Red Velvet

Sheet of Paper (Ch. 9)

After experiencing major migraines that left me screaming in the dead of the night, slight vision and hearing loss, and fatigue that made me too weak and tired to leave my bed for about a week my mother decided to take me to visit the doctors.

Without thought the doctors put me through a CT scan to check my brain. I wasn't quite sure what was going on at first but after the scan I knew exactly what was going on. They were checking for a brain tumor.

After the scan my mother and I sat in a room. It was simple but had a childish but adorable feel. Against the wall was a leather bed. You know, the ones in hospitals. The ones with little padding that are covered by an uncomfortable sheet of paper. There was a large painting of a fish silhouette of a fish that seemed to be of a goldfish cracker. I watched the clock. Every second and minute ticking by slower and slower.

An uneasy feeling settled in my stomach. The knots in my stomach got tighter as the seconds went by. I knew there was a slight cure for this horrible feeling that was weighing down my heart. Tate. I pulled my phone from my mothers purse. I doubted that he would be awake at this ungodly hour of 3 in the morning but it was worth a shot.

"Tate. You know how I told you about my migraines? Well... They think I have a tumor in my brain." I typed. Tears formed in my eyes as I put each word on to the screen. I looked up to see my mother in tears. This made the tears stream down my face. They felt so hot against my cold face.

I got up from the uncomfortable hospital bed seat thing and wrapped my mother in my embrace. I knew this was hard for her. But it was hard for me too. My mom never cried. But I was the only family or love she had left. I felt so weak. Like nothing was in my control anymore.

I remember my mom telling me of how cancer was in the genes. It was just my luck. My mother was lucky not to get it but if course it was passed to me. My luck had always been horrible. But who knows maybe my luck could turn itself around.

My phone dinged. I picked it up knowing it was Tate because he was the only one I had texted the whole night.

"Babe. I cant... lose you. I've barely had the chance to truly experience you or even learn everything about you." I read. This caused me to choke down a painful sob.

"It's not for sure Tate. Even if it is. I'm sure there's a surgical procedure they could do to remove the tumor. I refuse to end my life this early. I want to spend more time with you." I typed back.

Immediately he replied "Luna I'm not sure if it's too early. I'm pretty sure it is but I'm kind of, in a way in love with you. Every feature and every trait. The way you speak. The way you say my name. The way you kiss me. I'm sorry Luna you're not allowed to leave me. I've fallen for you too hard. You're here to stay." I read. With every sentence I read came a hard sob. Damn you Tate. Why did you have to get so attached?

Finally a knock came upon the door and my doctor walked in.

Who knows what would happen? Maybe a miracle maybe a nightmare.