"Well, I'll see you at five," Amy said quietly, not knowing what else to
say.
"Hmm?" Ephram said, "Oh, you mean the Christmas party?"
"Yes," Amy said.
"All right," Ephram said. She took the Ephram's gift and left. Ephram watched her leave.
Why did I promise Amy we would go to the party? Ephram wondered.
He had no idea how he would tell his father. And besides he didn't feel like going to a party in the first place.
I must be insane, he thought.
Ephram closed the door and turned to go back inside the house.
***
Amy walked home, carrying the gift from Ephram. She knew she had to help her dad get ready for the Christmas party.
And she didn't know what was bothering Ephram. His features had a drawn pale look to them. He had looked sad.
Amy opened the door to her house and almost ran into Brigtt.
"Sorry!" Amy said to her brother. She stopped and looked at Brigtt closely.
"You okay?" she asked worriedly.
"Yeah," Brigtt said, "Fine." But he didn't look it. Brigtt had been sick all the time lately. And Amy was afraid. Very afraid. Amy sighed.
Everything in her life was wrong lately.
She walked to the tree and set Ephram's gift under the tree. Her dad walked in behind her.
"Amy," he said, "I need your help setting up for the party. I won't be here. I'm taking Brigtt to the hospital."
"What?" Amy asked startled. Amy had a bad feeling about this.
"Well I took a blood test. It's not good, Amy. Brigtt might have cancer." Dr. Abbott said hesitantly.
Amy's heart seized.
She stood there frozen.
"No," she said, "No." It was barely a whisper.
"It's not for sure." But Amy could see it in her dad's eyes. It was for sure.
Amy felt a tear come out. This will be the worst Christmas ever, Amy thought.
Nothing could compare.
"I'm coming with you," Amy announced.
"Amy, you can't. I need your help for the party. I will be back in time for the party. Besides tomorrow is when we'll get the results. I might be a couple hours late." Dr. Abbott said.
"Come on, Brigtt, let's go."
Which left Amy all alone at her house in shock and disbelief.
She wanted to call someone. To share her pain.
Ephram, Amy thought. She walked over to the phone and dialed his number.
The phone rang three times before Ephram picked it up.
"Hello," Ephram's voice was barely above a whisper. He sounded exhausted to Amy. But he hadn't been like that when she was over. Or had he been? Amy had been to relived at his apology to notice.
"You okay?" she asked Ephram immediately.
"Yeah, I guess. You?" Ephram said hearing the pain in Amy's voice.
"Oh, Ephram. It's Brigtt. I know you guys don't like each other, but," Amy trailed off.
"What is it?" Ephram asked.
"Oh, he has cancer," Amy's was sobbing while she said this. Her breathing was shaking.
"Amy. I'll be there right away," he whispered.
"Okay," Amy managed to choke out.
***
Fifteen minutes later Amy heard the door ring. She opened it quickly. And ran into Ephram's waiting arms. He held her in a hug.
"It's okay Amy." Ephram said. "I'm here." Amy was too choked up to speak.
Amy frowned while they held each other. Ephram was hot to touch. Too hot. When she had composed herself a little, Amy stepped back and looked at Ephram's face look. His eyes looked glassy. His features pale. He looked like he could barely stand up. She felt his forehead, immediately.
He was definitely hot.
"Ephram!" she exclaimed. "You feel okay?"
Ephram shook his head. He didn't. Not really. He was exhausted. And cold. Amy noticed his shivering. She frowned at that.
He was burning up. Amy wondered how he could be cold.
Chills, she thought. Chills and a fever.
"Come inside," Amy said. Ephram plopped down on a couch exhausted. Amy looked at him in worry.
"Want me to call your dad?" Amy asked.
Ephram didn't reply. And Amy realized that he had fallen asleep.
"I'd better," Amy muttered to herself. He should be at his house, resting.
But he came here for you. He risked his health for you, Amy thought.
She glanced at his figure.
Did she love Colin or Ephram?
Author's note: Who does Amy love? Ephram or Colin? Find out! And please read and review. Your reviews are helpful. Thanxs!
