Princess of Death

CHAPTER ONE

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RARE BEAUTY

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'What should I do to stop this endless pain that's tearing me apart emotionally and physically?'

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It was very cold as harsh winds were strong and swirling around outside in Winnipeg thus, making it even harder for the small boy to breathe. His mobile showed time, 5:21 am in the morning which means his new university doesn't starts till eight in the morning. Elliot knew he had it coming, the discomfort, agonizing pain and tightness in his stomach. His friend Park Sam came over last night in the excitement of new day at University of Manitoba, the next day. They had fun talking, but when it came to dinner time they both ordered pizzas and sweet treats like ice-creams and brownies. Elliot haven't told Sam that his stomach cancer has gotten worst so, he ate more than he should have so, that his childhood friend could enjoy their small party rather than worrying about his health. As when it came to Elliot; he was more selfless than he should be and this was because Elliot was very sweet, and a caring boy.

Now Elliot was sitting on his bed as moonlight came in through his window which was the only source of light in the dark yet small room. Elliot lived by himself as his mother passed away when he was born and his father left him for another woman. Elliot had to work for his living so, he worked at his friend's café whose parents paid him well enough so, that he could have a normal life. Elliot would never had accepted this proposal of Sam's parents, but when Sam found out about Elliot's stomach cancer, there was no stopping him from helping out his childhood friend who he considered as his own brother; in any possible way he could and so, Sam's parents were also keen to help the broken boy.

Doctors have prescribed Elliot many tests and medicines which he was obliged to take if he wanted to survive. Doctors even asked Sam to make sure he doesn't stress himself out as that could affect his stomach thus, making it possible for him to suffer from stomach pain. However, this was not the case. Elliot worked too hard so, that Sam's parents won't think that he is just going to take advantage of their kindness plus, he worked harder in his studies so, that he could pay his education fees by himself through getting scholarships.

Although he didn't have to since Sam's parents considered him as their own child, but sweet Elliot just couldn't stop from feeling of being burden on someone else.

Elliot was doing fine until one day he spit out blood for the first time and he couldn't stop spitting blood out thus, making him go in panic which made him pass out cold in his living room. If Sam didn't had a spare key with him and if he wasn't visiting at that time then Elliot's life could have fallen into the danger zone. After that incident, doctors got petrified and worried for the young boy's health as it came to their epiphany that Elliot has gotten panic disorder which means suffering from panic attacks will not be rare and could hurt his stomach in anyway. Sam became overprotective over Elliot as he was scared for his fragile friend's life.

This was because; a one wrong step…and Elliot could shatter like a glass.

After sitting for quite long, Elliot came to know that his pain is not going to die out instead it increased so, Elliot immediately made his way towards his bathroom as he coughed and spit out blood in the sink. After spitting blood out continuously for few minutes; Elliot cleaned his mouth by rinsing it with water before walking out of the bedroom and going downstairs into the kitchen.

Elliot poured himself a glass of water before taking out the medicine from the cupboard above shelves. He gulped the medicine with water and breathed heavily before walking back to his room. Elliot held his mobile in his clammy hand from his almost messy bed before turning it on to look at the time. When he saw that it was only seventeen minutes left in clock hitting at six in the morning, he sighed as he walked to his bathroom to take a warm shower in order to get ready for his new day at new university.

After getting ready, Elliot looked at the time and it was only 6:30 am in the morning which meant, he still had a lot of time before university starts. Elliot looked himself in the mirror before sighing as his pale and slim figure didn't looked that bad in white hoodie and in light blue jeans with white sneakers. Elliot took his black bag and slide it on his right shoulder before walking out of the small house and locking it before making his way to the bus stop. Elliot knew that it would take at least thirty minutes to reach University of Manitoba from a bus so, he doesn't has to worry since he can reach before university starts. Which means he can explore and can easily find his classes in that span of time.

As the bus arrived, Elliot put on his headphones before listening to sad music whilst he stepped into the bus and made his way in the back of the bus. Elliot sat on the window side and, looked out mindlessly.

'What did I ever do to deserve this? This cancer, no family, and then all of embarrassments I feel whenever Sam and his parents are there to help me out. I wish I just end up dying because I can't live on with this pain and humiliation, but at the same time I can't die because my mother won't be proud of his son. What do I have to do? What should I do to stop this endless pain that's tearing me apart emotionally and physically?' Elliot thought while music faded somewhere in the background, as for at that moment, only his thoughts were voicing out aloud in his head.

Before Elliot could prolong his pessimistic thoughts about his faded life, the bus stopped near the bus stop sign which means he has to walk from there to his university.