Status: Completed :)
It's a Love Story, Baby Just Say...
Surprise
"What part of California are you from?" A girl my age asked me. Steph
and I were visiting the older kid’s room first and then going to
the younger kid’s rooms later.
"San Diego." the girl let out a heavenly sigh.
"So you know where Big Bear and Arrowhead is?" I nodded.
"That's where I lived before I got sick. Then our doctor suggested this
hospital across the world. I'm okay with it now, but I miss seeing my
dad and friends. They all still live in California. I talk to them on
Webcam everyday but they only visit every 6 months."
"That must suck!" Steph said. I slapped his arm but she kept just
laughed.
"Yeah it does. I'm Serena by the way." she held her hand out for me to
shake and I did, then Stephen.
"So when are you gonna get out of this Hell hole?" Steph asked. I just
about punched him but Serena again let her laugh ring through the room.
"I'm not supposed to be getting out. They say in about 4 months the
Cancer will have taken over my whole body and that I'll die," I was
speechless.
Serena's brave, very brave. She knows she is going to die and she
still lives every day like there's hope. Since we didn't answer she
continued.
"I have brain cancer, but we caught it way too late and the cancer had
spread to my kidney, liver, and ovaries. So, I'm just praying that
this Hell hole can keep me alive with this grueling course of Chemo."
"You’re tough girlie, that's 'fer sure." Stephen told Serena, sending her
into a giggle fit. Steph didn't get it, but I did and I laughed along
with her.
"You guys should probably go to the other rooms, I'm sure the guys are
anxious to meet you Princess Taylor." Stephen narrowed his eyes at the
door and sighed.
"How about you stay here, and I go do visiting." he suggested. Not
because he wanted me to spend more time with Serena, but so I wouldn't
get to see the teenage male patients.
"Ha-Ha. I'm coming with, I'll come back and say goodbye before I leave,
okay?" Serena grinned and nodded.
"Alright, see you later!" I waved and walked down the hallway with
security flanking us.
"Bryce Richardson, 17." Stephen read off the paper. I smiled at Steph
and he groaned.
"c'mon, you have nothing to worry about." I whispered and kissed his
cheek. Stephen laughed and opened the door.
Bryce, or at least that's who I assume that guy was, was sitting in the
window seat, writing in a notebook. He looked up at us and quirked an
eyebrow.
"Uhm, h-hello?" he stammered. Security stayed outside but kept the
door open, while Stephen and I stepped into the room and took a seat.
"Hello." I said politely. Steph waved and sat back in his chair.
"What are you doing in here?" Bryce asked, pulling a blanket over his
hospital gown that sort of covered his white-blue skin.
"Visiting. We're going to the older kids rooms first and then we're
going to visit the younger kids." Stephen said, being friendlier towards
Bryce.
"Oh. I wasn’t told you were coming today. But then again the nurses
hate me so I'm sure they did it on purpose." he said under his breath.
I laughed and saw a tiny spark in his eyes.
"When ever my sister or I are in the hospital we go around talking to
the all the older people. The nurses hated us because they could never
find us. Well that and we used to take like 5 puddings from the
cafeteria and then we'd only eat like half of one each.
"They just hate me because I complain about being cooped up in a
hospital room. Whenever I ask if I can go outside they always have an
excuse to why I can't, so a few days ago I went up to the roof and
just sat up there. Until security was alerted and I had to come back.
Apparently the nurses got I'm trouble for 'losing' me. I'm 17, you
don't lose me, you just won't find me." I nodded.
"Do your parents come here and spend time with you?" Bryce shrugged.
"I guess, maybe like once a week, but I have other siblings so they
all have to be taken care of and I'm here. My girlfriend comes every
day. So that's nice but who wants to have to visit their boyfriend in
a Cancer hospital? It's just downright depressing." I nodded and hid
the shock of how mature these kids were, and how they dealt with their
fate.
-----------
Stephen and I made the rounds at the older kid’s area and then down to
the younger kids. Everyone one of their faces stuck in my head. All
their hobbies, their pets names, everything.
Caroline liked to make snow angels and chase her dog Hunter.
