My Addiction by Ida Gonzalez (best ereader for academics .txt) 📕

"What's wrong, Paula?" Her little eyes look at me with anguish.

"Just promise me, love," I say again.

"I promise you, Paula. I love you" I kiss her hands, pressing them against my chest.

"Well Katy ..." I pause, "you have leukemia" she puts both hands to her mouth and starts sobbing. I press her against my chest and we cry together.

"Paula, no. It can't be. Why me?”

"I promise I will do everything I can to heal you, princess," I held her face only to see her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

"We are together in this, Kathy. I will not leave you alone. Did you hear me? I will never, never leave you alone. You are what I love the most in life" I said with determination.

"Never leave me, Paula. Please, don't leave me. I don't want to be a burden to you."

"Don't say that. You heard me, I'm never going to leave you," we hugged each other for long minutes and cried until no tears left. Katy fell asleep in my arms. I gently put her on the bed and lay down next to her.

My alarm clock goes off, as usual. I get up without dallying. I head to my room to take a shower. As soon as I get under it, I let myself cry like I have never cried in my life. I am so tired.

I've been through a lot and now through this. But I must be strong for Katy and we'll get out of this. We always get out of all the trouble, but this! This is too much, losing my mother had been very difficult. I can't imagine what it would be like to lose my only sister. I only ask God, not to leave me alone.

After getting out of the shower, I dress with the first thing I find and stare in the mirror at the huge dark circles that adorn my eyes. I brush my hair. I have black hair and I love my hair. It is the most beautiful thing I have. I have green eyes like my father's. That damn coward who left us one day, leaving only a letter where he asked for forgiveness and said he would never come back. I think I will never forgive him. Katy is the opposite of me. She is a small blonde with blue eyes like my mother. She is slim and also with tanned skin. Actually, she is very similar to my mother.

"Kathy, wake up, we have to go to the doctor.” I remind her it's time to go.

"Good morning, Kathy" I greet her, smiling.

"Good morning, Paula ..."

"Get up and take a shower for breakfast, love. We have to see the doctor," I leave a kiss on her head while stretching my arms. I watch her get out of bed and walk slowly to the bathroom. I shake my head. I feel terrible. I can’t do anything but only see, knowing that she suffers from that terrible disease. I rub my face and then walk out of her room, letting her finish dressing while I wait for her in the kitchen for breakfast.

"Mmm, it smells good in here" she appears in the kitchen, ready and a little more cheerful than yesterday.

"I made toast. Your favorite," I give her a tender smile, watching her raise the coffee cup to her lips.

"Umm, you are the best in the world," I blew her a kiss. We both eat breakfast in silence.

"Paula, how are we going to pay for the treatment?" I stop drinking my coffee. It is true that I had not yet thought about that. A knot forms in my stomach which even makes me not want to eat.

"Don't worry, Katy. I'll do anything. Anything to get the money. You just keep calm," I assure her so she wouldn't worry about it. Now I am not only concerned about my sister's health but also about how I am going to pay for her treatment.

After a while, we arrive at the hospital and head to the hospital reception. We already have an appointment with the specialist. But my head can't stop worrying about how I'm going to pay for the treatment.

"Good morning," I greet the woman behind the desk, politely.

"Good morning, how can I help you?" she asks very kindly, flashing us a smile.

"We have an appointment with Dr. Luis Parissi," I reply as I watch her type on her computer.

"Miss Ricci?" I nod.

"Please come in, fourth-floor oncology," she says and I just take Kathy's hand to go up the stairs. When we get to the fourth floor, we meet a secretary again.

"Good morning, we have an appointment with Dr. Luis," I say, approaching the young woman.

"Yes, wait" she responds and we wait a while until she tells us that we can enter.

"You can get in, Miss Ricci"

"Thank you very much,” I thank her kindly

When I enter the office, I see the doctor who quickly gets up to greet us when he sees us. A smile appears on his face. He is quite handsome. A young man of about 30 years or so; Tall, good physique and look. A bit intimidating. He looked away to avoid eye contact.

"My pleasure, Miss Ricci," he extends his hand in greeting.

"Thank you, Doctor," I respond.

"Hi, you must be Kathy," he turns to her and gives her a cute smile.

"Hello doctor, yes it's me," she responds with a little shyness, squeezing my hand.