"How can this be? I mean...are you sure?" Spike asked the doctor as she
chocked back tears. "Definately. There is something there. Emma has
leukemia."
Emma was sitting nervously in the waiting room of the doctor's office. She wondered what was so urgent that she and her mother, Spike, had to rush down there. Dr. West had said that it was too serious to talk of over the phone and that she and Emma should come down. But what Emma was unaware of is that the bad news was about HER; not her mom. Emma was going out of her mind with worry. a dozen thoughts about her little brother or sister raced through her brain all at once. "He or she will be fine." She told herself. As much as she tried to reassure herself, even she didn't believe it. Emma kept looking at the door constantly wondering what was taking so long. And if it was such a long time, then whatever it was, must be bad. Very bad.
Finally after what seemed hours, Dr. West poked his head out the door and said, "Emma, will you please join us." Emma rose from her chair and rushed to the door. As she entered, she saw her mother standing in the corner, silent tears running down her cheek. "Mom, what's wrong?" Emma asked hysterically. "What's wrong with her? Why is she crying? Is it the baby? Is it alright?" "Woah! Slow down Emma! You should probably sit down." "No, thanks I'll stand. Now what is wrong?" Emma insisted, becoming nervous and frustrated at his hesitation. "Emma, i don't know how I'm supposed to say this," the doctor expressed sympathetically, "it's not your mom." "What do you mean?" Emma asked cautiously, "If it's not something about my mom or the baby than what's wrong?" "It's you." The doctor said hurriedly. "There's something wrong with you." "What is it?" Emma asked, on the verge of tears. "I'm so sorry that we didn't catch it sooner." Dr. West said apologetically. "What is it!" Emma exclaimed. "You have leukemia Emma." Spike made a stifled cry. "Maybe you should sit down, Spike. You don't look good and we don't want any fainting incidents. It would hurt the baby." Spike lowered her very pregnant self into the chair beside the bed. "Emma, I'm so sorry. It just sort of appeared out of no where on your tests." "So what happens now?" Emma asked cautiously. "Well, we'll start you on treatments. Some tests will have to be done. Eventually you will have to star chemotherapy." "So i have to lose all my hair?" "Yes. If you want to save your life."
"Mommy I'm so scared." Emma said tearfully on the way home. "I mean...I could die! What if I do? I'll never really get a chance to meet my new brother or sister!" "Emma..." Spike said in a reassuring voice, "Dr. West is a good doctor who knows what he is doing. We all just need to trust him and have a little faith. Alright?" "What am I supposed to do about school? Should I tell Manny? Think of how worried she would be! And what about Sean? I'm afraid that this would push him over the edge or something!" "Baby, I think it would be best if we only mention this to Snake. And maybe Mr. Raditch. Emma I am positive that you're going to be fine." As much as Spike tried to convince Emma, she couldn't even convince herself. She had been so excited about having another child, and now this bad news. If Emma did die, than she would never be able to get over losing a child and then having her replaced with a new baby. It doesn't matter, she thought to herself, because Emma is going to be fine.
The next day at school...
"Hey EM!" Sean smiled at her and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Hi Sean..." Emma said in a strange voice. "EM, what's wrong?" Sean asked her with a concerned look on his face. "Oh what? Nothing, I'm fine. Really." But Sean didn't believe her. He could tell that something was bothering her. "EM, why don't you just tell me? I thought that honesty was always the best policy. Is it something I did?" "Yes honesty is a good policy Sean, but so is trust. Trust me...I'm fine. You didn't do anything. You're perfect." "Well, I don't know about that," Sean said jokingly, "but if you say so!" All Emma could do was give him a weak smile. "Well, sorry EM, but i have to get home. I'm still grounded. Bye." He kissed her gently, just enough for his kiss to linger on her lips. "Bye." She said quietly. She loved the way he was so gentle towards her. The way his lips brushed hers. She loved the good feeling that overcame her whenever he appeared. The last thing she wanted was for that good feeling to go away. But Emma knew that it would have to. Despite what she wanted.
Manny and Emma walking home...
