Why do I hate Harry Styles?

35: I don't want to lose her

Bella's pov

"Umm her condition is better now she can take a break from these therapies for a few days." Doctor Michael spoke devoid of any emotions, making sound the near to blissful words more hollow and imbued.

"Doctor we've both donated blood for the transfusion." I reminded him, I can't help it. We are still on the same track, no progress and the doctor nonchalantly is saying the same thing!

"Yes but the samples are not compatible." he justified further mortifying Elena, I could feel her heat up and shiver due to uneasiness.

"So is there any possibility of getting blood from somewhere else?" Father took the lead and asked.

"Mr Roberts we have informed the bone marrow bank and apart from that too we are constantly trying."

"How long do we have to wait now. It's been over a month!" Elena spoke losing her cool.

"We have to wait a few more days hopefully we'll get the suitable match soon." I tried to convince her but that all went in vain, she was very well aware that my words merely had any potential, they seemed petty hollow coming from me in this situation, but I had to somehow calm her.

"But what if...what if we don't get it? What will we do then?" She asked instead.

"Don't lose hope Ele."

"Bella we have been going to and fro to find one suitable match for my daughter but we are only failing!"

"Please calm down Ms Elena. I would be really honest with you. We can't say anything about where we'll get the suitable marrow for your daughter. The only way is to test more and more samples."

"Yeah we have to approach family and friends too," I suggested.

"But I know no one except you," Elena moaned.

"Hey don't worry. I know many people who would willingly give their samples, also mother is acquainted with many people in this field. "

"Yes and Miss Elena. I'll approach the people I know. " father said further contributing.
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"She's an intelligent girl." father complimented after finally meeting Gia.

"I know right! She is really sweet too."

"You've never invited them over. Why?"

"Umm you would always be on sail, mother would be out most of the time. And Ele doesn't feel very comfortable, so..."

"You know it feels awful to finally realise that, we've been making you feel so left out in your own house."

"No. I never felt.....left out."

"No you did or else I know you, you would authoritatively bring your friends to your house. You always fear that your mother would not like that or would make your guest feel like an outsider. Am I right?"

"Uh..."

"I know, I am. I understand your mother can be a bit bitter sometimes. But believe me, she was not always like that. You know it's probably her workload and maybe because I'm not able to spend that much time with her that we used to. Sometimes circumstances force people to change."

"Maybe. And maybe that's the reason I didn't change."
Because he never spend that much time with me so apparently the circumstances were the same for me, after saying so, within seconds I realised what I indirectly implied to him.

Ever since childhood I had been longing for one thing in life, that was my father. He would always be on sail or transferred to someplace or the other.
We hardly spent any time together and I would always long for that.