Chapter 11

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"What?" Carlos whispered. The nurse nodded. 

"I noticed when he was bleeding. His blood wasn't clotting normally. I've seen this before. In...cancer patients. We don't know for sure, but it could be a possibility. It's just that if there was a possibility for cancer, we would want to stop it for sure." THe nurse looked at him with desperate eyes.

"He can't have cancer..." Carlos sighed. Cecil was somewhere in the hospital. Carlos hoped nothing had happened to him. He picked up Cecil's bloody glasses off of the ground. "I'm going to clean these off."

Carlos listened to the sound of the running water as he washed Cecil's glasses with soap. The thick blood turned from a deep crimson to a light pink as it swirled down the sink drain. Carlos put his head in his hands and sniffled. He can't have cancer. He can't Carlos thought. What if he did? Carlos pushed away the thought and slipped the glasses in his pocket. He took a deep breath, smoothed back his hair, and walked out of the bathroom.  





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