Kevin hated Brussels sprouts but loved green beans.
They told me and Steph the randomnest things but they were great to
know about a child.
-----------
We got back to the Castle about 3 pm and had Ricky, Kylee and the guys
over.
"Well you three have fun sunning yourself, we're gonna go play
soccer, over there." Sam said dribbling to ball in place.
"Alright, leave, we have to talk anyways." I said, shooing them away.
"What could you possibly have to talk about Ms. Socialite?" Marc
teased. I flipped him off and laid down on my lounge chair in front
of the pool.
"Go away." the guys laughed and jogged shirtless towards their
'field'. Ricky and Ky laid down on their lounges beside me.
"So what's up Taylor?" Ricky asked when we had all settled.
"Oh nothing. I just wanted the guys to go away. They've been
surrounding me for a while now. Fresh air." we laughed and I took a
nice deep breath. I let it out and looked down at my stomach.
My baby bump still hasn't gone away so I was still have to wear the
tankini's but no one said anything about it.
"No, no go away." I whispered to myself, referring to the nausea and
dizziness that just hit. I clamped my hand over my mouth and ran to
the outdoor bathroom. I vomited for a few minutes and when I was
finished I sat against the back of the stall and started crying.
I'm not sure why I was crying though. The pain was still there, the
baby bump, the nausea, the vomiting. That's supposed to be gone right?
-----------
It never did go away. That's why I'm getting checked out by doc now.
It's December 1st and I'm in immense pain. Toe curling, God cursing, pain.
"Stephen! Make it stop! Please just make it stop!!" I screamed. I
didn't see his expression because I clamped my eyelids shut and
screamed bloody murder.
"He's trying baby, he's trying." Steph nervously cooed. My eyes opened
and I glared at him.
"Doc! Damn it, do something!" Steph yelled.
Bonnie and Liam were standing in the door way watching with worried
face while Ricky and Ky held my right hand. The boys were behind
Stephen and away from doc who was poking around in my crotch.
"Dear lord..." I heard Doc say through my cries.
"What?!" we all yelled.
"Taylor's in labor. . ."
and I were visiting the older kid’s room first and then going to
the younger kid’s rooms later.
"San Diego." the girl let out a heavenly sigh.
"So you know where Big Bear and Arrowhead is?" I nodded.
"That's where I lived before I got sick. Then our doctor suggested this
hospital across the world. I'm okay with it now, but I miss seeing my
dad and friends. They all still live in California. I talk to them on
Webcam everyday but they only visit every 6 months."
"That must suck!" Steph said. I slapped his arm but she kept just
laughed.
"Yeah it does. I'm Serena by the way." she held her hand out for me to
shake and I did, then Stephen.
"So when are you gonna get out of this Hell hole?" Steph asked. I just
about punched him but Serena again let her laugh ring through the room.
"I'm not supposed to be getting out. They say in about 4 months the
Cancer will have taken over my whole body and that I'll die," I was
speechless.
Serena's brave, very brave. She knows she is going to die and she
still lives every day like there's hope. Since we didn't answer she
continued.
"I have brain cancer, but we caught it way too late and the cancer had
spread to my kidney, liver, and ovaries. So, I'm just praying that
this Hell hole can keep me alive with this grueling course of Chemo."
"You’re tough girlie, that's 'fer sure." Stephen told Serena, sending her
into a giggle fit. Steph didn't get it, but I did and I laughed along
with her.
"You guys should probably go to the other rooms, I'm sure the guys are
anxious to meet you Princess Taylor." Stephen narrowed his eyes at the
door and sighed.
"How about you stay here, and I go do visiting." he suggested. Not
because he wanted me to spend more time with Serena, but so I wouldn't
get to see the teenage male patients.
"Ha-Ha. I'm coming with, I'll come back and say goodbye before I leave,
okay?" Serena grinned and nodded.
"Alright, see you later!" I waved and walked down the hallway with
security flanking us.
"Bryce Richardson, 17." Stephen read off the paper. I smiled at Steph
and he groaned.
