K's POV:
"His blood pressure seems and looks okay. Perhaps it was just a passing feeling," the doctor said, taking and checking the crimson blood from the shining anesthetic. He turned and smiled at my mother, who looked like she was about to throw a boulder and the doc's head.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE IS OK?!? HE ALMOST FAINTED TWICE THIS WEEK!," she screamed, clutching her purse in her now shaking hand. I could almost imagine her taking off her shoe and chasing him with it,.... That thought made me chuckle.
"Calm down, Mrs.Xaveir! Calm down! I will see if there is something really, dangerously wrong later when I examine them in the laboratory this evening!"
My mother was still breathing heavily and looked like she wanted to kill the dude, she grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door. She thought I didn't see, but she stepped on the doc's foot, very roughly and harshly, causing him to suck a deep, long, breath in pain. It didn't help the she was wearing not long, but VERY sharp heels.I was trying very, very, very, VERY hard not to laugh, because when my mom is mad, you better dive under a rock and never come out, because she will hunt you down like a white lion hunts down their prey and slash you into tiny, little pieces.
As we got put of the plain, beige colored room, I into the redish-violet hall, and into the cool, breezy, dusk filled sky. I pulled my jacket closer around my shivering body.
With my mom still pulling me, I wondered what would happen.
I wondered what would happen . I wondered what would happen if what my previous diagnosis were true, and were real.
I wondered what would happen if I really was sick with the disease. If I really had....
A's POV:
I ducked as the glistening bottle shattered above my head. I winced as I saw how the glass shards have cut my arm, the previous scars that were there now blue and purple.
"HHAHAHAAHAHHAHHAAHHAHAHAAH....," he rumbled, the sound taking up the whole room.
My mother stood cowering in the corner, wishing and praying that the,.... MISTAKE she had married hadn't happened.
My stepfather, if you could even call him that, was drunk in the middle of the room, watching TV, using up electricity we couldn't spare, and turing it up to the loudest decimal possible.
I suddenly felt tears out on the corners of my eyes.
What would have happened if my real father hadn't got that disease. What would have happened if he hadn't got that disease.
What would have happened if he was still alive. What would have happened if he was still alive.
What if.....
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HELLOOOOO. IF YOU GUYS R READING THIS, THATN MY IPAD HAS FINALY ALLOWED ME TO PUBLISH AT LEAST ON CHAPTER FROM ONE OF THE BOOK THAT I AM TRYING TO WRITE.
SO WHAT DO U THINK SO FAR. I WAS BORED SO THE VIDEO I PUT HERE WAS THE ONE I LISTENED TO WAY BACK WHEN I CAME UP WITH THE IDEA OF THIS STORY (IT WAS A RANDOM SONG!). THE PICTURE IS KINDA WHAT KENJI's MOM LOOKS LIKE!
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