The Life of Reba McEntire Blackstock

Part 24

Reba's P.O.V.

It's been 2 days since I was released out of the hospital and the phones have been ringing off the hook, all talk shows wanting the true story of why I passed out onstage. I don't want everyone to know at the same time. I have very loyal fans who deserve to know to know from me directly. That's it! Most, if not all, of my biggest fans are enrolled in Fancy Club online. I can send a message out to just them and word will spread slower. I don't need anyone poking and prodding me to tell everyone. I can tell them myself. I took out my laptop and started typing.

A MESSAGE FROM REBA- JULY 13, 2015

Hey everyone! I understand that my name has been flying through the news sources this past weekend with the incident that happened at my last concert. I am writing on here today to give you the full scoop before a big news site gets ahold of it! This past weekend while in my dressing room with Brett Freedman, I had a small anxiety attack. I was aware of the potential of it getting worse, but I chose to go onstage after Narvel calmed me down. I felt fine until I started singing I'm A Survivor. I looked over to Narvel to see if his sight would calm me down, but it didn't. I actually was expecting to get very nervous during this song, because I know something that y'all don't. I have gotten a lot of fan mail in the past explaining how much that song meant to all of you. It always warmed my heart knowing that I have changed people's lives for the better, but honestly, I couldn't connect with any of you because I haven't suffered anything tragic. Sure, I've been through a divorce and a broken leg, but I've always had my career and you guys to cheer me on. This time, I have to fend for myself. I have breast cancer. It is stage 2B and I have a tumor about 3 cm big. With the help of friends and family, I've decided to have a lumpectomy and 6 weeks of daily radiation treatments. My lumpectomy is scheduled for...

Wait, when is my lumpectomy scheduled for? I called down to Narvel, who was dealing with all of the phone calls, and he rushed up to our room. "Hey Baby Girl. What're you doing?" He was so sweet. I honestly don't know and don't want to know where I'd be without him. "I'm writing a message for the fan club members. I thought that they deserved to know about my condition before anyone else." He walked over to my side and sat next to me on the bed. He kissed my temple through my bangs and told me, "You truly are amazing babe. Did you need something?" I grinned at him and said, "Um, yeah. When is my lumpectomy scheduled for?" He looked down at his shoes and said, "I haven't scheduled it yet because I had to talk to you about it. The Doctor wanted you to have your lumpectomy as soon as possible. And his first available surgery is tomorrow at 8 A.M." I looked down at my shoes also and thought about what Narv just told me. I might be having surgery tomorrow. You know what? Let's do it. I don't need time to get nervous and work myself up. Let's get on the road to recovery. I looked at Narvel straight in the eye and in almost a growl said, "Schedule it." I was ready. Narvel looked up to me and whispered, "Are you sure?" I didn't even think about what I was saying. "Does this answer your question?" I crashed my lips on to his with so much force that his back fell backwards and hit the bed. I fell down with him, never removing my lips from his. Without skipping a beat, I swung my leg over him so that I was straddling his torso. I started fumbling with the buttons on his shirt and eventually got the top 3 undone. I had gotten Narvel right where I wanted him, so I released from the kiss. I whispered while trying to catch my breath, "Babe, why don't you go call the doctor back then take the rest of the day off of work. I want you to spend the day with me." With a sexy wink from me, he scrambled out from under me and down to his office. I giggled and grabbed my laptop to continue with my message.

My lumpectomy is scheduled for tomorrow, Tuesday, July, 14th, 2015. I will continue to tour as long as doctor's orders do not prohibit me to. Keep me and my family in your prayers the next couple of weeks. I love you guys with all of my heart! Love, Reba.

I clicked publish and waited for Narvel to return so that we could finish what we started. 

Narvel's P.O.V.

Wow! What just happened? I rushed down to my office to call the doctor back and get the date set for tomorrow. After it was set in stone, I rushed back upstairs to my gorgeous wife who was awaiting me in the bedroom.

Hello fellow tweebas! There's only one chapter left until I start the sequel, so I have a question to ask! Would you like me to write the sequel in the same way that this story was written (Reba's and Narvel's P.O.V.s alternating) or in a diary format that is only Reba's P.O.V.? If you would answer in the comments section it would really help me! I will go with the format that has the majority vote!