“Happy Valentine’s day abuelo” she uttered crying as she placed onto the tombstone a moth orchid her grandfather likes. “It’s been a year since you died and I can still feel you here. I couldn’t find happiness coz you’re my only happiness. Every night I read your favorite poems so I can see your smile even through my memories. I wanted to see you and talk to you. Grandpa I missed you so much. I know you’ll hate me because there were times that I wished to die so I can be with you. I’m weak grandpa. I’m so weak that even if I wanted to end my own life I couldn’t do it.” Her cell phone rings loudly that makes her jig from where she stands.
“Hello? Ok I’ll be there. Thank you”… “Huh!” she lets out one deep sigh. Then she left the cemetery.
“Ms.Rove the result of your CTScan, ultrasonography and MRI came out and it says that you have tumor on your liver .The tumor begins as a growth of rapidly proliferating immature cells, but can quickly become cancerous and spread to many other systems. Since one of the jobs of the liver is to detoxify the blood, it picks up dangerous toxins. These toxins act on the cells at the gene level. While the damage may take many years to produce symptoms, it often has spread these defective cells to other parts of the liver or through the blood system to other parts of the body. In many of the cases, the tumor is multicentric with both lobes of the liver involved—”
“Cut the crap doc and tell me what is it really!…oh I’m sorry” she immediately apologize.
“Liver Angiosarcoma. That’s what it’s called and that is the reason you experienced abdominal pain, nausea and vomiting, fatigue, weight and apatite loss. As you can see in these results your liver is getting bigger. You have to undergo on some treatments as soon as possible. This illness is fatal to tell you frankly survival rate is very slim but—”
“How long will I live?” she asked stern cutting the doctor’s explanation.
“I cannot be certain how long because it progresses rapidly but we will give you the best treatments that we have in this hospital. All you need to do is to cooperate.”
“Doctor Chen, thank you. I have a lot of things to do so I think I should go.”
Gabby left the hospital without looking back. She doesn’t know if she’d be happy with the news because finally it’s the situation that is acting its way for her to be with Luchio or, she’d feel miserable because at this very moment no one’s there to comfort her and say that everything’s going to be fine. All she has to do is to be brave to undergo the treatment or cherish her remaining time in this world that only God knows how long. Even a single tear doesn’t come out of her eyes it’s as if she got bitten by a viper snake; she froze on her feet and slowly losing her strength because now she doesn’t know what she should do with her life. After an hour of aimlessly walking she found herself in her office sitting while flicking the frayed book of poems from her grandfather and got caught by the lines from the poem “Don’t fear Death”.
Your death will come to you, and never
You shall be, else, a slave of life,
Just waiting for a dawn's favor,
From nights of poverty and strife.
“Gabby!” she gazes at the door half heartedly as she heard her office mate hollering her name as this girl always does.
“What is this horse shit that you submitted?” folders slummed on Gabby’s table. “Are you for real? The company will waste money if we publish trash. Errors are here and there but you didn’t check it. Our boss didn’t hire you to give him shit like this. If you’ll continue to do baloney you should just hand him your resignation letter as soon as possible so we can look for a better replacement besides, I’m sick and tired of you being here. Every time I see your acned face, your thick eye glasses, your weird fashion taste I want to puke. I have no idea how you got this job because as far as I can see you do not belong here so go to rat hole where your ugly face belongs!”
Everything went black and the next thing Gabby knew she’s holding a weighty copper vase that is now wet with blood. Not hers but the blood of her office mate who mortified her. Her body trembles as she sees the crimson red flowing out of the girl’s head. For some reason after more than two decades of repressed anger, pain and humiliation she has been through she felt good as the warm blood touched her skin.
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Time to Retaliate
Misterio / SuspensoHow will you continue to live your life when your only reason for living died? What will you do if you discovered that you only have a few months to live? Will you be happy because you have the chance to be with him in the afterlife or will you ge...
