Time skip: two months
Toni's POV
It was currently the fourteenth of February and Cheryl and I were at the hospital. Nobody knows about Cheryl's breast cancer apart from us.
"Hi Cheryl, Hi Toni." Doctor Williams smiled at us as she hugged us quickly. "Hi Sophie." I smiled at Doctor Williams. "Let's do the way then, shall we?" Sophie smiled nervously at us. "Ok." Cheryl sighed nervously as she lay on the bed, gripping my hand tightly.
After the test, Sophie looked at us sympathetically. "I'm sorry, but you have stage four breast cancer. It's the worst type, and I'll be honest with you, you've got extremely low chances of survival." Sophie explained. My vision turned blurry and voices were just high-pitch notes. I turned to Cheryl before I hugged her tightly. I kept her in my arms and kissed her head. I felt her shake in my arms and it broke my heart. Nothing broke my heart more than this. This is the worst I've ever felt. This right here, this hurt more than all of the bullets and knifes I've taken. "TT." Cheryl whimpered against my chest.
"I'm right here, Cher, I'm right here baby." I whispered to my wife as I rubbed circles into her back.
"What do you want to do then? Take stronger medication, stay on the same medication or take no medication?" Sophie asked us once Cheryl had stop crying loudly. I looked down at Cheryl. It was her choice, and I'll respect whichever one she chooses. "No medication." Cheryl mumbled against my chest.
"What's that, Cher?" I asked my wife for clarification. "No medication, if I've got extremely low chances of surviving, I don't want to feel extremely ill for the rest of my short life." Cheryl's announced clearly. "Ok." I nodded at my wife.
"Toni, can I talk to you, in private, for a second?" Sophie asked me. I just nodded before I kissed Cheryl's head and left the room. "There's a 98% chance that Cheryl will die in the next week if she doesn't take medication, but there is a 2% chance that she will survive. Her cancer is very extreme and it would take a miracle for her to survive this." Sophie warned. "If Cheryl doesn't want to take the medication, I'm not gonna force her. I'll keep you updated. Thank you for everything." I genuinely smiled before I reentered the room that Cheryl was in and left with her hand in my own.
"What did she tell you?" Cheryl asked me sadly as we got into the car. "Cher-." I began.
"Antoinette Topaz, I command you to tell me exactly what she told you, and don't leave anything out." Cheryl demanded as she looked at me seriously.
"You've got a 98% chance of dying this week without medication. But there's a 2% chance that you'll survive... this week at least." I sighed as I allowed a few tears to fall from my eyes. "Ok." Cheryl whispered. "Let's tell the kids when we get home." Cheryl whispered as she cried a few silent tears. "Ok, baba." I whimpered as I started the car.
When we got home, we sat the kids down.
"We've got some news... and it's not good." I began softly as Cheryl held my hand. "What is it?" Avery whispered as she looked from me, to Cheryl than back to me. "I was diagnosed with b-breast c-cancer two months ago, and today we found out that I'm stage four, the w-worst stage, and I have a 2% chance of surviving this week." Cheryl explained.
Avery immediately broke down in tears, Noah let a few tears fall and Eli just sat with his head in his hands. "Let's make it the best week you've ever had." Eli told us. "What do you want to do, mom?" Noah asked Cheryl. "I want to watch a movie with you guys, Maddie, Scout, Harvey, Holly and Toni." Cheryl smiled, clearly trying to hold back the tears.
We decided on watching the Incredibles. I was spooning Cheryl, who was holding Harvey and Holly right to her. Eli, Noah and Avery were all piled on the other sofa with Maddie and Scout. Throughout the film, I would kiss Cheryl's head at random points. After the film ended, we ordered Pop's and phoned Pea, Kevin, Fangs, Oscar and Lola.
"Hey Red." Pea grinned as he bounced into the living room. "Hi Cheryl." Fangs and Kevin smiled as they entered the room. "We've got bad news." I sighed after everyone ate their Pop's. "What is it?" Oscar asked concernedly. "I was diagnosed with breast cancer two months ago, and today we found it that it was stage four, the worst kind, and that I've got a 2% chance of surviving this week." Cheryl sighed as she held my hand. "Cheryl..." Fangs gasped before he pulled my wife into a tight hug, Kevin and Pea mirrored his actions. "I'm sorry, Cheryl." Oscar sighed before he hugged his auntie. "I'm sorry, Cheryl." Lola whispered as a few ears dropped from her eyes. "It's ok guys, it's not your fault." Cheryl smiled at the group. "Tell us if you need anything." Kevin told us. "Just call us and we'll be here." Pea nodded. "Thanks guys." Cheryl smiled.
I hate today.
AN: 2%. Anyway... thanks for reading! See ya next chapter! BYEEE!!!
