Saving the Last Dance For You PG version (Completed)

Chapter 6: CAT Scan

Chapter 6:

"Right this way." The woman said quickly as we followed her into the room with the CAT scan bed.

"I'm sorry, just her, you two can wait in the waiting room." The woman said pointing down the hall.

My mother and father stood there for a moment and looked over at me.

"It's ok." I said nodding.

They both started to slowly walk away.

"I'm gonna need you to take off anything metal." The woman told me.

I nodded smiling, trying to hide the fear that was lurking inside of me.

Taking my rings and my heart shaped necklace off that my father gave me on my 10 birthday I looked all over for anything else I was wearing that was metal.

Then I realized my jacket had a zipper on it, so I took it off.

Lying on the CAT scan bed I closed my eyes.

"Now stay very still." I heard the woman say from a few steps away.

Nadines mothers POV:

I was so nervous for her.

What would we find out today?

Did she really have cancer?

I thought so, but I really hoped she didn't, she was my only child and I couldn't see her die the way my parents did.

I saw my parents die and I never stopped grieving over them and if our daughter dies it'll just tear me apart.

We will never be the same again if we lose our daughter.

I bit my nail watching the clock anxiously.

My husband Don's leg was shaking nervously, we both were praying and hoping that she was just sick with the flu and it wasn't what they thought it was.

The door sprung open and the same nurse looked around like she was searching for something or someone.

"Jackson!" The woman yelled after glancing down at her clipboard she had in her hand.

A young boy that had been running around the entire waiting room took his mothers hand and she led him to the door.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought what it would be like to have a young boy, I couldn't have any kids then though, my daughter possibly had cancer. It just wouldn't have been the right time.

"Hunny are you alright?" Don asked me, gently massaging my shoulder.

I turned to face him with my vision hazy.

"No." I said as a stray tear rolled down my cheek.

He gave me an understanding look and put his arms by his sides and I hugged him tightly.

I cried on his shoulder and looking around people were staring.

When I pulled away Don looked at me sympathetically and gently rubbed my face.

25 minutes slowly passed by when the door opened for the fourth time and that time the woman had Nadine with her.

Nadine was hooking her necklace back on when she walked to us with the doctor beside her.

"When will we get the results?" Don asked the minute the doctor walked over to us.

"You should get them about Monday." The woman answered nodding.

"Monday?" Don asked in an angry tone of voice.

"I'm sorry, that's as fast as we could get it to you." The woman said shaking her hand.

Don rubbed the perspiration off his forehead looking flustered.

"Hunny, let's go now." I told him trying to calm him down.

"Thank you very much." I told the woman as she smiled a little before walking out of sight.

"Don what was that back there?" I asked Don as we walked outside.

It had stopped raining and there were puddles of water in the pavement and the flowers looked sad from all the heavy raindrops that had landed on it. Everything was very wet and the air was cold when it hit your face.

"It takes that long to just get some results?" He yelled throwing his arms around frantically.

"Don, hunny, calm down, remember Nadine's here and that she's dealing with all of this too." I reminded him as we all stepped into the car.

"I'm only upset about this for her, she should know sooner than this." He said roughly rubbing the back of his neck.

I sighed looking back at Nadine who was looking out the window, paying no attention to what we were saying, I know that she had heard it all though.

Nadine's POV:

I was watching the children who were wearing rain coats much too big for them and happily jumping in puddles that were in the pavement and I thought, why can't I be that happy?

Only a minute passed by before I put my chin in my hand and let my eyelids cover my pupils.

I used to, I just wasn't anymore.

The days slowly passed by and I just laid in my bed.

I should've been trying to enjoy the little bit of life I had left but I couldn't I was becoming very depressed. I had been ignoring Heather's phone calls for days I just didn't want to talk to anybody anymore.

I just didn't feel like it anymore.

Would I ever?

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