Over Again (Lady Gaga x Taylor Kinney Fan Fic)

Chapter 3: Nauseous

Chapter 3: Nauseous

I was staring at the ring that Taylor gave me last night, I couldn't believe that we're engaged. Once we get married, it's officially forever. I cannot further wait.

T won't stop asking me out for a date and he would ambush me at my workplace and fetch me after work unexpectedly, he's like a teenage dream boyfriend, I'm so lucky to have him. He would also bring me medicines whenever I feel sick since he has a friend who was a nurse and I would pay him for all his efforts with kisses.

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The next days, I noticed that my headache was consistent, it has been three weeks but it doesn't go away no matter how much OTC medicines I drink. I decided to visit my gynecologist thinking it might be because of our unprotected intercourse for the first time but the gynecologist said it was irrelevant. I went to another hospital to have my check up. Dr. Burke took over my general check up. He made me wait at the lounge as the tests are being observed and then he called me at his office.

I entered his room feeling clueless about the gesture across his face.

"How was the tests?" I asked gladly. He dropped his body on the chair slowly as he browsed the test results. "Everything's normal and great. Actually." He said and I was relieved. "But why do I get this nausea and headaches?" I asked. "Well. That's the problem." He began and gulped. "We found abnormality with your WBCs count. I suggest you undergo a test to make sure that you aren't..."

"Aren't what?"

"Aren't suffering this ...what we so call... Leukemia."

I felt weak as I heard what Dr. Burke said. Felt like my limbs loss their energy. He continued to discuss to me the results and what made them include to their conclusion that I have a bone marrow cancer. Nevertheless, he prescribed some medicines and then I scheduled my test at the hospital the next month, I haven't told Taylor anything about the results as soon as I went home. I don't want him to worry so much about me and I know he's busy, i don't want to add more things for him to think of.

Though there were times I turn so emotional, Taylor would always cheer me up and wonder why, I always say that I am just so happy that we're in love as an excuse. Everyday, as the test schedule date comes nearer, I feel more afraid. I was consistent with taking my medicines discreetly without letting Taylor know because if he knew, he might have an idea of what I'm going through. My headaches faded by time, I felt relieved thinking that the medicines are working already, eventually my nausea and headaches were gone all the way.

After few weeks, I was fine until one day I noticed that I feel so weak and I get exhausted easily and that with just a little walk, I experience body aches. Of course, Taylor would be there to massage me with his little ways. I concluded that it was just normal, early aging maybe? Or maybe I'm just not that healthy. I continued to take Dr. Burke's prescribed medications until the test day came.

I undergo biopsy in order to check if leukemia cells are present on my bone marrow. Also, I had blood test to check for my WBC and RBC count. The doctor said it will take 24 hours before I get the results. As soon as I finished the medical examinations, the doctor advised me to go home and take a rest. Suddenly my phone rang, T is calling.

T: Hey babe. Wanna go out for dinner later?

Me: Hey. T. I'd love to. But I'm not feeling so well.

T: Why? What are you feeling? Where are you? I'll visit you.

Me: No. No. I'm fine. Just tired ad everything. I just need a rest.

T: Are you sure?

Me: Yeah.

T: Okay then. Rest very well okay? Love you.

Me: Love you too. Bye.

T: Bye.

Then he dropped the line. I wish I could tell him how scared I am as of the moment, I am afraid that the results might reveal that I am positive to leukemia. I am not yet ready to die. I am just twenty five I still have a lot of dreams, I still have a lot of plans with T. I decided to go to the church to pray and ask strength from God and then I went home alone and very sad.