Like Father, Like Daughter

Chapter 5: An Unexpected Tragedy

*2 weeks later*
Janie's POV: I have a few months to prepare for the live shows. I still can't decide what to sing. I'm between "Same Ol' Situation" by Mötley Crüe, "Beat It" by Michael Jackson, and "Space Oddity" by my dad. I've still got a while to decide though. I've been having a lot of chest pain recently. It gets tough to breath at some points, and I've been having a lot of coughing fits. I'm scared that it'll affect my voice. I had my dad make a doctor's appointment for me the other day, and they did some tests. So I'm just waiting for the results. I was sitting out on my balcony practicing when there was a knock on the door. I looked back and saw my dad. I motioned him outside. He came out and sat down next to me. "Hey hun, what's up?" He asked. "Nothing, just trying to decide what to sing." I said. "Well, the doctor called, and he has your results." He said. "Did he find out what's wrong?" I asked. "Yes, but he told me that he wants to speak to us in person." He said. "Oh. Ok. You wanna go now?" I asked. "Yeah, that way you have the rest of the day to think about this." He said. We got up and went back inside. I grabbed my purse and we left. Dad turned on the radio and I practiced singing the whole way there. "Under Pressure" came on and we both sang. When we got to the doctor's office, we waited for about 20 minutes before he finally called us in. "Hello Janie, how are you?" He asked. "A little stressed, basically because I'm trying to find a song to sing when the live shows come around." I said. "Well, we got your results from the tests, and unfortunately, I have bad news." He said. My heart skipped a beat. I could see that my dad was nervous. "Ok, what's wrong? Pneumonia? Tuberculosis?" I asked. "Actually, it's much worse. I'm afraid that you have lung cancer Janie." He said. My heart stopped. I felt the life drain out of me. "C-c-cancer?" I said. I could feel tears forming in my eyes. My dad had his head in his hands. The doctor nodded. "I'm so sorry. I'll give you two a little to just process this." He said before walking out of the room. I looked at my dad and started crying. He sprung up and gave my a hug. He held me tight. He was crying too. "How could this happen to me? Why me?" I choked out. Dad wiped his tears away. He moved my bangs out of my face and kissed my forehead. "You'll be better soon. I know it. You've been through this much. You're my little fighter." He said. A few minutes later the doctor walked in. "Now Janie, you're going to need to start going for chemotherapy so we can get you into remission." The doctor said. "When?" I asked, wiping a stray tear away. "As soon as possible. I took a deep breath and nodded. We talked more about the steps we need to take before we left. Dad and I were silent the whole ride home. As soon as we got back to the house, I ran right upstairs to my room and shut the door. I cried into my pillow for about 30 minutes. Wait, I'm going to have to tell Devan...
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David's POV: I stood in the foyer for a few moments with my head in my hands. The tears were coming back. Iman walked over to me and put her hands on my shoulders. "Is everything ok?" She asked. I shook my head. "Janie has cancer." I said. I could feel her shaking. I hugged her and we both started crying. My only daughter, my little girl that I always wanted, could be dying. No, don't think that way David. She's gotten through all that shit at school without giving up, she'll make it through this. I know she will...