Alrighty, next chapter. For those of you confused, the bruises are only
from the leukemia, no ones been hitting Rory. I've kind of hit this weird
block like I hit in the Harry Potter fic I'm writing with my friend, where
I know how it's going to end, and everything that's going to happen, I'm
just not quite sure how to get it there.anyways, figured I should put in
another disclaimer thing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore girls, or much of anything else for that matter. I don't ever really own Doctor Paul. Actually, his name just kind of randomly came to me, and I remembered later that a book a read had a Doctor Paul in it (you should read it to, the flowers in the attic series by V. C. Andrews) So basically I own nothing, and I'm not creative enough to come up with any of my own characters.
And I've decided Rory is 18, and it's just like she and Dean stayed together, and she's getting married to him right out of high school instead of Lindsay. Rory still has feelings for Jess, and the kiss still happened, and don't Rory, I'm gonna get rid of Dean soon, I just have to set it up. That'll probably happen next chapter, then it's Jess all the way
Oh, and this'll probably be the last chapter for a week or so, because I'm leaving for the beach on Sunday, and my friends coming in from Louisiana tonight, and I haven't seen her for a year, but I promise I'll write at the beach! Sorry for the loooong A/N!
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He had to be kidding. Now I really was dreaming. I had to be, I just had to. This couldn't be real. But unfortunately my mom's voice dragged my back to reality.
"There must be some mistake! A mix up in charts, a faulty test, something!"
"I'm sorry Ms. Gilmore, but there is no mistake," Dr Paul said, understanding and compassion filling his voice. "Would you like some time you yourself, or would you like me to tell you some more?"
"I want you to get your- " My mom began to yell before I cut in, surprising her and myself.
"Could you tell me some more?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the answer.
"Rory, your white blood cell count is *extremely* high," Doctor Paul began. "You have acute myeloid leukemia; acute means that the cancer came suddenly and is increasing rapidly, meaning we need to start treatment right away."
"Treatment?" My mom asked.
"Yes, we will have to start Rory on chemotherapy tomorrow. There will be side effects, of course; nausea, poor appetite, fatigue, weight loss, hair loss..."
"And this chemotherapy is supposed to be helping?!"
"Ms. Gilmore, it is going to save your daughter"
My brain was trying to process all of this. Nothing had ever prepared me for something as big as this. I couldn't grasp it. IT was just... It couldn't be possible. This couldn't really be happening to me. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Dr. Paul's voice.
"We will be moving Rory to a more permanent room- "
"I'm staying here?" I interrupted, surprising myself once again.
"Yes, but only for the first round of treatment hopefully; then we most likely will be able to send you home" He started talking again, but I think my mom saw the look of utter disbelief on my face and realized that I needed some time to process everything. "Dr. Paul, maybe you could tell us the rest in a little while?" I love my mom
"Of course, Ms. Gilmore. Let me know when your ready to talk some more. We still have a lot we need to discuss."
After Doctor Paul left, my mom sat down in the chair next to my bed.
"Do you want anything sweat heart?"
"No... I just want to think... You know, process everything and junk"
"Of course... so I'll just... go..." She wanted to stay, I could tell, but I just wanted to be alone for a little bit.
"Mom"
"Yes" She stopped in front of the door.
"I love you"
"Oh, I love you too, honey, I love you too"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I think I liked the waiting better. A lot better. How could this be happening? This is one of those things that are only supposed to happen in books. Or to really bad people who deserve it. Not to good, sweet, loving, smart, caring people. Not to Rory. I could feel my panic attack feelings kicking in, but luckily they were interrupted by the ring of my phone.
"Hello?" I answered
"Lorelai"
"Oh, hi mom"
"Well, have they told you anything yet?"
"Um... maybe"
"Lorelai, this is no time for your silly antics!"
"Right, sorry"
"Well?! What did they tell you?"
"Mom," my voice was beginning to falter. I had been trying hard to pretend like nothing was wrong, but I couldn't do it any longer. "She has cancer, mom. She has Leukemia." I heard her take in a sharp breath.
"I'm coming over there immediately!"
"Ok" She sounded ready to argue my refusal, so I guess the acceptance, or more the pleading tone for her to come in my voice surprised her, because suddenly she sounded like a real human being.
"Don't worry, Lorelai, I'll be right there, ok?"
