We went to a small room Sara was preparing the apparatus for the blood extraction.

Saying it made an uneasy feeling crawl through my body.

"This won't take too long. All I need is a sample of your blood and then we can have the results shortly after," he said as he put on gloves and injected a needle in my arm to get the blood sample.

"That will be all. You can head back to the office and I will join you and your brother shortly after with the results."

I nodded and stood up as I headed back to the office where James was hunched over his phone with a huge grin on his face.

"I'm going to go with my gut on this one and say you are texting Lisa," I said with a smirk as I plopped down on my previous seat.

His head snapped in my direction before he hastily shoved his phone in his pocket. "I didn't hear you come back."

"That might be because you were preoccupied with someone," I answered rolling my eyes.

"How was it? You know....getting your blood taken."

"It's a long needle being injected into your skin, you tell me how that is," I said raising my eyebrow at him in question.

"Oh! Sorry I forgot," he answered with an awkward cackle.

"It's-" before I could reply, Dr. Dave walked into the room with an envelope in his hand.

"I have the results."

I felt my breath get logged in my throat at those very words.

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"Before I tell you what the results say, I suggest you call your parents and have them come over or you could have them on the line to listen in as well," he said. "Either way is better."

James grabbed his phone from his pocket and quickly dialed dad's line but it went to voicemail. He then tried mum's line and it went through and he put her on speaker.

"Hey honey!"

"Mum we're at the hospital and we're about to find out the results of Alexis' blood test," he said.

There was a long pause from mum before I heard her take in a shaky breathe.

"And what do they say?" her voice was so small and fragile that I felt extremely bad for everything.

"That's what we are about to find out," he answered. "Can you tell us now?" he asked Dr. Dave.

"I know you told me you have been taking your medication as I had prescribed which is a good thing," he started as he handed the envelope to James who tore into it faster than humanly possible.

"As you can see from her blood sample, the abnormal cells are gradually increasing which is not a good thing at all."

James stared at the results in the envelope so hard as if that would change them in the slightest.

"As a result, more and more of the normal red blood cells are being replaced and the abnormal cells are getting wedged in the arteries preventing the normal cells from trying to transport what little oxygen they can carry which is leading to the immerse pain you've been feeling lately," he said looking at me sadly.

"And what does that mean?" my mum asked from the other end of the phone. For a few minutes I had forgotten she was listening to everything.

"He means she doesn't have that much time left mum," James answered. "She is going to die."

"Is that true Dave?" mum asked again.

"Yes that is correct Kate. Without the chemo or regular blood transfusions, her body will continue to grow weaker and weaker as more abnormal cells are produced until her body completely shuts down and stops functioning."

"Is there anything that can be done?" mum asked sobbing.

"If we can get her back on her treatment as we wait for a donor, then there might be a possibility of her living longer," Dr. Dave answered.

"But what if I don't go back on the treatment?" I asked after being quiet for a long time.

"Then you may only have a few months, weeks or even days at most."

"But even if I do go back on chemo and the regular blood transfusions that doesn't mean I will find a donor, does it?" I asked. "It just simply means I'm delaying the inevitable and pretending that everything is okay when it's not. So no, I will not go back on the treatment."

"I knew you would say that and that's why what I have to say next won't sound good," Dr. Dave said sighing.

"Because the sickle cells are multiplying at an abnormal rate and you are not on any form of treatment other than the droxia pills and the vitamins, the only option we have left is to keep you hospitalised until the inevitable happens," he said.

I felt all the oxygen within me get knocked out and I couldn't breath anymore. Everything was spinning.

"I....you mean I have to drop out of school in my senior year?" I asked hoping I had heard him wrong.

"Yes! I am sorry but it's for the best. We don't know how long the drugs will keep working and we do not want to risk it as of now because you're at a very crucial stage."

"I can't, I won't drop out of school," I shouted as I stood up from my chair. "I just got asked be the salutatorian of my class and I will not miss my own graduation."

"It doesn't matter what you want now Alexis," James spoke, "you made your choice to stop treatment and God knows if you will even make it to your damned graduation. You chose this and now you'll have to deal with the bloody consequences," he said and then stormed out of the office leaving his phone on the table.

I stood there staring at where he stood before finally breaking down completely.

"I am sorry Alexis but James is right, you need to accept the fact that you might not make it that long," Dr. Dave spoke softly. "I will have someone prepare a room for you and then let your parents fill out the paperwork once they get here."

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