"Hmm?" Ephram said, "Oh, you mean the Christmas party?"
"Yes," Amy said.
"All right," Ephram said. She took the Ephram's gift and left. Ephram watched her leave.
Why did I promise Amy we would go to the party? Ephram wondered.
He had no idea how he would tell his father. And besides he didn't feel like going to a party in the first place.
I must be insane, he thought.
Ephram closed the door and turned to go back inside the house.
***
Amy walked home, carrying the gift from Ephram. She knew she had to help her dad get ready for the Christmas party.
And she didn't know what was bothering Ephram. His features had a drawn pale look to them. He had looked sad.
Amy opened the door to her house and almost ran into Brigtt.
"Sorry!" Amy said to her brother. She stopped and looked at Brigtt closely.
"You okay?" she asked worriedly.
"Yeah," Brigtt said, "Fine." But he didn't look it. Brigtt had been sick all the time lately. And Amy was afraid. Very afraid. Amy sighed.
Everything in her life was wrong lately.
She walked to the tree and set Ephram's gift under the tree. Her dad walked in behind her.
"Amy," he said, "I need your help setting up for the party. I won't be here. I'm taking Brigtt to the hospital."
"What?" Amy asked startled. Amy had a bad feeling about this.
"Well I took a blood test. It's not good, Amy. Brigtt might have cancer." Dr. Abbott said hesitantly.
Amy's heart seized.
She stood there frozen.
"No," she said, "No." It was barely a whisper.
"It's not for sure." But Amy could see it in her dad's eyes. It was for sure.
Amy felt a tear come out. This will be the worst Christmas ever, Amy thought.
Nothing could compare.
"I'm coming with you," Amy announced.
"Amy, you can't. I need your help for the party. I will be back in time for the party. Besides tomorrow is when we'll get the results. I might be a couple hours late." Dr. Abbott said.
"Come on, Brigtt, let's go."
Which left Amy all alone at her house in shock and disbelief.
She wanted to call someone. To share her pain.
Ephram, Amy thought. She walked over to the phone and dialed his number.
The phone rang three times before Ephram picked it up.
"Hello," Ephram's voice was barely above a whisper. He sounded exhausted to Amy. But he hadn't been like that when she was over. Or had he been? Amy had been to relived at his apology to notice.
"You okay?" she asked Ephram immediately.
"Yeah, I guess. You?" Ephram said hearing the pain in Amy's voice.
"Oh, Ephram. It's Brigtt. I know you guys don't like each other, but," Amy trailed off.
"What is it?" Ephram asked.
"Oh, he has cancer," Amy's was sobbing while she said this. Her breathing was shaking.
"Amy. I'll be there right away," he whispered.
"Okay," Amy managed to choke out.
***
Fifteen minutes later Amy heard the door ring. She opened it quickly. And ran into Ephram's waiting arms. He held her in a hug.
"It's okay Amy." Ephram said. "I'm here." Amy was too choked up to speak.
Amy frowned while they held each other. Ephram was hot to touch. Too hot. When she had composed herself a little, Amy stepped back and looked at Ephram's face look. His eyes looked glassy. His features pale. He looked like he could barely stand up. She felt his forehead, immediately.
He was definitely hot.
"Ephram!" she exclaimed. "You feel okay?"
Ephram shook his head. He didn't. Not really. He was exhausted. And cold. Amy noticed his shivering. She frowned at that.
He was burning up. Amy wondered how he could be cold.
Chills, she thought. Chills and a fever.
"Come inside," Amy said. Ephram plopped down on a couch exhausted. Amy looked at him in worry.
"Want me to call your dad?" Amy asked.
Ephram didn't reply. And Amy realized that he had fallen asleep.
"I'd better," Amy muttered to herself. He should be at his house, resting.
But he came here for you. He risked his health for you, Amy thought.
She glanced at his figure.
Did she love Colin or Ephram?
Author's note: Who does Amy love? Ephram or Colin? Find out! And please read and review. Your reviews are helpful. Thanxs!
