Winds of Change

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Abigail's Pov

I stared at the doctor in shock. I could die? I couldn't process the rest of the words that came out of his mouth. The only thing I could think of was that I could die. I might die. I might not get married. I might not have children. I might not find love. I might not live to my senior year. I might not get to be with Beau as long as I wanted. I might not be here in a few more months. Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks. How was it possible?

A few months ago I was fine! I was happy and healthy! Nothing was wrong! I didn't get headaches or seizures or faint for no reason! This wasn't me. I was healthy. I didn't have a tumor. The more I thought about it, the more pathetic I felt. It was me. I wasn't healthy. I did have a tumor. And nothing could change that. Maybe the therapy could, but there was the chance that it wouldn't work. There was a chance that the tumor would get larger. That it would grow tentacles. That it would move into an inoperable position. It could happen. And what could I do about it? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

I felt someone put their arm around me, but I didn't care. I didn't care about anything anymore. I could feel the tears flowing down my chin and onto my shorts, but I couldn't stop. I screamed over and over again letting out everything inside. How was it possible? I fell onto the floor on my knees and brought my head down. I heard the scraping of the chairs on the ground, but that didn't stop me. I screamed even more, wondering why this had happened to me. I couldn't believe it. After living for sixteen years, how could this tumor come into my life and threaten it? I stopped screaming and lifted my head, seeing Willa and the doctor. The doctor was giving me a pitiful gaze, while Willa just stared at me in sorrow. Tears were rolling down her cheeks too. She kneeled beside me and hugged me.

"Shh baby girl, we'll get through this together. I'll be here, I promise. Now come on lets listen to what the doctor has to say."

I nodded my head and picked myself up. I sat in the chair, while the doctor started talking again.

"Abigail, the chemotherapy has after effects. You will lose your hair. Maybe not right after you take it, but you're hair will fall out. You may get nauseous right after or hours after you have finished your chemo for the day. You'll be feeling weak. As for the headaches, we will give you medication for that. Well that's about all. I'm very sorry Ms.Lopez."

"Thank you Dr. Andrew. May I leave now?"

"Yes you may. The nurse at the office will give you the prescription for the medicine. Come back tomorrow at three."

I nodded my head and grabbed Willa's arm. We both left after getting the prescription. She parked in front of the pharmacy and I went inside to get the medicine. I came back about twenty minutes later. She looked at me and gave me a sad smile. I ignored her and turned around. I couldn't face her. She was perfectly fine. I wasn't. I felt bitterness sinking into my heart. Why me? Why? I sighed and curled into a ball. Tears fell down my cheeks, soaking my legs. I felt the car park, and looked to see that I was at the house already. I wiped my cheeks and opened the door and got out. So did Willa. I knew she wanted me to talk, but I couldn't. What could I say? I opened the door, and heard the chattering of my parents. I could also hear Chase's and June's voices. They sounded so happy. I felt my eyes fill with tears. I couldn't do this.

"I can't," I whispered.

"Yes you can Abby, come on," Willa said.

I felt her take my hand and she lead me to where the voices were coming from. Everyone looked up at us when we came in, and all the smiles and brightness in their eyes, faded. 

"Abby are you okay?" my dad asked.

I felt my lip tremble, and no words were spoken.

"What did he tell you Abigail?"