"EM, what's wrong? You've been really distracted today. What's up?" "Manny...I have to break up with Sean." "What! Why? I thought things were going great!" "They were. They are." Emma corrected herself, "But I can't let him get hurt. I have to protect him." "How is that protecting him? You're the only thing that keeps him together, EM. You do this and Sean will go over the line and do something like last time. Is that what you want?" "I have to." Emma said sadly. "Not a good idea." Manny said in a murmur. "Manny, I have to." Emma repeated, "You wouldn'y understand." "Whatever EM. Call me when the real Emma takes over again." "I'm sorry." Emma whispered even though she knew Manny would not hear it. Emma continued walking until she reached her doorstep. She dreaded to enter, afraid of what her mom would say. When she finally did, there was a note on the coat rack written in Snake's handwriting. It read: "Emma, your mother and I had to go to the doctor's for a check up. Be back around five. - Love, Snake." "That's just great..." Emma said to herself. Snake and her mother did not return at five though. Oh well, Emma thought, I should go to Sean's. Even though breaking his heart was the last thing in the world she wanted to do, she knew that it had to be done. Otherwise he would just be affected by her sickness. Emma didn't know how she was supposed to tell him without actually telling him. Silent tears streamed down her face as she entered his yard. Sean was in front of his house working on a motorcycle. When he saw her, he jumped to his feet. "Hey!" He said, "You came to visit me!" As soon as he saw Emma and her tear-stained face, he knew that this wasn't a pleasure visit. "EM, what is it?" Sean ran up and embraced her in a gentle, loving hug. "Sean, I don't know how I'm supposed to say this. I...I can't be with you anymore. " What?" Sean said as he slowly let her go. "Is this about the dinner with your parents thing? Because I thought that everything was cool." Tears started to well in his eyes. "Emma, what's this about? If it's something I did, I'm sorry. But please don't do this. I...I love you." That was the first time he had ever said that to her. "I have to go." Emma replied in a cracked voice, avoiding his eyes for it would have killed her to look into his tear-filled eyes. She started to walk fast to the gate, but Sean caught her arm. "Emma please, look at me. At least tell me why. Don't you think that I deserve that much? Please, don't go." "Bye Sean. I'm sorry." He let her go. Sean watched as she drifted farther and farther away. The only good thing in his life had just dumped him. Sean felt like he wanted to die. "Might as well." He said to himself. Instead, he decided to go for a ride on his bike. He was so upset and distracted that he totally forgot all about his loose breaks.
Emma was sitting nervously in the waiting room of the doctor's office. She wondered what was so urgent that she and her mother, Spike, had to rush down there. Dr. West had said that it was too serious to talk of over the phone and that she and Emma should come down. But what Emma was unaware of is that the bad news was about HER; not her mom. Emma was going out of her mind with worry. a dozen thoughts about her little brother or sister raced through her brain all at once. "He or she will be fine." She told herself. As much as she tried to reassure herself, even she didn't believe it. Emma kept looking at the door constantly wondering what was taking so long. And if it was such a long time, then whatever it was, must be bad. Very bad.
Finally after what seemed hours, Dr. West poked his head out the door and said, "Emma, will you please join us." Emma rose from her chair and rushed to the door. As she entered, she saw her mother standing in the corner, silent tears running down her cheek. "Mom, what's wrong?" Emma asked hysterically. "What's wrong with her? Why is she crying? Is it the baby? Is it alright?" "Woah! Slow down Emma! You should probably sit down." "No, thanks I'll stand. Now what is wrong?" Emma insisted, becoming nervous and frustrated at his hesitation. "Emma, i don't know how I'm supposed to say this," the doctor expressed sympathetically, "it's not your mom." "What do you mean?" Emma asked cautiously, "If it's not something about my mom or the baby than what's wrong?" "It's you." The doctor said hurriedly. "There's something wrong with you." "What is it?" Emma asked, on the verge of tears. "I'm so sorry that we didn't catch it sooner." Dr. West said apologetically. "What is it!" Emma exclaimed. "You have leukemia Emma." Spike made a stifled cry. "Maybe you should sit down, Spike. You don't look good and we don't want any fainting incidents. It would hurt the baby." Spike lowered her very pregnant self into the chair beside the bed. "Emma, I'm so sorry. It just sort of appeared out of no where on your tests." "So what happens now?" Emma asked cautiously. "Well, we'll start you on treatments. Some tests will have to be done. Eventually you will have to star chemotherapy." "So i have to lose all my hair?" "Yes. If you want to save your life."