"Thanks mom" I sat there for a little while not knowing how to feel, when she showed up. Surprisingly, she just came over and sat down next to me. I sunk back into my chair and let out all the tears I had been holding since yesterday morning. She put her hand around me and pulled me close to her, like I was a little girl again. As she was smoothing out my hair, I quietly whispered, "I love you, mom"
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore girls, or much of anything else for that matter. I don't ever really own Doctor Paul. Actually, his name just kind of randomly came to me, and I remembered later that a book a read had a Doctor Paul in it (you should read it to, the flowers in the attic series by V. C. Andrews) So basically I own nothing, and I'm not creative enough to come up with any of my own characters.
And I've decided Rory is 18, and it's just like she and Dean stayed together, and she's getting married to him right out of high school instead of Lindsay. Rory still has feelings for Jess, and the kiss still happened, and don't Rory, I'm gonna get rid of Dean soon, I just have to set it up. That'll probably happen next chapter, then it's Jess all the way
Oh, and this'll probably be the last chapter for a week or so, because I'm leaving for the beach on Sunday, and my friends coming in from Louisiana tonight, and I haven't seen her for a year, but I promise I'll write at the beach! Sorry for the loooong A/N!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
He had to be kidding. Now I really was dreaming. I had to be, I just had to. This couldn't be real. But unfortunately my mom's voice dragged my back to reality.
"There must be some mistake! A mix up in charts, a faulty test, something!"
"I'm sorry Ms. Gilmore, but there is no mistake," Dr Paul said, understanding and compassion filling his voice. "Would you like some time you yourself, or would you like me to tell you some more?"
"I want you to get your- " My mom began to yell before I cut in, surprising her and myself.
"Could you tell me some more?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the answer.
"Rory, your white blood cell count is *extremely* high," Doctor Paul began. "You have acute myeloid leukemia; acute means that the cancer came suddenly and is increasing rapidly, meaning we need to start treatment right away."
"Treatment?" My mom asked.
"Yes, we will have to start Rory on chemotherapy tomorrow. There will be side effects, of course; nausea, poor appetite, fatigue, weight loss, hair loss..."
"And this chemotherapy is supposed to be helping?!"
"Ms. Gilmore, it is going to save your daughter"
My brain was trying to process all of this. Nothing had ever prepared me for something as big as this. I couldn't grasp it. IT was just... It couldn't be possible. This couldn't really be happening to me. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Dr. Paul's voice.
"We will be moving Rory to a more permanent room- "
"I'm staying here?" I interrupted, surprising myself once again.
"Yes, but only for the first round of treatment hopefully; then we most likely will be able to send you home" He started talking again, but I think my mom saw the look of utter disbelief on my face and realized that I needed some time to process everything. "Dr. Paul, maybe you could tell us the rest in a little while?" I love my mom
"Of course, Ms. Gilmore. Let me know when your ready to talk some more. We still have a lot we need to discuss."
After Doctor Paul left, my mom sat down in the chair next to my bed.
"Do you want anything sweat heart?"
"No... I just want to think... You know, process everything and junk"
"Of course... so I'll just... go..." She wanted to stay, I could tell, but I just wanted to be alone for a little bit.
"Mom"
"Yes" She stopped in front of the door.
"I love you"
"Oh, I love you too, honey, I love you too"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I think I liked the waiting better. A lot better. How could this be happening? This is one of those things that are only supposed to happen in books. Or to really bad people who deserve it. Not to good, sweet, loving, smart, caring people. Not to Rory. I could feel my panic attack feelings kicking in, but luckily they were interrupted by the ring of my phone.
"Hello?" I answered
"Lorelai"
"Oh, hi mom"
"Well, have they told you anything yet?"
"Um... maybe"
"Lorelai, this is no time for your silly antics!"
"Right, sorry"
"Well?! What did they tell you?"
"Mom," my voice was beginning to falter. I had been trying hard to pretend like nothing was wrong, but I couldn't do it any longer. "She has cancer, mom. She has Leukemia." I heard her take in a sharp breath.
"I'm coming over there immediately!"
"Ok" She sounded ready to argue my refusal, so I guess the acceptance, or more the pleading tone for her to come in my voice surprised her, because suddenly she sounded like a real human being.
"Don't worry, Lorelai, I'll be right there, ok?"
"Thanks mom" I sat there for a little while not knowing how to feel, when she showed up. Surprisingly, she just came over and sat down next to me. I sunk back into my chair and let out all the tears I had been holding since yesterday morning. She put her hand around me and pulled me close to her, like I was a little girl again. As she was smoothing out my hair, I quietly whispered, "I love you, mom"