Don't Forget My Name(Neymar)

Chapter 26- When You Look At Me

"And when you look at me,

The only memory

Is us kissing in the moonlight"

WHY I HAVENT BEEN UPDATING!!!!!

My CPU decided to mess up and get a gnarly virus.. I ended up losing EVERYTHING because I didn't have back up files..dumb me. I'm sorry but the good news is that I downloaded Word on my Ipad and I have been writing my Neymar stories through there. I've also started on my other stories too so don't feel bad. I'm sorry again, but get ready for a lot of updates from now on. I'll try at least.

Xoxo

Jenn

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"I'm sorry, Ms. Torres." Dr. Santos repeated for what seemed like the 8th time within the 15 minutes of Belle being here. Anger poured out of her eyes in the form of tears as his words rang in her ears. Declain stood on the far side of the room, also holding back tears by rocking back and forth and shaking his head back and forth.

"No.." Her whispers chocked in her throat and her body shook uncontrollably.

"Ms. Torres-"

"No! Fuck you!" Belle stood up quickly, ignoring the sudden onset of vertigo, and pulled up the side of her shirt slightly. "This cannot bring me to the point where my life might be at stake!" Due to her dizziness and nausea, she gripped onto the side of the bed.

"Isabelle," Dr. Santos nodded her chin to the mole that had grown over the last few weeks, and frowned deeply. "It was late. It was a late notice."

"So..So what..I'm going to die?!"

"You have a Metastatic brain tumor. Since it was left untreated for so long, it has metastasized your abdominopelvic region and your parietal pleura. We can operate but the success rate is very low. "

Blood drained out of Belle's face and soon she looked as white as a ghost. She shot Declain a pleading look while her knees wobbled. Declain snapped out of the shocked trance before jumping to her side and pushing her against his body so that she could be steady. "So.." Her voice came out weak. "You're saying that I'm going to die?"

Dr. Santos smiled tightly at her but Belle saw right through her. "I think we should continue chemotherapy. You will be admitted today-"

"Today?" She shrieked. "I'm getting married tomorrow! I have my dress, they finished the decorations on the reception last night!"

"I'm sorr-"

"Don't say sorry! You aren't the one with cancer!!"

Declain pulled her against tightly as an attempt to keep his squirming sister under control. He knew Belle, he knew that she was scared, and he was as well. Knowing the fact that she might leave him alone already hurt his heart on so many levels, but seeing her as a sick patient will truly destroy him.

"Belle, " He lowered his head down so that he could whisper in her ear. It might not be enough to calm her down but it was worth a try. "I'm here for you. You need this treatment. "

"No!" With great force, she broke out of Declain's tight grasp and glared at the both of them. "If I have to have chemo then fine, but I am not going to my wedding tomorrow as a sick person."

Before anyone could utter another word, she grabbed her stuff and stormed out of the hospital room. So many thoughts raced through her mine, one popping up more than the other. What worried her the most was how she was going to tell Neymar? Their relationship finally reached to the point they were both waiting for. They were supposed to be happy. This was supposed to be their happily ever after. She could practically see how his expression will fog when she tells him. His brown eyes will cloud and his lips will turn pale as he looked at her in disbelief. He would then fake a smile and act as if what she told him was nothing to worry about because everything works out as planned. She will then cry and show him the results of the biopsy and her latest CT and MRI scans until all color drains from his face.