Pearl White liked to think of herself as talented, not that she was cocky, she wasn't, honest, but she was proud. Prima Ballerina of her dance academy, senior in high school, straight As, and an amazing girlfriend to boot, what more could she ask fo...
Christmas Day. Pearl thought that when the chemo ended she would feel better but, she honestly felt worse. Not significantly worse, but she certainly didn't feel better. When she woke up she looked around her room and noticed that everything was decorated, a small plastic tree sat in the corner with a lot of presents beneath it. Her grandparents sat in two chairs next to the tree. Her mother stood in the doorway talking to Opal. Aunt Blue sat next to he bed holding her hand, Sky and Ame both sat next to the window. It was nice to have everyone here and no fighting. "Goodmorning..." she mumbled to her aunt. "Hello love, but it's actually one in the afternoon" she laughed, "you feeling alright?" She asked, pressing her hand her Pearls forehead. Pearl pushed her hand away. "I'm fine, just tired, they said the chemo effects weren't going to just go away when they stopped the treatment." She excused, with little effort. "Oh you're awake!" Blanche said when she saw that her daughter had awoken. "Do you need anything? Are you warm?" "Mom, let's just do Christmas." Pearl said dismissively.
They spent the next couple of hours giving out presents and just talking.
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Pearl felt like she might fall asleep again, or maybe she'd puke. She wasn't exactly sure which yet. Pearl and her mother gave everyone their presents, they got Blue a new deep blue headscarf, and Sky a new baby blue leotard. Pearl had her mother get Ame a new pair of leggings because the rips in her old ones always bothered Pearl. At about dinner time was when Pearl started to feel even worse, her head was pounding inside her skull. She was sweating more than she did during ballet. Everyone was having a good time and Pearl didn't want to ruin it but she just couldn't help herself. She rolled to the side and threw up all over the floor, couldn't even make it to her little bucket. "Oh Pearl!" Blanche called our rushing to her daughter side. When she moved to brush the hair out of her face she felt her forehead and nearly pulled away at the heat. "Jesus Christ..." she mumbled before turning back to Sky. "Get a Doctor. NOW." She nearly screamed when Sky didn't move immediately. "Oh sweetheart, why didn't you say anything?" She asked, not expecting a coherent answer. Her parents and sister watched from across the room, Ame from right beside her best friend. "What's wrong with her?" She whispered looking to Blanche as Pearl heaved again, but nothing else came up. "Id say she's gotten some kind of virus." Zircon came back into the room with Sky only a minute later. She rudely pushed Amethyst out of the way, checking Pearls temperature and getting a reading of 103 degrees. "It's time for everyone to leave." Came the voice of Zircon as she paged dr m and began replacing the iv bags. "But I-" "Just go Amethyst. I'll let you know when you can come back" Blanche said, and nodded to her parents and sister as well. "But you'll have to physically remove me from this spot." She growled. The rest of the family left the room and Blanche stayed right by Pearls side. Doctor M arrived half an hour later having been at home with her husband. "Tell me what's going on." she said, with a sharp tone. "She's got a 103 grade fever, she threw up, and continued to try when there was nothing left, and she's no longer conscious." "Did you load her with fluids?" Zircon nodded, and they went about speaking in medical terms that Blanche couldn't understand. A few minutes of Dr m fussing around Pearl and she came back to Blanches side. "It seems like Pearl has a stomach virus, but because of the chemo her immune system isn't able to fight it like it should. We're going to need to keep her until it passes, make sure it doesn't get any worse." Blanche nodded and made herself comfortable right beside her daughter.
^Monday December 26th 2016^
Pearl had been in and out of consciousness all night, they'd gotten her fever down to 101, but it kept coming back up. When Blanche woke it was to her daughter crying out, and not for her. "Daddy?" Pearl cried, her eyes still shut and her lip quivering. "Daddy don't go!" She screamed, and Blanches heart broke at the sight, but she didn't move to help her. She was frozen. "DADDY!! Please don't leave me!!" She screamed again, and now people outside heard it. Sapphire came in to check and saw Pearl thrashing around in the bed. "Mrs. white?" She said calmly. "Mommy why are you letting him go!?" She cried again. "Mommy stop him! Make him stay! He listens to you!" "Oh god...." she mumbled, breathless, she stood, and ran out the door. Maybe she couldn't handle this, handle seeing her only child in pain, watch as she suffers... "Blanche?" She whipped her head around at the sound of her sisters voice. "What's the matter?" "She-she's crying for him..." she gasped, and wobbled on her feet slightly, Blue's reassuring hand steadying her. "She was only four" she stated, as if Blanche didn't know that. "How does she remember?" Blanche just shook her head, and let it drop to Blues chest, Blue, raising her hand to comfort her sister. She rubbed her back methodically, her weight resting on her cane. "I think she's asleep again, you can come back in." Came Sapphires cool voice. "I-" Blanche started to explain her sudden departure but she was cut off. "I understand, it's very difficult to have a child with an illness, you feel the need to fix it for them, and you can't." And with that she walked away. Blanche and Blue then went back into Pearls room and sat by her side. Neither speaking, just focused on the young girl. She moaned a few times, turning her head but she never woke. Blanche was glad too because she knew when she did she may have to deal with what she'd said...
