Castaway

3.

After 4 hours of tests we all ended up back in the same room. When I walk back in there I see the doctor and the nurse standing next to the counter looking over some papers. (I'm guessing they're my paperwork). They both looked incredibly sad or maybe just tired. Was it because of my paperwork? Was there something wrong?

"Violet, oh hello, please come here and sit. I have the results from your test." He says patting the hospital bed.

"Are you thirsty, hun? The nurse asks.

I shake my head no and turn to the doctor. "So, what's going on? What's happening to me?"

"Violet, there's some problems with your lungs and the way there working. Also, the tumor is getting bigger. It's growing each day. We're very sorry but there's nothing that we can possibly do about your tumor." He says.

"So, what does this mean? Am I gonna die, why can't you do anything?" I say starting to cry. "Please, just tell me there's something else you guys can do." I say looking down at my mom's hand on mine.

"Honey, please clam down." She says crying. "It's going to be okay."

"Violet you know if there's anything we could do, we would do it. But there really isn't anything we can do to remove or even stop the tumor from growing." He says.

"How long do I have to live?" I ask him.

"Well couldn't possibly know exactly but we're thinking until September."

"Are you serious?! It's July! I only have 2 months?" I scream.

"I'm very sorry Violet. There's nothing we can do."

As I start to cry I look over to see Taylor, who's hands are in her face to muffle her cries. I get up and walk over there and hug her for about 5 minutes.

"We're going to give you medication and send you home. That's the most we can do." He says handing my mom a prescription.

"Thbak you for everything." My mom says to him.

*at my house*

"Are you hungry Violet?" My mom says from the kitchen.

"Mom, I don't wanna eat. I'm not hungry."

"Okay but your gonna have to eat sometime soon, Taylor are hungry?"

"No, I'm fine." She says as we walk up to my room.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" She asks as we get into my room.

"About what, that I'm dying and there's nothing I can do about it? Or that I have a tumor? Or that I'm gonna be gone in only a few months?.....I'm sorry, I'm just stressed."

"It's okay, it was a dumb question."

"You know what I wanna do before I die?" I ask her.

"What?"

"Meet 5sos, like just once."

"Vi, we all want to." She says laughing.

A/n

Yo!!!! I suck. Lol, this is bad. But you know let's just keep it going. Well read, try to enjoy (;
~ayrelle