Holding Hands;lrh

Twenty-Four

Okay surprise double update because you all deserve it plus I've been itching for you guys to read this!

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It was that time of the week for me. The day I weighed myself. I became obsessed with weighing myself constantly, but I stopped for awhile.

As I stepped onto the scale it popped up as 110.

That's impossible!

Just three weeks ago I was at 145 and I have done absolutely no physical activity. There is no way I lost that much in just three weeks.

"Only fools fall only fools

Only fools do what I do only fools fall,"

I heard my phone going off, and I immediately picked it up seeing Luke's caller ID.

"Hi," I said.

"Hey," he said nasily.

"Are you sick?"

"Yea I have the-" he said but paused as he brought his face away from the phone. I could hear him puking through the phone and I cringed. I hated for him to be sick. "Flu."

"I'm sorry babe," I said. "You want me to bring you anything."

"No I don't want to get you sick,"

"You kind of kissed me last night so I basically already have the flu Luke," I said thinking about last night after the dance.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"It's not your fault you didn't know," I said trying to reassure him.

"I thought I was done when I called you but I wasn't," he said sounding like he was about to cry. "My stomach hurts so much right now."

"It's going to be okay Luke I'll be over soon," I said.

"No.." He started but I hung up on him. I grabbed my dads car keys and my wallet.

"Dad I'm taking the car!" I yelled.

"Okay!" He yelled back.

I left the house and I started towards Luke's. I ended up stopping at a drug store and got Luke some Gatorade and Powerade because that normally helps my stomach when I have the flu.

I made it to Luke's a half an hour later. I knocked on the door, and a lady opened the door. She had blonde hair and blue eyes like Luke.

"Hello?"

"Hi I'm Elle I'm looking for Luke," I said.

"Oh my god Elle?" She said surprised. "Luke's told me so much about you. But I'm afraid he has the flu right now."

"Yea I've been texting him," I told her. "I was actually wondering if I could see him so I could give him something I promise to make it quick."

"Sure just as long as you make it quick," she said gesturing me in. She proceeded to lead me up the light brown carpeted stairs and to a bedroom. She opened the door and there was Luke was doubled over in pain puking into a bowl. My heart ached for him.

"Luke," I sighed.

"Elle," he said hoarsely. "I told you not to come. I'll get you sick."

By now Luke's mom was gone.

"I couldn't resist," I said handing him the bag I got from the drugstore.

"Thanks," he said.

I grabbed his hand and entwined our fingers. I didn't care about getting sick what's-so-ever right now. The only thing I cared about was Luke getting better, and holding his hand was something that could calm him down.

"Hey why is there a bump on your neck?" Luke asked.

"What do you mean?"

I got up and walked into the bathroom off Luke's hallway. Looking in the mirror he was right. There was bump right behind my ear. My heart sunk having a feeling what it was. Swollen lympnotes. I went back into Luke's room.

"Luke I have to go I'll call you as soon as I find out what this is," I said. "But this is really scaring me right now."

"No I understand please call me?"

"Yea," I said I made my way down the stairs and I tried to get out without being noticed by Mrs.Hemmings.

"Oh my lord Elle what's that bump behind your ear?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out," I said trying to hold back the tears. I was feeling the lack of energy again. My knees felt weak, and I knew I needed to get out of here. "I'm on my way to the doctor now actually. I should get going."

"Okay well it was nice meeting you."

"Yes it was very lovely to meet you," I said and made my way out of the Hemmings household.

This was one of my biggest fears since I was a young girl. I had NHL as a small child. That stands for non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. We were always afraid it would come back. After awhile we thought it was gone for good. Everything started making sense now. The lack of energy, unexplainable weight loss, the fact that I never felt good half the time.

I started to make my way to the hospital, and that's when I got my phone out. I dialed my dads number in the hopes that he would pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hey dad," I said tears spilling from my eyes now.

"What's wrong sweetie?"

"I'm coming to the house I'll be there in 5 minutes but we need to go to the hospital," I said.

"Why are you hurt? What's going on?"

"I think I might have swollen lympnotes," I said and all I could hear on the other end was silence.

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Please don't hate me!?!?

It was there from the beginning! Except the fact that she had it as a child!! Guys it's not the end of this book!

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-dauntlessluke