Melanie Shepard

part 4

Third Person Pov:

Melanie went to be at 1 in the morning, after hours of tossing and turning due to a sharp pain in her stomach which was abnormal for the girl.

One O'clock turned to Two O'clock and then to three but when the clock turned four she let out a blood curdling scream. Luckily for her Mark Sloan, her former 'uncle' was walking by to check on her.

"Melanie!" He yelled and slammed the door open to see the girl throwing up blood in the trash can. "M-Mark-" she said faintly then went limp.

"Jesus Christ." He mumbled scooping the girl up and paging as many doctors as possible.

Baileys Pov:

It was a regular Sunday night, checking in on patients and the er, filing paper work; until Mark paged Meredith, Christina, Alex, George and I to the room Melanie was sleeping in. 

We all rushed in to see her in his arms, blood stains around her mouth. "What the hell happened!" I demand pushing past the other doctors.

"I don't know! I was about to check in on her when she screamed and was throwing up blood!" Mark yelled at me and I sighed.

I was about to say something but she woke up groaning. "My stomach hurts, Mark, make it stop." She started crying, it broke my heart. I noticed Meredith looking in horror at the fragile girl who was usually strong and outgoing but now she was weak and hopeless.

"Set up a cat scan, now!" I order and watch as Melanie is passed over to Alex. "Why are yous passin her around like she's a baby? She's 13!" I snap and walk out.

Melanie's Pov:

"Alex." I croaked as he brought me to the cat scan. "Yeah Mel?" He asks softly looking at me. "Where's my dad? What's wrong with me?" I ask, panicked. "Calm down, Mel, he's on his way." He whispers and he lays me on the cat scan.

"No way! No!" I say loudly as I was placed on the cat scan. "Melanie relax, the sooner it's done the sooner we know what's going on." Bailey says from behind the glass with the others.

My breathe hitch's as the machine turns on.

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They took me off the machine and I ran into Marks arms, since I've known him the longest.

"What's wrong with me?" I mumble into his shoulder over and over while sobbing. "Could be cancer." I heard George mumble to Izzy and Christina. "Yeah and if it is it's gonna be a painful battle, she isn't even on medication and she's puking blood." Izzy says sadly.

"Mark..." I whisper, cutting them out. Mark stops talking to Alex and looks at me. "Yeah?" He says softly. "W-whats wrong with me?" I ask, my voice cracking.

But before much could be said my father storms in the room next to Bailey with a panicked face. "Get my OR ready." My dad says and everyone's face shows a sign of panick.

"No! No! No!" I yell, flaring my arms around trying to get out of marks grip. "I'm not getting surgery!" I yell but my dad shuts me up. "You have cancer, Melanie! If you don't get this surgery you WILL die, baby please. I- just listen to us." His voice goes soft and I look between everyone in the room, who all helped me somewhat since I got here.

"Fine." I whisper.