Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

Abigail's Pov

A month had passed since Beau's confession, and everyday he had tried to become my boyfriend. I smiled, he was so cute. He was visiting his uncle, two towns over, so I hadn't seen him all weekend. I groaned as a sharp pain went through the left side of my head. Ouch. The headaches had been coming constantly and with much more force every time. I sighed and brought my knees to my chest. What was wrong with me? I felt a slight haze pass over my eyes and I gasped. I panicked, my vision was becoming blurry, and I couldn't see.

"Mom! Dad! Chase!" I yelled.

A sharp scream left my lips, followed by me crashing to the ground. I laid their writhing in pain, when I heard footsteps outside my door. My breathing was coming in short gasps.  

"Abby what's wrong?" I heard Chase say.

He ran over to me.

"Oh God help me," I croaked out.

"Abby calm down, the ambulance is coming," I heard him say.

I felt drops of water fall down my face. I looked at my brother through my blurry vision, and saw tears pouring down his cheeks.

"Don't cry," I whispered before I blacked out.

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

What was that noise?

I lifted my head, but felt a sharp pain. I groaned, bringing my spree head back down. Where was I? I looked around, realization dawned on me. I was at the hospital. I sighed. How many times had I been to the hospital in the past few months? This was like my third time! I heard the door opening, and I cautiously lifted up my head. It was a doctor I didn't recognize. He gave me a sad smile, that gave me the chills. Something was wrong.

"Hello Ms.Lopez. It's a pleasure that you've finally woken up. How are you feeling?"

"My head is killing me."

"Ah yes, your mother tells me that you've had plenty of headaches the past few weeks."

"Yes sir, I have."

"Well do you know what happened?"

"No sir."

"You had a seizure."

My eyes bulged out of my head,"A seizure?"

"Yes. It appears that you have a tumor on the left side of your brain. I'm sorry."

A tumor? I had cancer? Tears made way down my cheeks. This couldn't be happening, I was to young!

"How much time do I have left?" I asked.

"We haven't determined that yet. We still have to do many more tests, so we bring the right treatment for you."

"Okay," I nodded.

He left soon after, leaving me to my thoughts. I had a tumor. A tumor. Was I going to die? I brought my hands to my face. Why me? I heard my door opening again, and saw my parents and Chase. They rushed toward me, and I could feel the tears running down their cheeks. I started crying.

"Don't worry baby girl, you'll be okay," my dad said.

His voice cracked. My daddy had always been so strong, and it hurt to see him like this.

"I love you guys."

"We love you too," they said automatically.

My trembling lips lifted into a smile. We would get through this. I would get through this. I heard the door opening again. A nurse walked in.

"Sorry I have to take Ms.Lopez for a few tests. She should be back in an hour."

We all nodded and she took me away. I wriggled my hands nervously. I had never been in thid position before.

Forty minutes later I was ready to punch every doctor. I was tired and annoyed. How many tests did they have to take?

"This is the last one," a doctor with blonde hair said.

I almost threw my hands up in the air in excitement. They wheeled me back into my room, and the nurse helped me back into the uncomfortable hospital bed. I sighed, staring at the ceiling. It had only been about five minutes and I was bored. A feeling of dread filled me, when I remembered the tumor. Would I even get to finish my senior year? No, would I even get to my birthday in July? I put my head in my hands, surprised to find tears on my cheeks. The door banged open and I looked up in surprise. Willa and Share were standing at the door, horrified expressions on their faces.

"Guys are you okay? Is something wrong?" I asked alarmed.

Shane chuckled,"You're in a hospital with a tumor and you're asking us if we're okay? You're to sweet baby girl. The question is how are YOU?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat,"I'm fine."

Willa came toward me, her face masked with tons of expressions. She slumped in the seat beside the bed.

"You're going to be okay Abby. You have to be," she said tears falling down her pale face.

Shane came and sat beside her.

"Yeah baby girl we need you okay?" he said his voice breaking.

"I won't leave you guys," I said hoarsely.

They held on to my hand, sadness written across their features.

"Where's my parents?" I asked.

"They're outside actually. They let us come in since they had already seen you," Willa said.

I nodded. They stayed a while longer, trying to lift up my spirits. By the time they left, I felt much better. I slid back into the thin sheets and closed my eyes. I was really tired. I let my bones relax, and I fell into a deep sleep. My troubles forgotten.

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Still feeling depressed. Can you guys tell? <\3 Sorry! I hate being depressed but you know it's part of life. Anyways! Thanks you guys for putting up with me. Now that's summer has started, I will try updating more often!

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