Living With Him

Chapter 15

Danielle's POV:

I begin to walk over to the children's centre for my voluntary work as I munch on a doughnut.

One of the best things ever...I love you doughnut and to express my love, I will eat you.

Saturday went by faster then I hoped only because of the party which made me sleep in and waste almost all of the day!

Sunday seemed boring as I caught up with my life (referring to my TV programmes)...my life!

I remember Mason being quite moody as I asked him what was up and he ignored me but I figured another girl rejected him but his mood gradually cheered up later in the day.

As I enter I am greeted by a hug from Laura "hi" I greet cheerfully.

"Hey...I need help like Tommy needs changing and the rest are not listening and..." I hold my hands up "I got this" I say as Laura takes Tommy to the changing rooms.

Tommy's a new kid actually he's kind of a new-born who Laura adopted so including him...he is the newest youngest.

"Guys shhh" I say as they all look at me lost.

"D!" Alison-Marie calls running or stumbling over to me.

"Heya" I greet as I lift her of the ground "how are you doing?" I ask and she responds with a giggle.

I think as the second youngest from the kids including Tommy...Ali-Marie's the only one who talks to me. To be honest, they are kids so I'm not surprised they don't acknowledge me or they are not interested. Hhahah!

I help the children paint and we made paint hand prints...It was SOOO fun...I love releasing my inner child.

After the painting it was nap time and I sat on the table beside Laura where my hot chocolate was waiting.

"You seem really quiet" I point out and she shrugs as she sniffles.

"Have you been crying?" I ask looking at her confused.

She nods slightly as she blinks allowing a tear to fall.

"W-what happened?" I ask afraid to hear what is to come.

"Alison-Marie" she whispers grabbing a tissue paper.

"Is she ok?" I ask and Laura sighs "not really" she mumbles.

I look back at Ali-Marie who's fast asleep.

"It was her monthly check-up last Tuesday...we went back for the results on Saturday..." Laura explains.

"And..." I say hoping and praying that everything is alright.

"She-she has c-cancer" Laura says covering her mouth not letting the sound of her cries disturb the kids.

I feel frozen...this sweet, innocent, young girl who is only 3 has cancer! The big C?

I feel tears fill in my own eyes.

"Well" I sniffle myself "can they help her...is it bad?" I ask.

"It's bone marrow and it depends...they haven't finished the results and s-she's only three, she has so much to live for" Laura cries.

It's completely true...cancer is a bitch!

I attempt to comfort Laura and it kind of helps.

"Does her family know?" I ask and Laura nods "yes, her brother didn't take it well" she says.

"Everyone needs to be strong and help her through this and even I will" I say.