"I'm sorry, Jezebel but there's nothing we can do for her here anymore." Dr. Lawless said with a grim expression on his face.
"What do you mean you can't do anything for her anymore, this is the best facility in the entire United States." I whisper- shout at the doctor not wanting to wake up Nadya.
"This can't be happening again. First my family then her family, and now HER?!" I rub my hands across my face unsure of what to do now.
"I suggest you make her as comfortable as possible for these last couple of months. She most likely has about four months left." The doctor says with a sympathetic smile on his face.
"No." I say, "She is going to live. She deserves to live an I am going to make her live if it is the last thing I do. I will find a way." I snarl at this doctor who has so easily signed my best friend's death warrent.
I am Jezebel Clark and I am going to make my best friend Nadya LIVE.