This is the 1st chapter of 'Scarred'. I hope you like it and think that it is worth a review.

Danielle POV

Chapter 1

I sat there, in the doctors office, appalled at the news I was hearing. How could this be true? How could we be sat here, being told this awful, dreadful news? This life changing, disastrous news. I couldn't imagine this becoming a reality. This was a nightmare.

I gazed over to Ronnie. She was sat on the chair, her hands clasped to the sides of the chair. She sat completely still, frozen to the spot, unable to move an inch. I peered closer into her face. She was looking down, making it harder for me to judge her expression.

"Ronnie?" it was the way I said it, the way I seemed to state it, it terrified even my soul. Seemingly my words, shaky, uneven and frightened, stated my fear, my horror and this horror and fear began to pass on to the people around me. Ronnie looked up at me. I closed my eyes, tears trickling from my eyes and down past my cheeks. I wished I hadn't spoke, I wished I hadn't uttered a single word. My utterance only stated that this was, in fact, horribly true.

I continued to squeeze my eyes shut, focusing not on the situation, but on the look on Ronnie's poor, shocked face. Here face had been rigid, unmoveable. She kept her mouth fixed in the same position, worried and confused. Mascara and eye liner was flowing down her cheeks, yet she didn't seem to care. Her eyes seemed to scream out in terror, in fear, in pain. I could sense the worry, the confusion, the sudden thought of 'what if I die'. I let out a slightly cry of fear as this thought crossed my mind. What if she did die? How would I ever cope? How could I ever go on without Ronnie, my mother, by my side?

I flicked open my eyes in a quick, sharp motion. I gulped, a lump forming in my throat as I attempted to prevent myself shedding more tears.

"I understand this may be difficult..." the doctor interfered with my thoughts, luring me back to reality in a steady drift. I almost scoffed as the doctor uttered these words. Difficult? He underestimated how difficult this was to even imagine! He underestimated how difficult it was yet to become....

The doctor never received a reply. He simply got an unimpressed grunt from Ronnie who was seemingly comprehending what I was thinking and complete silence from myself.

"What you have to understand is that you two must stay strong. Work together as a family. Miss Mitchell, with love and support from your family and friends, you have more chance of surviving".

"Really?" I was surprised and yet still, somehow I doubted him. The doctor stuttered, hesitated then continued with his next comment.

"Everyone attempting to conquer this illness needs to have hope. They need to be aware of the risks and possibilities but lets me honest here, everyone battling this illness needs to have faith, they need to pray for the best. Hope, Miss Mitchell", the doctor sighed.

Ronnie and I were quiet, soundless, afraid of any next movement, noise or human presence. It seemed as though both of us just needed to be shut out from the world, to be given some time apart from the thought of this. The thoughts of everything. I sighed, my sigh resulting in a few dozen more tears rolling gently down my cheeks. I edged closer to Ronnie, determined to show my support and encouragement.

"We're going to get through this, Ronnie", I gently set my hand down on hers and squeezed it tightly, hoping it would make her feel better, safer. With her free hand, Ronnie wiped at the loose tears almost angrily then set her free hand on top of mine as I had done hers.

"But..." Ronnie cried, "it's..it's cancer". It was as if she had lost all hope already. Her voice faded halfway through the sentence, tears forbidding her to speak a few more words. But it wasn't just her, even I shuddered as she uttered the very word that would scar me for the rest of my life...cancer. The word seemed evil. The word screamed destruction. It was the word that may tear our lives apart completely.

I swallowed hard. I needed to be strong. If there was going to be anyone to stand by Ronnie's side through this...it was me.

"No, Ronnie", I wiped odd tears from my eyes and took a deep breath, "We're going to get through this...I promise. I will make sure of it". It shocked me how certain and sure I seemed. I regretted making the promise from the second it slipped out. The promise was not mine to make. Ronnie's future wasn't in my hands. I had no control over the situation whatsoever. For all I knew, this could end in a disaster...

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