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PART ONE

I hated hospital food. It doesn't taste like real food…it doesn't look like real food. Even for the patients it didn't taste right. But, this was the first time in a while I had actually gotten to eat "real" food, so I was planning on enjoying it.

Well…as much as you could enjoy apple juice and toast. I was slowly finishing it when my doctor came in. "Hello, Bella. How are you feeling today?"

"Much better, Dr. Cullen. I may actually be able to keep my food down today," I said with a smile. I looked over at my mom and could see her smile wasn't quite as bright. For some reason, Mom had never liked Dr. Cullen. She said there was something strange about him. He was the best doctor around though…so I wasn't going to complain.

He came over and was looking at my numbers when I felt it. I winced and my Mom knew what it meant. She hurried and ran to my side with the pan as I threw up. It lasted probably 5 minutes. Seemed much longer. Dr. Cullen and I sighed together. So much for eating.

"This is expected with chemotherapy and I know you're well aware of that. But, it may put the Leukemia into remission, and that's what's important. Your heart rate and blood pressure are very good today. As well as your oxygen level. You just have a few more rounds of chemo to go and if everything keeps looking good, you may be able to be discharged fairly soon. Then you can just do follow-ups with your doctor in Arizona." I know Mom liked the sound of that. Things were getting tense with Charlie.

My Mom left Charlie when I was two. I had gone and seen him however for two weeks every summer up until a few years back. He lives up in Forks, Washington…the rainiest place in the continental US. But, when Charlie found out I had Leukemia, he immediately said he knew a great doctor who would take care of me up here. My family doctor down in Arizona had already told me I needed to see an Oncologist, and Charlie said Dr. Cullen was the best around. So Mom flew us up here and we've been staying at Charlie's. Coming up to the hospital one week at a time to get the treatment.

I had acute Leukemia, which meant it got me sick very fast and the faster I got treatment, the better. It had a good chance of going into remission, which was good. Even though they can't really cure it, it's nice to know I won't have to sit around on the couch dying for the rest of my life. The chemo kind of sucked though. I lost most of my hair…which took me forever to grow out and I found to be my one redeeming quality. And I was tired and sick a lot. But, it was all worth it.

We had found out I was sick about five months ago. I had lost fifteen pounds very suddenly and kept having headaches. When the doctor came into the room with the results, Mom nearly cried. I hadn't, well not in front of her. I prided myself on being the strong one, and I planned to keep it that way.

My chemo schedule was one full week of treatments and then three weeks of rest. This was my fifth round. They administered it through IV…I would have preferred the pills but this was way more effective. I couldn't stand to make mom watch, so she always went out when they gave me the medicine.

"Bella would you like us to give you some nausea medicine?" Dr. Cullen asked.

"That would be great, thank you." He walked out and I could tell mom was on edge. "You are so paranoid Mom. He isn't like Dracula or anything. He's the best doctor around." I was trying to reassure her, though I knew it was completely pointless. Renee was going to believe whatever she wanted to.

"I know, sweetie. But, I just cant get over this feeling in the pit of my stomach," Mom said. She was biting her nails…again. I got that horrible habit from her unfortunately.

"You read way too many horror novels. He's fine." The nurse came in with a smile and a small cup of water in one hand and a smaller cup of pills in the other. I hurried up and took them. One good thing about the nausea medicine was it knocked me out. In about 35 minutes I would be asleep and for a few short hours I would be oblivious to the illness I had.

PART TWO

I was 5 and I was dancing. I was in the old ballet studio where Mom made me go take ballet lessons. I was the biggest klutz in the world so needless to say it didn't last long. However, in this dream I was actually doing quite well. I hadn't fallen down once. It was just me in the studio and my eyes were closed. I was twirling in circles in my pink sparkly tut-tut, my long brown hair spinning with me.

There was soft music playing in the background…a piano. I had grown up hearing lots of classical music but this wasn't a song I was accustomed to. For what seemed like mere minutes I was twirling in the same circle…I had to get dizzy at some point cause I sat down.

When I stood back up I was the age I was now. My hair was down to my waist and I was twirling again. I obviously didn't have Leukemia in this dream. And for that, I thankful. The end to the piano woke me.

It was dark. I could have sworn it was the middle of the day when I had fallen asleep. How long had I been out? As if she had read my mind Mom came over and smiled at me.

"Hey sleepyhead, you were out for a good 5 hours there. Feel better?" 5 hours? Oh my gosh. I hadn't slept that long in a while. And usually when I wake up I'm sick. I actually didn't feel so bad this time.

"Actually yeah I do. I was having the best dream-" The piano was starting again. It was the same music from my dream. "Mom, what song is that? I could hear it in my dream and couldn't figure out which classical song it was."

"Actually, I'm not sure. I think it's an original composition. I wasn't aware there was a piano on this floor." I smiled and closed my eyes again. It felt like I was in the dream again except I wasn't going to get up and dance anytime soon. I had already bruised and broke bones easily before…now I know it'd be impossible to not. I suddenly felt really sleepy, the chemo was taking a lot out of me this time.

"Mom, why don't you go back to Charlie's for the night? I think I'm just going to sleep again. The nurses will take care of me you have no need to worry. And I don't want for you to have to sleep on that couch again." The last thing I needed was to be worried about her and me at the same time. And she knew I would and she knew it wouldn't help my situation at all. She nodded and kissed my forehead and left.

15 minutes later the nurse came and when she opened my door I could hear the music much better. It was truly beautiful, it was like a lullaby.

"Who is that playing the piano?" I asked her as she gave me more nausea medicine…I knew I soon would be dreaming of dancing again.

"Oh, that's Dr. Cullen's son, Edward. He comes up here every now and then…I think he's around your age." She checked my vitals and left. Edward's beautiful masterpiece lulled me to sleep.

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