This was a Mistake...

Don't Go.

I glanced over at Anna as I waited for her to answer me. "I didn't tell you about the baby because I didn't really know until just about a month ago... And I didn't tell you about I had cancer because I didn't want to lose you..."

I glanced at her again, "Anna, you aren't gonna lose me."

"Addie, you know damn well where I'm coming from. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to count down the days you had with me. I didn't want you to worry, and I understand if this is too much for you to handle. I didn't really think it mattered. The odds of me losing the baby are high and the chances of me dying is in between. But whatever the outcome, We do not tell Rain or Jackson. They don't deserve to know," She told me.

They don't deserve to know?! YES, THEY DID.

"Do you really want to keep it from Rain? You know how that feels because your dad kept it from you. How do you think she'd feel? She's gonna have to see you suffer, see you get weak. Jackson considers you his other mom, you've always been there for him. You'll always be his mom, Anna, and you shouldn't keep it from them. But I will, because that's your wish. But know, that if this cancer kicks your ass, I'm not lying to them." I told her.

Once I finished, she walked away. I knew she was pissed at me, but they did deserve to know. I didn't want to make her feel bad, and I probably did. I need to go find her.

I made my way into the house and upstairs to our bedroom.

There she was, asleep on the bed. I pulled the covers over her and kissed her forehead. I hated fighting with her, I hated not knowing what she was thinking.

I went back downstairs, calling my mom and letting her know that the kids can come back home today if they wished.

I sighed, why did it hurt so much that she didn't tell me? Why did she find it necessary to hide it from me? She knows I wouldn't leave her, right?

I don't want to lose her. I fought this long to get her, I'm not going to lose her from something like this.

***

I was woken up by Anna who held a plate of food for me. I don't even remember falling asleep, I just remember coming up here and laying down.

"Why did you make me food when you're the one hurting?" I asked her.

"I'm capable of doing stuff. I can walk, this cancer hasn't started slowing me down, so for now, I'm going to do stuff that I can." She held the plate out to me, "Please eat. It's your favourite." I took the plate from her and smiled as I took a bite.

***

Anna's P.O.V. ***

I was laying in bed, thinking. That seems to be all that I do anymore; think about the cancer, think about my daughter, think about the incoming child I have growing inside my body at this very moment and how it happened. I'm not proud of it, not really, but it happened and now I have to deal with it. Along with this cancer that could very easily kill me...