To Die For (Sequel To Lost It All) {5} [COMPLETED]

Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Andy's POV

We've been home for a few days and haven't been doing much. We've been laying in bed, holding each other, and that's about it. We're both pretty depressed about the news, as anyone would be. I just can't bear the thought of losing the woman I've shared my life with for the last several years.

We haven't decided on treatment yet. We've briefly discussed, but not too deeply. We just don't even want to think about it, even though we know we have to. She hasn't had another seizure, so that's good.

"Babe, are you almost ready?" I asked, peeking into the bedroom. We had invited our kids over to break the news to them first before telling anyone else. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Let them in, I'll be out in a minute." She called from the bathroom. I walked to the front door and took a deep breath before opening it.

"Hey dad." Brandon  said.

"Hey." I put on a fake smile and hugged him.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"We just have some news to share. You're the first one here, go ahead and take a seat."

"Okay." He shrugged, walking to the couch and I followed him. "Who else is going to be here?"

"Your sisters and Jessica's kids." I said and he nodded. Five minutes later, everyone arrived and Jessica was still in the room.

"I'll be right back." I told them and walked into the bedroom. I closed the door and heard crying. I peaked around the bed to see Jessica sitting on the floor, crying.

"Babe, what's wrong?" I gasped, rushing up to her and dropping to my knees. I pulled her close as she cried into my chest.

"I-I was walking out of the bathroom and I lost my balance and fell." She sobbed.

"Why didn't you call for me?" I asked.

"I-I was trying to get back up on my own but I just couldn't! I didn't want to worry the kids, Andy. I fucking hate this!"

"I know love, I know." I said, stroking her hair. "Do you need me to carry you out there?"

"No, I don 't want to appear weak, just help me up." She said. I stood up and grabbed her outstretched hand, pulling her to her feet. I let go and she started wobbling again. I grabbed her waist, holding her steady. I leaned her against the foot of the bed and wiped her tears. I kissed her lips and hugged her tightly.

"Are you sure you don't need help?" I asked.

"Don't carry me. Just let me lean on you." She said. 

"Okay." I said as she reached behind me, grabbing my right shoulder as she stood on my left side. I wrapped my arm around her back and helped her stay steady as we made ourselves out to the living room. Everyone looked up when they saw us, pure horror on her children's faces. I helped Jessica sit down and sat down next to her.

"Mom, are you okay?" Amanda asked.

"I'm fi-" She started to say, but stopped when she knew she was lying.

"Mom?" Taylor questioned. Her lower lip started quivering and she buried her face into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close.

"Dad."Blade said. I looked at my kids with tears in my eyes, kissing the top of Jessica's head.

"Mom, what the hell is going on?" Taylor demanded.

"I have cancer." She managed to squeak out.

"WHAT!" Taylor exclaimed.

"NO!" Amanda screamed, falling to her knees. Her brother went to comfort her.

"Oh my god." Bailey gasped. Jessica just started crying harder and a few tears fell from my eyes.

"Dad." Brandon spoke.

"Amanda, she's going to be fine. There are cancer survivors, right mom?" Taylor asked, searching for the last bit of hope. Jessica nudged me and I took a deep breath.

"She has a brain tumor." I started, my voice cracking. My eyes shifted from her kids to mine. "It's grade four and very aggressive. She won't survive longer three years."

"FUCK!" Taylor broke down crying. My kids hugged each other, crying. They made their way over to Jessica's kids and they all hugged each other.

"W-What about treatment? There's got to be some type of treatment, right?" Blade asked. All three of my kids had really taken a liking to Jessica and she became like a mom to them. Jessica picked her head up and took a deep, shaky breath.

"With treatment, I will survive around three years. Treatment includes radiation and surgery to remove pieces of the tumor. Without treatment, I will survive about three months."

"Are you going to get the treatment?" Bailey asked.

"We haven't decided yet. We haven't even known for a week, we're still trying to digest this."

"This can't be happening." Amanda mumbled. Amanda and Taylor stood up, rushing over to Jessica and hugging her tightly. My kids walked over to me and I got up, hugging them as well.

"Please get treatment mom." Amanda begged.

"We have a doctor's appointment tomorrow with an oncologist to see what they recommend. I promise we will update you on whatever happens." Jessica told them. Her kids stepped away and my kids hugged her. I stood up and walked them to the front door.

"She's going to be just fine." I told the five of them.

"NO SHE'S FUCKING NOT! HOW DARE YOU TELL ME MY MOM IS GOING TO BE OKAY WHEN SHE IS FUCKING DYING! DON'T TRY TO ACT LIKE MY FUCKING DAD, YOU'RE NOT MY DAD! YOU'RE JUST SOME FUCKING GUY SHE MARRIED!" Taylor screamed at me. I knew he was only on edge because of the news he just received.

"I'm sorry."

"DON'T FUCKING YELL AT MY DAD! HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU, ASSHOLE!" Brandon screamed at him. They started getting in each other's face and I had to get between them.

"Let's just all go to our homes and take a nap." I suggested.

"Taylor Richards! You fucking respect your step-father. He was the one who forced me to go to the hospital! He's the reason I even know i have this fucking disease! Yelling isn't going to make anything better so just stop it right fucking now." Jessica scolded him. She had somehow stumbled her way over to where we were. I saw her knees start to buckle and I rushed over to her, saving her from falling.

"I'm sorry Andy." Taylor sighed.

"It's okay, I understand." I smiled. They all left and I picked Jessica up and carried her to the bedroom.

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