Jessica's POV:
I ran after Elle and saw Claire sitting next to Alice, looking very worried.
"What happened. Are you okay Alice?" I asked. Alice shook her head no back and I sat down in the other side of her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing really." Alice replied quietly. "I just don't feel so well and my stomach hurts."
"Is it just cramps maybe?" Barrett asked.
"I don't think so. It feels different. Like I just got kicked in the stomach but ten times worse."
"I guess we can take you to get it checked out of you want." Alice suggested.
"It's okay. I'll be fine."
"No. You're coming with us to get out checked out whether you like it our not." I told her sternly.
"Fine." She said, finally agreeing.
We took her to the hospital, I had Claire stay behind with Charissa, and after a while of waiting, she was called in so Elle, Barrett and I just talked for a bit while waiting for the results.
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Soon a doctor called us over and asked, "You three are here with Alice Lee, correct?" We both nodded. "Okay, so we figured out the problem. She has mesothelioma cancer. The sad part is, most people don't last longer than five years with it so you better make these last few years, or even months, with her count."
I nodded slowly, taking a moment to process the information just given to me. So basically, Alice was diagnosed with some type of cancer and she'll most likely die. Well isn't this a great day (not).
We walked back to the theatre after talking it over with each other and announced the news to the cast.
"So as most of you know, we took Alice to the hospital because we could sense something is wrong and she was diagnosed with some type of cancer, I forget the name, and has a high death rate." Barrett told everyone.
There was a few moments of silence after she said that until people started talking with each other.
I ignored all them and went over to where Claire and Charissa were, thinking about how I could make the small amount of time we had left when Alice really count.
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