Megan's POV

"So how have you been since your first visit?" Dr Way asked as I sat opposite him in his office.

"Not great" I said honestly. All week I've been worried sick about my mum and her situation, it's stressful and everyones scared. My mums not been doing great either, she went to the hospital a few days ago for cancer treatment options and she's agreed on chemotherapy. She doesn't want to lose her hair but that's what's she's going to have to put up with.

"Why? What's happened?" He asked, genuinely looking concerned. I sighed heavily.

"Mum my found out she has cancer last week" I said sadly.

"I'm so sorry" He said with sympathy clear in his voice, "do you want to talk about how you feel?" He added. I shook my head, I wasn't in the mood for talking about it today.

"Another day, just not today" I said and he nodded in understanding. I like Dr Way, he's nice, understanding and doesn't force my to say anything that I don't feel comfortable talking about. I can tell him anything and trust that he won't say anything to anyone, obviously because he's my therapist and it's classified between me and him but still, he makes me feel comfortable.

"I understand" He said, "anything else you want to talk about, what are your other family members like?" He asked, changing the subject. I thought about my dad and Jacob with a small smile.

"My brothers a pain in the ass but I honestly couldn't live without him. He's always there for me, even if I'm horrible to him and he's always there to cheer me up when I'm upset, he's the best brother I could ask for" I explained. Dr Way smiled.

"It's nice to see two siblings so close" He smiled, "what about your dad?" He then asked.

"He's my rock. There are times when I can't stand him because he stops me from doing things I want to do but then I realise that he's only doing it because he cares about me and doesn't want me getting hurt. Me and my dad don't have the closest relationship ever but I wouldn't change ours for the world, it's special to me" I said.

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After therapy, I felt better, like theres been a weight lifted off my chest from the things I told Dr Way that I couldn't tell anyone else. We talked for an hour and it honestly helped me, Dr Way is slowly helping me but every time I think about my mum, I feel sad again, it's complicated. When I got out of therapy my dad picked me up like he usually does. I jumped him and I smiled at him.

"How was it?" He asked.

"Okay, he helps me" I simply said. He smiled happily at me.

"That's good" He grinned proudly. Then he started the car and began to drive home. The drive was silent, but a comfortable silence.

"Oh!" My dad suddenly said, making me jump.

"What?" I asked wondering what made him do that.

"I forgot to tell you, don't act too shocked when you see your mother when you get home" He explained seriously.

"Why?" I asked curiously with a raised eyebrow.

"Before I tell you, it was her decision, so don't yell or say it was a mistake, okay?" He said. I nodded my head slowly, still confused.

"I won't" I agreed anyway.

"Your mother shaved her hair off" He said. My eyes suddenly widened and my jaw dropped.

"What?!" I said a bit too loudly.

"I said no shouting!" He scolded.

"Sorry" I muttered, "but why?" I asked again. He sighed.

"She didn't want her hair to fall out so she thought it was easier just to shave it off now" He explained. I knew what she did was right but I couldn't believe it.

"I can't believe she actually did it" I said slightly shocked.

"She's still a little sensitive so when you go in, be nice and say she looks pretty or something?" He suggested. I nodded.

"Of course, I'll always think mums beautiful anyway" I smiled.

"Me too" He agreed.

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We arrived home and Dad closed the door behind him. I walked into the lounge to see my mum sitting there, with no hair. It shocked me at first because I'm not used to seeing her like that but the more I looked at her, the more beautiful she looked, she could pull off any look and still be beautiful.

"Mum?" I said and her head snapped towards me as I caught her attention. She looked at me and smiled slightly. She didn't move or say anything, she then looked away and sighed. I walked over to her, sat in the seat next to her and took one of her hand in mine.

"You look beautiful mum" I said. I saw a tear roll down her face. I wiped it away and sighed, "I mean it mum, you rock the bald look" I smiled, trying to lighten the mood. I saw a small smile creep up on her face.

"I didn't want to lose my hair" She sighed.

"No one does mum, but it's something you have to go through to get better!" I explained. She nodded in understanding. I knew she hated this, she's not been her happy, bubbly self ever since she found out she has cancer and her mood is effecting everyone. Dad tries his hardest to cheer her up when she's upset but she just keeps pushing him away, just like she is with me and Jacob. I understand the pain and sadness she's feeling but I just wish she'd talk to one of us instead of pushing us away all the time.

"I'm going to go lay down for a while" She said quietly as she stood up. She then walked away and out of the room without saying a single word. I heard faint sobs as she walked up the stairs, I just wish there was something I could do to make her happy. I walked out of the lounge and into the kitchen, where my dad was. He was sitting down just staring at the floor. I sighed heavily, this situation is really having an effect on everyone.

"Hey dad" I said. He looked up and smiled, I could tell it was forced though.

"Hey sweetie" He replied.

"You okay?" I asked as I sat beside him. He sighed and just wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

"I'm fine, just worried about your mother that's all" He explained.

"How are you feeling though? You're allowed to feel upset too because I know I am" I said. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes, I could tell he wasn't okay.

"I just scared sweetie and your mother isn't exactly letting anyone help her" He said sadly.

"I know, she keeps pushing us away" I agreed with a sigh.

"She's just sensitive and doesn't know how to handle all of this" He said. I nodded in agreement.

"I understand, I know what you mean but I just wish she'd talk to someone, any of us" I frowned.

"I know, she'll come round eventually, we just have to give her time" He shrugged. This is going to be a lot harder than any of us thought.

Notes

I'M SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE, I'VE BEEN BUSY BUT I HOPE THIS MAKES UP FOR IT? IDK BUT TELL ME WHAT YOU THNIK?

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