A Cancer Story

Chapter 14

Later that night you woke up and began violently vomiting all over his bed.  You couldn’t even get up for a bathroom or a trashcan.  It just hit you so hard, you knew he was a heavy heavy sleeper and he couldn’t hear you probably.  You tried to control the vomiting enough to be able to wake him up but it wouldn’t stop.  You couldn’t catch your breathe.  There was a moment though you were able to catch a small breath and squeak out “logan.. help”  Apparently hearing his own name wakes him up.  Right after you said that you vomited again and slouched forward weak.  You couldn’t tell what you were throwing up but it looked like blood because it was so dark and you were scared.  

Logan hearing the noise sat up and turned on the light and turning over to you said “what’s up?..” he never got any further because he saw the blood and you slouched over.  He immediately began to hyperventilate with fear and tears and screamed “MOM”  He picked you up with fear in his eyes and you wanted so bad to tell him it was going to be alright but you were so weak you could hardly keep your eyes open.  His mom comes flying in the room and sees the distraught Logan and the blood stained bed and says “LETS GO”  Logan and his mom run out to the car and drive the 10 mile drive to the hospital.  Logan is holding you the whole way there stroking your hair trying to come to grips with what is going on and holding a bucket for you.  You begin to throw up more blood.  It looks very bad and you can see that the color of your skin is very bad.  You throw up once more and then after that everything goes black.

Logan’s POV:

I was awoken by her screaming my name, when I saw her and the bed I was scared.  I was scared because something bad was going on and she needed help.  On the way to the hospital all I could do was hold her tight and think ‘please don’t let me lose her’.  She began to throw up more blood and then she fell limp into my arms.  This was when I really began to panic, I knew if we didn’t get there fast we would lose her for sure and that was something I did not want to happen.  I loved her, from the moment I met her I knew she was the one.  Of course she wasn’t ready to jump right into the dating so I waited for her.  Never went with any other girl because she was the one for me.  Seeing her like this just scared me that I may lose her.  When she fell into my arms I screamed for my mom to go faster.  I probably looked like a mess with tears streaming down my face but I was scared.  Never had I been this scared about something and never had I cared so much about one person.  When we arrived at the hospital my mom didn’t even bother to park the car.  We drove right up the emergency room entrance and I ran in with her in my arms.  “HELP WE NEED HELP!! SHE’S THROWING UP BLOOD!”  

The whole emergency room burst into chaos after I said those words.  Guy nurses came and took her from me and placed her into a hospital bed.  She looked so tiny in that bed, so fragile and alone.  She needed me, I tried to follow but the guards held me back and told me to wait.  I couldn’t sit down, all I could think about was her and if she was going to be alright.  My arms felt so empty without her in them.  I needed to see her, to know she was okay.  My mom called her mom and within a short period of time her parents were there with us.  Our moms hugged each other and cried.  After what seemed like hours a doctor came back and said we could see her but that she was asleep right now.  I practically ran to the room, when I got there, she looked almost unrecognizable.  There were so many machines hooked up to her.  I just wanted her awake, I wanted her back at home.  No.. I wanted her with me.. better yet.. I wanted her.  I sat down next to her bed and took her hand and told her to fight because I loved her.  A few hours later she woke up and was asking for her parents who were right there by her bedside.  Then she asked for me and with a weak smile she managed to say hello and that she was alright.