So It Goes [Marvel]

Chapter Three

Content Warnings For Chapter:
similar warnings as last chapter + sickness evolving.
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It had been three months since April found out Ana was sick.

Three long months that somehow felt like everything and nothing was changing all at once.

The first month was slow; nothing much changed apart from April accompanying Ana to her doctors appointments, something she had only ever done once or twice before. The second month, things became more clear. She watched as Ana got worse; even if the signs were now only slightly more apparent, the knowledge was there. By the end of the month, April had become less comfortable with the idea of Ana being left alone. She hired a nurse to stay with Ana during the day, and she spent most of her nights at home.

And now here they were on the third month.

April hadn't thought about how quickly this would all happen, and as it did, she became more and more aware of just how long she had put this all off. At first everything felt like it would be okay, at least for a bit longer, but as more time went by, April questioned just how much time she had left.

"I'm going to take some time off work." She told Ana a week before. "Abszolút nem!" (absolutely not!). "I won't allow it." She responded. April tried to fight her on it, but it was no use. Ana had always been that way. She never wanted anyone to alter their life for her. Even when April's grandfather was alive, she always made sure his work was held at the utmost importance, and she always got her way.

April flipped her car mirror down, wiping away a few tears that had rolled down her face while she was lost in thought. She climbed out of her car, walking to the trunk. It was her day off, and she had spent the morning running several errands, and most of the time she was in the car thinking and then crying. It was all she felt like she could do when she was alone.

She had never handled these situations well, and with Ana, it felt even worse. She was watching her go through it all; it was right in front of her. No matter how many times she went through these things, Ana had always been there, but now it was her it was happening to, and nothing could have prepared her for that.

April gathered herself as she grabbed the groceries, carrying them to the house. Her days off used to be her time to rest and take care of responsibilities later in the day, but that had quickly turned into mornings she spent juggling everything to make sure she had time to spend with Ana the rest of the day.

Jenny, Ana's nurse, had been with her the whole morning, and normally she would hang around into the mid-afternoon when April was home, but today April had told her to take the rest of the day off. She had wanted to just have the day to herself and Ana.

"Hi Jen." April smiled, walking into the kitchen and greeting the girl. She was leaning against the counter, sipping on a cup of water. She was wearing dark green scrubs, her normal work attire, and her jet black hair was tied into a slightly messy bun.

Jenny was young, younger than April. She hadn't been working long, but out of everyone April and Ana had talked to, she was the only one they were both certain about. She was sweet and so lively. She didn't just treat Ana like one of her patients; she treated her like family. Ana loved her, and so did April. The two had had many conversations over the past few weeks, and April already considered her a friend.

April scanned the room, noticing her grandmother was not in there and that the living room was silent. "Ana asleep?"

Jenny nodded. "She'll probably be up soon. She wanted to be rested when you got back."

April nodded, smiling at the girl. She put away the groceries with Jenny's help. April always told her not to worry about it, but she insisted every time, saying she liked to keep busy. The house was huge, but still there was often nothing to do, so if Ana was napping, which she always was at some point in Jenny's visits, there was really nothing for her. April had always felt it was lonely in the house, and if she hadn't spent the majority of her childhood there, she wouldn't find the comfort in it that she did.