Have Marcy

HAPPY TEARS

The rest of school went by quickly and uneventfully.

I waved at Hope from my front door as she drove off.My mom couldn't pick me up so she gave me a ride. I entered my quiet house and remembered that no one would be home. I walked into the kitchen and took out some leftover pasta from the fridge, heat it up and went up to my room. It took me three minutes to get up the stairs.

After I finished eating and taking my meds, I had a shower and started my homework. I know it's Friday and I have the entire weekend to get it done but I prefer to do it now and get it out of the way. I hate homework, it's a way for teachers to punish students when we're out of school.

When I finished my homework I look over at the clock on my night stand. It's 5:30pm, mom and dad won't be home until
8:00pm and Marshal's spending
the weekend with his friends. I started feeling exhausted but I decided to take a nap in at least until my parents are back.

I woke up to the sun shinning brightly on my face. It's the first time in years since I slept through the entire night. I slowly get out of bed and into the bathroom to do my morning routine. I entered the kitchen?kitchens to see my dad hugging my mom from behind while she makes pancakes.

"Morning mom, morning dad."

"Good morning honey." They say at the same time as mom puts a plate of pancakes on the counter for me.

"How come you didn't wake me up when you guys came home?"

"We came  back really late,we didn't want to wake you and you need all the rest you can get."

"Yeah I guess so"

"And don't forget you have an appointment with the doctors today."

"How could I forget? I have been going evey Saturday for the past four years." I mumbled feeling my mood dampen.

Mom sighs loudly " honey I kno-"

"I'll be in my room" I cut her off, grab my plate and walked out.

"Oh lord please help me." I say as I pace up and down my room while my mind is going a mile per minute. I'm scared, nervous, anxious and most of all I'm worried. I'm worried about what the doctors will say and what the tests will show.

Is it getting worse? Do I need surgery again? Will I die? Am I dying? How long do I have? Everyone I know is going to hate me especially the girls.

"Oh god the girls!" I shouted aloud. What am I going to do?

The girls are going to hate me. Hope is going to hate me. We're best friends, we tell each other everything. When she finds out I've been keeping the biggest secret of all from her for four years. It's not easy hiding thing from her especially when we're always having sleepovers and and hugging each other.

All this stressing isn't doing me any good. I'll just try to get through today in one piece and tomorrow I'll think of a way to break it to her on Monday. I have to tell her.

I lie on the bed and fell asleep. I felt my body being shaken and opened my eyes to see my parents looking down at me and sitting at the edge of my bed.

"Wake up bud, we leave in twenty minutes." My dad said and they exit my room.

We have been waiting in the medical center for ten minutes, the door opens and the doctors walk in.

"Hey Dr.Ross, Dr. Mitchell." I said.

"Hello Mercy" they say. "Its like everytime I see you your hair is more red then before." Dr. Ross said and we all laugh.

"Let's get down to business. I know you had to miss last week's appointment, so how have you been feeling?" Asks Dr. Mitchell with a serious expression.

"Come to think of it the past to weeks weren't so bad actually they've been great. I didn't throw up, no pains, sleep well, no breath skips, I still get a little sick because of taking my meds late and I still feel drained but not as much as before." I said nodding my head.

"Okay let's get started you know the procedure."said Dr. Ross.

I climbed on the bed and they took some blood and  did other tests,all we have to do now is wait a half hour for the results.

We're still waiting and I'm so scared my hands are shaking like a leaf.

"Honey don't cry, we'll get through this."Says mom as she and dad sits on either side of me and takes my hands in theirs.

"What? I'm not crying."I said confused.

"Yes you are bud." Dad said looking at me his eyebrows  furrowed.

"I touched my cheek and sure it's wet. I wasn't aware I was crying, I tried to stop but I couldn't and my parents keep whispering sweet nothings in my ear and rubbing my back.

The doctors came in with a big envelop containing my results and a very sad expression on their faces. That's when my parents started crying along with me and we continued looking at them waiting for the results.

Everything is in slow motion as Dr. Mitchell opens the envelop. He looks at the results and released a loud depressed sigh. That's when I bowed my head  and broke down in even more tears.

"Oh god I'm going to die." I shouted loudly and collapsed in my parents arms.

"Your not dying Mercy." says Dr. Ross and the whole world seemed to freeze and I looked up at them.

"What?" I asked confusion showing on my tear soaked face.

"Your not going to die, you're going to live." Dr. Mitchell replies.

"Your results showed that the cells has completely depleted, the therapy worked.

"Oh thank you god." I said still crying.

"But wait if I'm going to live why did you make that long depressed sigh?" Dr. Ross robbed his neck awkwardly while Dr. Mitchell looked down at the tiled floor eyes full of guilt.

"We tried to pull a prank on you but it didn't go so well, sorry." Dr. Mitchell said.

"But the question is why are you still crying? This is good news."ask Dr. Ross.

"Oh I'm not crying these are happy tears." I said and we all laugh.