"Mommy I'm so scared." Emma said tearfully on the way home. "I mean...I could die! What if I do? I'll never really get a chance to meet my new brother or sister!" "Emma..." Spike said in a reassuring voice, "Dr. West is a good doctor who knows what he is doing. We all just need to trust him and have a little faith. Alright?" "What am I supposed to do about school? Should I tell Manny? Think of how worried she would be! And what about Sean? I'm afraid that this would push him over the edge or something!" "Baby, I think it would be best if we only mention this to Snake. And maybe Mr. Raditch. Emma I am positive that you're going to be fine." As much as Spike tried to convince Emma, she couldn't even convince herself. She had been so excited about having another child, and now this bad news. If Emma did die, than she would never be able to get over losing a child and then having her replaced with a new baby. It doesn't matter, she thought to herself, because Emma is going to be fine.
The next day at school...
"Hey EM!" Sean smiled at her and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Hi Sean..." Emma said in a strange voice. "EM, what's wrong?" Sean asked her with a concerned look on his face. "Oh what? Nothing, I'm fine. Really." But Sean didn't believe her. He could tell that something was bothering her. "EM, why don't you just tell me? I thought that honesty was always the best policy. Is it something I did?" "Yes honesty is a good policy Sean, but so is trust. Trust me...I'm fine. You didn't do anything. You're perfect." "Well, I don't know about that," Sean said jokingly, "but if you say so!" All Emma could do was give him a weak smile. "Well, sorry EM, but i have to get home. I'm still grounded. Bye." He kissed her gently, just enough for his kiss to linger on her lips. "Bye." She said quietly. She loved the way he was so gentle towards her. The way his lips brushed hers. She loved the good feeling that overcame her whenever he appeared. The last thing she wanted was for that good feeling to go away. But Emma knew that it would have to. Despite what she wanted.
Manny and Emma walking home...
"EM, what's wrong? You've been really distracted today. What's up?" "Manny...I have to break up with Sean." "What! Why? I thought things were going great!" "They were. They are." Emma corrected herself, "But I can't let him get hurt. I have to protect him." "How is that protecting him? You're the only thing that keeps him together, EM. You do this and Sean will go over the line and do something like last time. Is that what you want?" "I have to." Emma said sadly. "Not a good idea." Manny said in a murmur. "Manny, I have to." Emma repeated, "You wouldn'y understand." "Whatever EM. Call me when the real Emma takes over again." "I'm sorry." Emma whispered even though she knew Manny would not hear it. Emma continued walking until she reached her doorstep. She dreaded to enter, afraid of what her mom would say. When she finally did, there was a note on the coat rack written in Snake's handwriting. It read: "Emma, your mother and I had to go to the doctor's for a check up. Be back around five. - Love, Snake." "That's just great..." Emma said to herself. Snake and her mother did not return at five though. Oh well, Emma thought, I should go to Sean's. Even though breaking his heart was the last thing in the world she wanted to do, she knew that it had to be done. Otherwise he would just be affected by her sickness. Emma didn't know how she was supposed to tell him without actually telling him. Silent tears streamed down her face as she entered his yard. Sean was in front of his house working on a motorcycle. When he saw her, he jumped to his feet. "Hey!" He said, "You came to visit me!" As soon as he saw Emma and her tear-stained face, he knew that this wasn't a pleasure visit. "EM, what is it?" Sean ran up and embraced her in a gentle, loving hug. "Sean, I don't know how I'm supposed to say this. I...I can't be with you anymore. " What?" Sean said as he slowly let her go. "Is this about the dinner with your parents thing? Because I thought that everything was cool." Tears started to well in his eyes. "Emma, what's this about? If it's something I did, I'm sorry. But please don't do this. I...I love you." That was the first time he had ever said that to her. "I have to go." Emma replied in a cracked voice, avoiding his eyes for it would have killed her to look into his tear-filled eyes. She started to walk fast to the gate, but Sean caught her arm. "Emma please, look at me. At least tell me why. Don't you think that I deserve that much? Please, don't go." "Bye Sean. I'm sorry." He let her go. Sean watched as she drifted farther and farther away. The only good thing in his life had just dumped him. Sean felt like he wanted to die. "Might as well." He said to himself. Instead, he decided to go for a ride on his bike. He was so upset and distracted that he totally forgot all about his loose breaks.