Don't leave me behind.

3. I can't lose you.

After about fifteen minutes, the nurse came and got becky who was dressed in a new hospital gown.
Kissing freen goodbye before being taken away was the hardest thing to do in a moment like this.

freen tried to be strong in front of becky but when she was taken to surgery, freen walked to the car, shut the door and screamed.
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reen couldn’t help but be angry with God or whoever was up there
“what the fuck, not becky.MY BECKY ”

freen was screaming and crying and she didn’t care who saw or heard.
she was feeling guilty, the fact that she had decided that she would break up with Becky hours ago, and she was already thinking about moving in with her family until she found a place to move.

freen practically had snot dripping down ber entire face and her knuckles were sore from punching the steering wheel when she got a call from a nurse saying becky was in recovery now and that she could go see her.
freen looked in the rearview mirror at her face and wiped the snot off her nose and hopped out of the car.
she knew she looked awful, her eyes were swollen, her face was slightly pink from crying and she was constantly sniffling but all she cared about was seeing becky.

Walking through the doors made freen sick to her stomach knowing this was about to become her second home with becky.
freen walked into the room that he was directed too and saw becky sleeping.
Luckily, she looked peaceful, not in pain one bit, which calmed freen for what felt like half a second.

“she ’ll be awake shortly, he’she's still sleeping from the sedation hun”
a nurse smiled as she left the two to be alone in the room.

freen pulled a chair up to becky bedside and grabbed her hand as she rubbed the tops of her hand with her thumb freen couldn’t help but start crying.

“I can’t lose you”
freen whispered, thinking becky was still asleep.
becky had slightly woken up but wouldn’t admit that she heard that, she didn’t want to talk about the fact that she could die from this.

After a few more minutes becky opened her eyes and smiled at freen.
becky spoke sleepily “hey there.”
freen chuckled at the simplicity of becky greeting after all that had gone on within the past two hours.

“I want to go home”
becky whimpered back sadly as she hided her eyes to avoid the pity look in freen eyes.

“Let me see if we can go home”
freen pecked becky on the forehead before she got up from the chair to look for a nurse.

As freen spoke to the nurse about becky all that was going on in her head was:
“I know it’s killing becky to be the vulnerable one for once”
and freen couldn’t help but feel sad about that. she knew becky was going to need her now more than ever.

When the nurse walked back into the room she explained that the biopsy could take a few days to come back and from there is when they would decide what was going to happen.

becky seemed to understand and react pretty well considerin freen  was constantly trying not to explode into a puddle of tears.

After a short while, and some paperwork/discharge instructions later, the two were headed back to their home in which they obviously shared together.
On the way home becky fell asleep with her head against the window, and freen drove with one hand as she held becky hand with the other.

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