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Chapter 21

The same day:

Tyler's POV

Kenny's immune level was critical. And it wasn't a very good sign.

Passing out on the day of your chemo is the last thing that should happen to any cancer patient. There is a chance of falling into a coma.

Kenny just laid here in front of me, motionless. Still.

I try to regain my composure.

There's a knock on the door, and Danica swings it open a few seconds later.

"I'm sorry. I forgot my cell phone back here," she says, stopping dead in her tracks when she sees Kenny laying motionless.

"Please tell me she didn't pass out," she blinks, her eyes frantic with worry.

I nod my head and turn back to look at the beeping machines.

I couldn't let her see me freak out.

"Okay. Alright, do we inject her? Or do we-" she says too fast, making me interrupt her.

"Yeah, take a blood sample. Let's see what the issue is. Her stress level is crazy high, and her immune system is low. Lower than on the other chemo days," I say, rubbing my eyes in an attempt to get rid of the stray tears.

"Yeah, right," she says, and grabs the necessary equipment for the test.

She pricks Kenny's finger with the tiny needle used for the blood test and takes a drop of her blood.

"Get it checked instantly and call for Erin. I'll come to the lab when she's here with her," I tell Danica before she exits the room.

I was alone with my girl, but this time she was unconscious.

I couldn't help but let the tears escape my eyes as I sat on her bed and held her hands.

I've never really feared losing something or someone, but here I was.

Scared of what would happen.

I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to my girl.

She deserves so much more. She deserves to be happy. And alive.

I promised her that I'd make sure she got well.

It's time to fulfil my promise.

Her hands felt so good in mine, like always.

I kiss the back of her palm as I look at her vitals on the monitor.

Just then, Erin swung the door so hard that I thought its hinges would break.

She runs up to Kenna and me and freaks out when she sees Kenna lying motionless.

"What? What happen-?", she asks almost inaudibly.

"Stay here with her. I'm going to go and check her blood sample. She's going to be alright. I promised her that, and I'm not going to break that promise," I say, looking at Erin.

She just nods as she starts crying.

I wanted to kiss Kenny before I exited this room, but I couldn't do that in front of Erin.

I rise up from my spot and kiss Kenny's forehead.

Unwillingly, I let go of our hands and looked at Erin.

"She will be okay. I promise," I say before exiting the room.

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The blood results were something Danica and I didn't expect.

"No, no, no," Danica says in agony as she looks at the computer screen that's displaying Kenny's blood sample report.

I close my eyes, thinking of what will happen next.

Oh, the possibilities!

"Tyler, she's going to be okay. I know it," Danica says, putting her hand on my shoulder and snapping me out of my thoughts.

I look at her with a heavy heart.

"Tyler, she's pretty strong. She'll get through this. I know you'll treat her right. You promised her," Danica says, reminding me again.

Yes. I'm going to treat her right.

I hope her body responds well to the treatment.

"Let's tell Erin," I say, heading towards the exit of the lab.

"Already?" Danica asks in concern.

"Yes. The sooner she knows, the better," I say, walking out of the lab with Danica behind me.

It's going to be okay, I kept telling myself as we made our way to Kenny's hospital room.

I slowly knocked on the door.

I swing it open and see Erin sitting on Kenny's bed, holding her palms in her hands.

She turns around and faintly smiles at Danica and me.

"When Kenny was younger, I'd always play with her palms. I remember how I'd tickle her tiny palms and she'd giggle like a crazy little girl until she got breathless," Erin says with tearful eyes.

Danica looks at her with a soft expression.

"What about the results?" Erin asks with sudden alertness.

Danica looks at me nervously and clears her throat.

"Kenny has developed an infection due to her immune level being weak; it's totally normal. That happens to most of the patients. The immune system gets weak because of the strong chemos and dosages. So that's okay," I say, trying to smile.

"Oh yes, I did read about infections during chemos. They last no more than a month, right?" Erin asks nervously.

"Yes, Erin, infections are treated quite well, but that's not the only thing with Kenny," I say now, looking at my beautiful girl, who lies motionless, wrapped among many wires.

"What? Is there anything else wrong? What? What's it?" she almost yells at the end of the sentence.

Danica looks at me again, urging me to continue.

"Kenny's stress level is high—too high. I'm afraid it might damage her brain. If her stress level went up on any normal day, it wouldn't be much of a problem, but now that she has an infection, it has coincided. And that isn't good," I say the last bit as a tear threatens to escape my eye.

Erin walks up to me and hugs me. She holds me close to her and sobs into my chest.

I couldn't help but return the hug and sob with her.

Danica looks at us and tries to hide her tears, but fails to do so.

Here are three people crying for one girl. A girl who means so much to them.

One cries for her daughter.

One cries for her patient.

And one cries for his girlfriend.                                               

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A/N:
Hey guys! I'm sorry for not updating regularly, but I can't help it. I'm either busy watching FIFA or having a writer's block.

I managed to post today because

1. There was no match, and

2. I didn't have a writer's block. I know this chapter isn't good or anything, but I tried.

From now on, you're not going to hear from Kenna.
(That's the only spoiler I'm giving y'all🙈)

-Carita D'Costa❤️