Soon

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" How are you doing now?" Danny asked looking very concerned.

" Getting better," I answered looking at her and then at my arm full of IV syringes. " How long do I have left to stay in this place?"

" Just wait for doc to give instructions. I hope you aren't thinking of sneaking out again. You got us all worried!" she said tucking in my bed sheet.

" I won't, trust me!" I said as I turned to face the window.

My mom had been outside for a couple of hours and when she came back, her eyes were puffy and her hair looked quite dishevelled. She grabbed a chair and sat facing the ward bathroom.

" Mom, won't you say anything?" I asked waiting for her to answer me.

It took her around fifteen minutes before she turned her chair to look at me.

" Mom!??"

" Diane.." she sniffled and quickly wiped a tear before it went farther than her cheekbone.

" Yes mom."

" Dr. D has your results and I don't think I have the strength to tell you," she says as she walks up to me and tightly hugs me.

" Mom.. I.. Need.. To.. Breathe..," I struggle to say. " Ow! Sorry baby girl!"

Why was she acting so weird? What does Dr. DeLeah have to say? Where is dad?

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" There she is, my best patient," Dr. D said as he walked into my room.

" Hey doc, mum told me you have received my results. I am tired of waiting! This place is starting to make me more sick! I need to go home! Whatever it is, I know I'll be able to swallow it!" I said as I tried so hard to sit up but all that was eventful was drops of sweat trickling down from my forehead.

Once he sits on my bed and places his hand on my ankle, I got chills. I started biting my nails and whenever I bit my nails, something was definitely wrong.

" Diane, you are a very strong girl and one of my best patients. Promise me something," he said as he perused through papers in his file.

" Can you just start talking, I'm getting rather impatient shishh!" I shouted.

Mom, Danny and Doc suddenly looked at me and that is when it hit me that I shouted at my doctor. If he wanted, he would easily kill me by scraping my name off his patient list.

Taking deep breaths, I whispered, " I am so sorry Dr. D. I am just too anxious to hear my test results."

" Diane, you'll be no more," Doc said tapping my ankle and left the room.

" Mom, what is Dr. D saying? Mom please tell me this is a joke! Why aren't you saying anything?" I questioned as I sat up felling all the pain in the world.

" Hush honey. What Mr. DeLeah has said is true. You need to be strong Diane. We are leaving the hospital tomorrow," she said as she marched out of my room wiping her tears.

I suddenly felt as if the walls drew in closer to my body. I struggled to breath and for once I felt my world breaking like brittle glass before my eyes.

         I am dying!!

I am leaving, soon.