At this, Shawn jumped, and raised his eyes, and his eyebrows, to the top of his head. Jon had never shouted like that, and it had sent his ears ringing. For such a quiet person, Jon could probably hold his own in a screaming match. As Shawn raised his eyes, he knew what he was hiding, his eyes were sunken, had grey circles under his eyes. He had been sleeping, but the illness really took a lot out of him. He knew now from research that he had a disease called Luekemia, and it had been at stage 1 when he had begun the dizzy spells. He looked into Jon's eyes, and…
Jon looked directly into Shawn's eyes and gasped.
"Shawn, what happened!" Jon stood up alarmed. Shawn looked like death itself. He looked like he hadn't eaten properly in days come to think of it. He'd known something was wrong, but he never thought it could be this wrong.
"Why would you care, you didn't sign the adoption papers when you had the chance! I honestly didn't think you'd want to deal with something like this. When my dad left, all my hope of having a real family left along with him."
"No matter what you may think Shawn, I've never stopped caring about you. I filed for medical and life insurance under my name for you. I would have told you on your birthday this year, but considering the circumstances. Shawn, I can't believe you kept something this terrible a secret for so long. You could have come tome at anytime, I understand now why you didn't, but how were you able to hide this? Weren't you scared of dying? What if you had passed out in the hallway, no one would have been there to know what was going on. I'm so sorry." Jon spoke so softly, this last sentence was barely audible, but Shawn heard it. This one sentence surprised him so that he just hugged his teacher and father figure right there. Jon then asked the hardest question of all, "What do you have?" "I did some research on my own, I found the symptoms are directly related to Leukemia."
"Oh God, no no, this can't be happening." Jon whispered as he hugged Shawn to him. His heart wept for the boy in his arms. He would have to check with a doctor before going any further. His knees felt weak, but he moved Shawn over to the couch, and laid down with the now sleeping boy in his arms. He felt cold, lost, and alone just thinking about Shawn not being there with him. Jonathan Turner spent the night crying himself into a restless and fitful sleep, trying to figure out what to do for Shawn in the morning.