we were seriously punching the hell outta each other, North stepped in and grabbed both of us. Even though he was drunk, he must've had some mind to know what was going on and he obviously wasn't in the mood for it.

I had let go of her hair once North grabbed me and I half expected her to do the same, but noooooooo! She just had to go and make things harder. She was holding onto my hair and still pulling on it, while North was dozing off as he held us off the floor. All of a sudden, I felt a rush of nausea pass through me and I automatically knew what it was. Even though I wasn't as tall as North, my feet could still reach his shin and that's exactly where I kicked. He dropped both of us and groaned in pain. I quickly covered my mouth and rushed past North and Helen and into the bathroom. I puked out my breakfast, or at least I thought that's what I puked out. It seemed like it anyway.

No, what I puked out wasn't chunky nor was it smelly. It wasn't even the color of my breakfast.

It was red.

Just like blood. How ironic.

Out of ALL the places it just happened to kick in, now was the time it chose. I was still puking blood out when I heard a thump and somebody was on the floor. Probably North, I've heard rumors that he can't hold his drinks. I didn't stop puking though, it just kept coming out. Soon, I started to get extremely dizzy from blood loss. Finally, after about 5 minutes, I finally stopped puking out the blood.

Helen came over to me and surprisingly, she asked, "What's wrong with you?" I sorta thought she's be angry and start hitting me or something. I suddenly got angry for no reason so I wiped my mouth and slowly turned around to face her.

"Well, what do YOU think Helen? I have godforsaken white hair, I'm as skinny as hell, and I'm puking out blood. It's a disease, can you guess? Try. Just try."

She stared at me, her mouth gaping. I doubt she was expecting me to say that.

"I'll give you a hint," I started. "It starts with a C."

She stood there a moment, thinking, and then her eyes widened. I thought she was going to bring out her sympathetic side but nope. She's just full of surprises, now isn't she?

She screamed and ear-piercing scream that caused those damned body guards (I FUCKING TOLD YOU) to come in and intrude. She started screaming words like, "FREAK!" and "DISEASED! OUT!"

I dodged the body guards with the best of my ability in the shape that I was and I put on my bra and ran downstairs. I didn't give a shit if people saw me. Let them see what I am! Let them see what they've been near, it didn't matter to me. I could simply ignore them, and that's what I did. It wasn't worth the fight. And anyways, my days were counting down. I had to live life to its fullest, and that's what I planned on doing. I wouldn't let my stupid cancer get in the way.