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is mine, and other characters, but that's it.
Chapter 14: The Opportunity
It had been a few days and Emma was not getting any better. We rarely left the hospital fearing that when
we did, Emma would regain consciousness and we would miss an opportunity to talk to her. She didn't
wake up very often, and when she did she was usually only up for a few minutes. We were in her room,
watching her, deciding where to go for dinner, even though none of us really had an appetite, when one of
Emma's doctors came in. "I have good news." The doctor said. We all took our eyes off Emma and stared at
the doctor. "W-what is it?" Adam managed to choke out. "With chemotherapy, Emma has a much greater
chance at living." He said smiling. The only other one smiling in the room was Jesse. "How much greater?"
I asked him. "About 50% greater than before." He said. "That's about a 65% chance overall." "That's still
not much though." Shalimar said disappointed. "But its much better than before." The doctor explained.
"Ok." I started. "Let us talk about it, privately." "Not a problem." He said, then left the room. "That's
great!" Jesse was the first to speak. "Its worth a shot, I mean it can't hurt her, right?" Shalimar suggested.
Me and Adam looked at each other, thinking the same thing. "What is it?" Jesse asked, sounding concerned.
"Jes," I started, but had to pause for a second because I got choked up. "Jesse, its just that," I didn't know
how to say this, especially to him. "65% isn't much of a chance still and," I had to pause once more, seeing
the horror in Jesse's face. "as you may or may not remember," I wished I could just spill this out, but word
by word, it became harder and harder. "we don't have," why couldn't I do this? I was becoming really
choked up now and tears started to form in my eyes. Despite it all, I managed to blurt out the rest. "much
money, anymore." I was glad I finished saying that, but I looked at Jesse and regretted ever saying it. Adam,
seeing that I needed the support, nodded in agreement. Shalimar looked at us in awe but a second later
realized it had to be this way and nodded shyly too. Jesse looked from me, to Adam, to Shalimar, and said "I
don't believe this!" tears started running down his checks and he was obviously angry and terrified. "Jesse,"
Shalimar started while taking a step towards him. "No!" he cried, not wanting any of us near him. "You
guys are all cruel! I can't believe you would jus let her die like this!" he was screaming as tears were
flowing down his face in a waterfall of hurt. Me and Adam had tears in our eyes from watching Jesse and
Shalimar had tear running slowly down her face. "Jesse, its not like we want to do this!" I said in a
uncontrollable raised tone. "Yes you do!" he shouted back. "Its your fault!" he said pointing at me. I didn't
understand him at first but he continued. "If you weren't such a low life criminal, you could have gotten a
job, and we would've had enough money to pay for chemo!" he yelled, louder than I ever heard him yell. I
knew he didn't mean what he said, but I couldn't help but notice he was right. I suddenly felt ashamed, and
my heart exploded with guilt. Shal and Adam looked at me and could sense the pain in my eyes, but before
they could say anything, Jesse pointed at me again and yelled, "I hate you! I hate you Brennan! I wish you
had to die! Not Emma!" he busted into tears at the sound of her name and I took off out of the room.
Chapter 14: The Opportunity
It had been a few days and Emma was not getting any better. We rarely left the hospital fearing that when
we did, Emma would regain consciousness and we would miss an opportunity to talk to her. She didn't
wake up very often, and when she did she was usually only up for a few minutes. We were in her room,
watching her, deciding where to go for dinner, even though none of us really had an appetite, when one of
Emma's doctors came in. "I have good news." The doctor said. We all took our eyes off Emma and stared at
the doctor. "W-what is it?" Adam managed to choke out. "With chemotherapy, Emma has a much greater
chance at living." He said smiling. The only other one smiling in the room was Jesse. "How much greater?"
I asked him. "About 50% greater than before." He said. "That's about a 65% chance overall." "That's still
not much though." Shalimar said disappointed. "But its much better than before." The doctor explained.
"Ok." I started. "Let us talk about it, privately." "Not a problem." He said, then left the room. "That's
great!" Jesse was the first to speak. "Its worth a shot, I mean it can't hurt her, right?" Shalimar suggested.
Me and Adam looked at each other, thinking the same thing. "What is it?" Jesse asked, sounding concerned.
"Jes," I started, but had to pause for a second because I got choked up. "Jesse, its just that," I didn't know
how to say this, especially to him. "65% isn't much of a chance still and," I had to pause once more, seeing
the horror in Jesse's face. "as you may or may not remember," I wished I could just spill this out, but word
by word, it became harder and harder. "we don't have," why couldn't I do this? I was becoming really
choked up now and tears started to form in my eyes. Despite it all, I managed to blurt out the rest. "much
money, anymore." I was glad I finished saying that, but I looked at Jesse and regretted ever saying it. Adam,
seeing that I needed the support, nodded in agreement. Shalimar looked at us in awe but a second later
realized it had to be this way and nodded shyly too. Jesse looked from me, to Adam, to Shalimar, and said "I
don't believe this!" tears started running down his checks and he was obviously angry and terrified. "Jesse,"
Shalimar started while taking a step towards him. "No!" he cried, not wanting any of us near him. "You
guys are all cruel! I can't believe you would jus let her die like this!" he was screaming as tears were
flowing down his face in a waterfall of hurt. Me and Adam had tears in our eyes from watching Jesse and
Shalimar had tear running slowly down her face. "Jesse, its not like we want to do this!" I said in a
uncontrollable raised tone. "Yes you do!" he shouted back. "Its your fault!" he said pointing at me. I didn't
understand him at first but he continued. "If you weren't such a low life criminal, you could have gotten a
job, and we would've had enough money to pay for chemo!" he yelled, louder than I ever heard him yell. I
knew he didn't mean what he said, but I couldn't help but notice he was right. I suddenly felt ashamed, and
my heart exploded with guilt. Shal and Adam looked at me and could sense the pain in my eyes, but before
they could say anything, Jesse pointed at me again and yelled, "I hate you! I hate you Brennan! I wish you
had to die! Not Emma!" he busted into tears at the sound of her name and I took off out of the room.