When Love Takes You In (Jennifer Lawrence)

Red Carpet (Part Two)

Genesis' POV

I'm not even sure what happened next.  I just kinda passed out.  Yeah, right there on the red carpet.  My heart had started quickening and I became short of breath.  I wasn't even sure of what was going on inside me.

Jen's POV

"Oh my God!  Genny!" I screamed.  I ordered Josh to take Stella away so I wouldn't scare her.  I gave reporters a furious look as they snapped pictures of me and my daughter.  Miranda came over with a scared face.  I looked at my daughter.  She had turned a ghostly pale and hit her head on one of the rope poles.  "Oh my God, did I say something?!" Miranda asked scared.  "No, you d-didn't.  I don't know what happened!" I started crying.  "Come on G, wake up." I begged as I tried to shake her awake.  I snapped my fingers, gently shook her, tried screaming...nothing was working!

"Jen, an ambulance is coming." someone said.  I looked up.  It was Francis.  I let out a breath.  I could relax maybe two percent.  Soon I heard the ambulance sirens pull up.  I wanted so badly to pick up my little girl, but I knew better not to.  "Miss Lawrence, could you please step back?" asked one of the people in the ambulance.  I reluctantly stepped back into Josh's arms.  "Where's-" I started to ask.  "She's with Sam.  They called off the premier.  Stella is gonna stay with Sam and Laura for a little while until we know what's going on." he said.

"Miss Lawrence, you may join in the ride to the hospital." said the driver of the ambulance.  I pretty much ran into the back.  I sat down on the bench and grasped my daughter's hand.  As the ambulance door slammed shut, I saw a horrified cast.  A scared boyfriend.  And a tearful country singer.  I was about to cry.  I took my phone out of my pocket, which started blowing up with notifications about me and Genesis.

I sent a text to Josh.  "Go back to my house.  Get something comfortable for me and G-G to wear later." I sent.  I then switched over to text Sam and Laura.  "Tell Stella everything will be alright.  I'll tell you when she can come see her.  I don't want her scared." I said.  I got agreeing responses from the both of them.

When we got to the hospital, I went as far as I could.  "Ma'm, you can't go any further.  She's getting a CAT scan in case she has a concussion." a nurse said as she stepped in front of me.  I debated about arguing with her.  "What room will she be in after the scan?" I asked instead.  "213.  You can wait outside that room until after the scan." the nurse said.  I nodded and went to find room 213.

I went up the elevator to find room 213.  A nurse was there scribbling information on a white board that was attached to the door.  When she left, I cautiously approached it.  As if I got too close ot would jump and attack me.  I looked at it and in blue dry erase marker it said, 'Genesis  Lawrence'.  I kept in my tears the best I could, but I couldn't help it.  The tears flowed once again.  I couldn't help thinking the worse.

*One Hour Later*

I bounced my knee impatiently.  How long did those scans take?  Josh showed up about twenty minutes ago.  I cried into him for a while.  I was so scared.  He said that Miranda wanted to know if anything happened.  She said she felt responsible for it.  That's when I saw her.  They were wheeling my daughter down the hall.  I jumped up.  "Genesis!" I yelled down the hall.  "Jen." Josh warned pulling my arm back.  "Let them get her in.  Then we can ask about what happened." he said.I watched them push Gen into the hospital room.  I was scared.  This didn't look like a simple fall.  Something was wrong. 

The rest of cast soon came while we waited.  Including Miranda.  She looked more worried than everyone else.  Almost the same level as my fear.  It's amazing how attached you can become to a person from one conversation.  "How is she?" was the question everyone asked.  Every time I responded with "I don't know."  We all stayed quiet for the most part. Checking our phones every now and then.  Most of them had changed out of their red carpet clothes.

I left the hall to call my mother.  She wasn't there to answer, so I had to leave a message.  "Hey mom.  It's Jen.  Um, something happened to Genesis.  I don't know what, but we're at the hospital.  Call me when you get this.  I love you.  Please pray for Genesis.  Bye." I said and then hung up the phone.  I returned to the group and sat next to Josh.  He draped his arms around me and pulled me in a tight hug.

"Go change."  he whispered in my ear as he handed me a bag.  It was my black backpack that had a more comfortable outfit than an evening gown in it.  I thanked him and went to the women's restroom to change.  I stripped out of the white dress and got into the sweatshirt and leggings and my Vans.  It was a maroon sweatshirt, black leggings, and my white Vans.  I shoved the dress into the bag.  Not caring about the thousands of dollars put into it.  I returned to the hallway and set the bag besides me.   

"Miss Lawrence?" I heard be asked about ten minutes later.  I stepped forward towards the man that asked.  "That's me." I responded.  "I'm afraid we have some news to share with you.  Not good news unfortunately."  he said.  "Could my boyfriend hear this too?  He is a big part of Genesis' life." I asked.  "Definitely." the doctor said.  We separated ourselves from the rest of the group and went to Genesis' room.  We just wanted to see her.  She had on an oxygen mask and tubes everywhere.  I could practically feel my heart break in half.

We both were lead away from the room that Genesis was in.  "What happened was no ordinary fall.  In Genesis' CAT scan, we noticed something off.  Before I tell you, have you noticed anything different about your daughter health wise?" the doctor asked.  "Uh, last not she randomly got sick.  She's been going to sleep earlier every night.  She takes Advil almost daily, because she's in pain from gymnastics or dance.  What does this have to do with anything?!" I demanded.

"Because we noticed a mass shortage of red blood cells in her body.  Miss Lawrence.  Mr. Hutcherson.  I never like to give this news, but I'm afraid that your daughter has some of the middle stage signs of childhood leukemia."

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Bet no one saw this coming!