"Hello?" I spoke through the phone, attached to the wall. "Ms. Lyric Cohen please come to the Mona Vale hospital immediately." A soft voice spoke through the phone.
"O-okay." I said, hanging up on the man. I didn't have time to ask about what had happened. It was most evident that something happened to Adelaide, since I had nobody left in my life.
I raced through the suffocating hallways of the building. Once I got out of the building, I hailed a taxi. "Take me to the Mona Vale Hospital now." I demanded, getting into the bright yellow vehicle.
The hospital was about ten minutes away, but it ended up taking thirty, since the driver was shitty. Once the man hit the brakes, I ran out the door. "Hey you didn't pay!" the man said. I ran back, and I gave him the money. "No tip?" He asked. "I don't pay extra for shitty service, sir!" I yelled, pacing back towards the doors.
"I'm looking for Adelaide Cohen?" I practically shouted. "Room 117, 2nd floor only family members are allowed to come at this time" the lady said. I paced up to the second floor, and went to search for room 117.
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117
I frantically opened the worn out white doors, just to find my daughter laying on the dreaded beds. "Ad?" I gasped, walking over to her weak body.
"Mum? What happened?"
"I-I don't know. Please, stay with me. I'm going to go talk to a doctor", I choked, giving my child a kiss before leaving the room.
"What the hell happened to Adelaide?" I asked the nearest doctor. "The girl in room 117?" He asked.
"Yes, now hurry, I have to get back to her, so speak." I said, waiting for a response. "Well, your daughter collapsed at her school while reciting a song." She must have panicked or got dizzy." He spoke, surprisingly calmly.
"Is that all?" I asked, relieved that she didn't have a disease or something.
"No, that's not all. Well, we checked her blood to see if there was anything wrong with her while she was unconscious, and we got the results back, and well she has leukemia." He informed me.
"W-what? S-so I might lose her?" I stuttered. Tears were threatening to come out of my eyes, but I blinked quickly so they wouldn't come out.
"We have treatment, but it's never been treated on anyone before. It has a chance of 30 percent dying, and 70 percent living. If you don't wsnt her to have a chance for being cured, then she may have about two months of living. I'm so sorry that we haven't noticed until now, but you have a choice; either to give her a chance of treatment, or to enjoy the days she has left. It's up to you."
Soon enough, tears escaped from the brim of my eyes. I then thanked him for his service, and raced back to my daughter.
"Adelaide?" I called out, opening the door to her unwanted room. "Yes, mum?" She replied. "Do you know why you're here?" I asked, wondering if she knew about her sickness.
"No mum, all I remember is when I was singing at school. Why am i here?" she questioned.
I figured that she didn't need to know yet. "They just want to make sure your okay, honey. I love you so much, you know that, right?" I asked her, putting on my cherry chap stick.
The weakened girl chuckled, "yes mum, you tell me every day"
"Just making sure!" I forced a smile through the tears, that Ad didn't seem to notice yet.
Soon enough, the doctor came in. "Ms. Lyric? I need to talk to you outside.
"I'm coming, just one second please." I responded. I put my chap stick back into the back I was holding, and got up to go outside.
"I have one question to ask you." He said, right went I shut the door. I didn't realize the question could change my life.