"c'mon, you have nothing to worry about." I whispered and kissed his
cheek. Stephen laughed and opened the door.
Bryce, or at least that's who I assume that guy was, was sitting in the
window seat, writing in a notebook. He looked up at us and quirked an
eyebrow.
"Uhm, h-hello?" he stammered. Security stayed outside but kept the
door open, while Stephen and I stepped into the room and took a seat.
"Hello." I said politely. Steph waved and sat back in his chair.
"What are you doing in here?" Bryce asked, pulling a blanket over his
hospital gown that sort of covered his white-blue skin.
"Visiting. We're going to the older kids rooms first and then we're
going to visit the younger kids." Stephen said, being friendlier towards
Bryce.
"Oh. I wasn’t told you were coming today. But then again the nurses
hate me so I'm sure they did it on purpose." he said under his breath.
I laughed and saw a tiny spark in his eyes.
"When ever my sister or I are in the hospital we go around talking to
the all the older people. The nurses hated us because they could never
find us. Well that and we used to take like 5 puddings from the
cafeteria and then we'd only eat like half of one each.
"They just hate me because I complain about being cooped up in a
hospital room. Whenever I ask if I can go outside they always have an
excuse to why I can't, so a few days ago I went up to the roof and
just sat up there. Until security was alerted and I had to come back.
Apparently the nurses got I'm trouble for 'losing' me. I'm 17, you
don't lose me, you just won't find me." I nodded.
"Do your parents come here and spend time with you?" Bryce shrugged.
"I guess, maybe like once a week, but I have other siblings so they
all have to be taken care of and I'm here. My girlfriend comes every
day. So that's nice but who wants to have to visit their boyfriend in
a Cancer hospital? It's just downright depressing." I nodded and hid
the shock of how mature these kids were, and how they dealt with their
fate.
-----------
Stephen and I made the rounds at the older kid’s area and then down to
the younger kids. Everyone one of their faces stuck in my head. All
their hobbies, their pets names, everything.
Caroline liked to make snow angels and chase her dog Hunter.
Kevin hated Brussels sprouts but loved green beans.
They told me and Steph the randomnest things but they were great to
know about a child.
-----------
We got back to the Castle about 3 pm and had Ricky, Kylee and the guys
over.
"Well you three have fun sunning yourself, we're gonna go play
soccer, over there." Sam said dribbling to ball in place.
"Alright, leave, we have to talk anyways." I said, shooing them away.
"What could you possibly have to talk about Ms. Socialite?" Marc
teased. I flipped him off and laid down on my lounge chair in front
of the pool.
"Go away." the guys laughed and jogged shirtless towards their
'field'. Ricky and Ky laid down on their lounges beside me.
"So what's up Taylor?" Ricky asked when we had all settled.
"Oh nothing. I just wanted the guys to go away. They've been
surrounding me for a while now. Fresh air." we laughed and I took a
nice deep breath. I let it out and looked down at my stomach.
My baby bump still hasn't gone away so I was still have to wear the
tankini's but no one said anything about it.
"No, no go away." I whispered to myself, referring to the nausea and
dizziness that just hit. I clamped my hand over my mouth and ran to
the outdoor bathroom. I vomited for a few minutes and when I was
finished I sat against the back of the stall and started crying.
I'm not sure why I was crying though. The pain was still there, the
baby bump, the nausea, the vomiting. That's supposed to be gone right?
-----------
It never did go away. That's why I'm getting checked out by doc now.
It's December 1st and I'm in immense pain. Toe curling, God cursing, pain.
"Stephen! Make it stop! Please just make it stop!!" I screamed. I
didn't see his expression because I clamped my eyelids shut and
screamed bloody murder.
"He's trying baby, he's trying." Steph nervously cooed. My eyes opened
and I glared at him.
"Doc! Damn it, do something!" Steph yelled.
Bonnie and Liam were standing in the door way watching with worried
face while Ricky and Ky held my right hand. The boys were behind
Stephen and away from doc who was poking around in my crotch.
"Dear lord..." I heard Doc say through my cries.
"What?!" we all yelled.
"Taylor's in labor. . ."
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