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"Ok," I whispered.
"I want to start you on chemo three days a week. We are going to fight this aggressively. I am hoping you will only need a few rounds of chemo but we won't ever give up," said Carlisle.
"When do I start?" I asked.
"Tomorrow after school. We will do them on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays. I can do them at my office at the hospital," explained Carlisle.
"What are the side effects of chemo?" I asked.
"You will experience nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, you will loose you hair, your throat will hurt. You will need to watch for infections, anemia and excessive bleeding. I will monitor you red blood count to see if we have to give you a red blood cell or platelet transfusions. Any questions?" he asked.
"How soon will I lose my hair?" I whispered through my tears.
"Probably a week or two," whispered Carlisle.
"Is there anything I can't do?" I asked.
"No but I don't think you should cheer any longer," said Carlisle. I looked up at him. "Bella, you are going to need to be extremely careful. You will bruise easily. Your bones will be weakened by the chemo. You will bleed very easily and freely. The risks involved with cheerleading are very high."
"Oh," I cried. Edward pulled me into his arms. "I don't want to tell anyone about the leukemia until I have to. Is that ok?"
"Yes, but I think you need to tell your teachers at school. They need to know why you are getting sick," said Carlisle.
"That makes sense, I guess," I whispered softly. "Edward, we had better go. We are going to have to stop by the office."
"Ok, Baby," whispered Edward.
He led me out to his car and helped me in. He climbed into the driver seat and we headed off to school. Edward held my hand the whole way. We parked in the spot next to my car. We climbed out and grabbed our backpacks from the backseat. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist as we headed into school. A lot of the kids were staring at me after my breakdown yesterday. Edward and I walked into the office. Mrs. Cope looked up at us and smiled.
"Hello, Bella. How can I help you today?" she asked.
"Mrs. Cope, I need you to change my personnel record. Edward and I got married last night," I said, showing her our marriage license. She gasped and picked it up and looked down at it.
"I think you need to speak to Mr. Stevens, Bella," said Mrs. Cope.
"Yes, I do," I whispered. Edward and I made our way back to Mr. Steven's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in," he called. I opened the door and he looked up and smiled at me. "Bella, dear, are you feeling better today?"
"Not really, no," I said softly as Edward and I made our way into his office. "I need to talk to you about a couple things."
"Ok, please have a seat," said Mr. Stevens.
"I guess the first thing is that Edward and I got married last night," I said, showing him our marriage license.
"I see. Your parent's knew about this?" asked Mr. Stevens.
"Yes, sir," I said softly.
"Ok, we will get your records changed," said Mr. Stevens. "What else is on your mind?"
"Well, I just found out that…" I trialed off as I let my tears fall. "I'm sorry, this is very difficult."
"It's ok, Bella. Take your time," said Mr. Stevens.
"I have leukemia," I whispered. He gasped. "I will be starting treatments tomorrow but I thought that you should know. I think I need to tell my teachers but I'm not ready for everyone else to know yet."
"Ok, Bella. Can you get your teachers to sign this note explaining about the leukemia and your marriage?" asked Mr. Stevens as he quickly wrote out a note for me.
"Yes, sir," I whispered. "Thank you."
"Bella, let me know if you need anything, sweetheart."
"I will. I, um, won't be able to continue to cheer," I cried. "I can't risk getting hurt."
"Ok, would you like me to talk to Mrs. Goff for you?" he asked.
"No, sir, I'll do it," I whispered.
"Ok, Bella. You and Edward had better get to class," said Mr. Stevens. I looked up and noticed that he had tears in his eyes.
"Yes, sir," I sobbed softly.
Edward and I stood up and made our way down to our lockers. He kissed me goodbye and left for his class. I made my way down to English. I walked in just as the bell rang. I smiled at Rose and Alice as I went up to Mr. Owens.
"I need you to sign this," I said softly. He took the note from my hand and read it. His head snapped up to mine.
I'm sorry, Bella," he whispered.
"Thank you, sir," I whispered as a tear fell down my face.
"If you need anything, just let me know," he whispered as he signed my note, "and congratulations."
"Thank you," I said softly.
He handed me my note back and I went and sat down in my seat. He started his lesson and I tried to pay attention but I had trouble. I could feel my fellow students staring at me. The bell rang and Rose, Alice and I made our way down the hallway to Trig. Edward was waiting for me outside of the classroom. He pulled me to him and kissed me.
"God, I missed you," he chuckled.
"It was one class, Edward," I chuckled.
"I know but it felt like it went on forever," he grumbled.
"Yes, it did," I chuckled as Lauren and Jessica came up to us.
"Hi, Eddie," purred Lauren.
"Lauren," said Edward shortly.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies with me tonight," she asked. I just rolled my eyes at her.
"No, he doesn't. He's busy," I snapped. She turned and glared at me.
"I wasn't talking to you, Swan," she snapped. I just chuckled.
"My name is Cullen," I snapped back as I showed her my wedding rings. She and Jessica gasp loudly.
"Oh my god," they yelled loudly. Everyone stopped and stared at us.
"You and Edward are married?" asked Jessica.
Yes," I chuckled.
"Ugh, Eddie, I thought you had better taste than that," grumbled Lauren.
"Lauren, my name is not Eddie, it's EDWARD," snapped Edward. "Bella is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She is perfect."
"Whatever," they mumbled as they walked away.
I just chuckled as we turned and made our way into our classroom. I saw Emmett, Rose, Alice and Jasper laughing in the back of the classroom. I went up to Mr. Varner, who was struggling not to laugh, and handed him my note.
"I need you to sign this," I chuckled. He took the note from me and read it. He looked up at me and frowned.
"I'm sorry, Bella," he said softly.
"Thanks," I said.
"Congratulations to you and Edward. Let me know if you need anything," said Mr. Varner as he handed me the note back.
"Thank you, sir," I said softly.
Edward and I went to sit in our seats in the back of the classroom as the bell rang. Mr. Varner started class and tried to keep everyone's attention on him but it was very difficult to do so. Once the bell rang, Edward headed off to English while I headed off to history with Jasper and Emmett. I handed Mr. Taylor my note and he looked up at me and frowned. I was getting pretty tired of the pity already. History went pretty quickly. I said goodbye to Emmett and Jasper and made my way down to the music room. I walked in and Peter looked up at me with a glare on his face.
"What's your problem?" I asked.
"I had your applications ready for the contest but someone decided to skip class yesterday," he said harshly.
"Sorry, I had a meltdown," I said as everyone came into class.
"What's going on, Bella?" asked Peter. I handed him the note. He read it and sat down in his seat. "I am sorry for over reacting."
"It's ok," I whispered. "I'm not ready for everyone to know yet."
"I understand. Are you ok?" he asked.
"No," I chuckled. "But I am going to work really hard to get better."
"Good. Anything you need, you let me know," said Peter.
"Do you have the application ready?" I asked.
"You still want to compete?" he asked.
"Yes, I may not get another chance to play in New York," I said softly.
"All I need is a signature and for you to pick an instrument," he said handing me the applications.
"I'm thinking about playing my guitar," I said softly. "What do you think?"
"I think that's a great idea. It's about time you quit playing around with the cello and the piano," he chuckled.
"I know," I chuckled as I signed the form and check the box. I pulled out a demo CD for him to send in. I handed it back to him. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. Now go do something creative," he chuckled.
I just laughed and went to the back and started working on the song I wanted to perform in New York. I have had this song running through my head for the last few days and I needed to get it down on paper. The bell rang and I packed all my stuff. Edward and I made our way down to Mrs. Goff's classroom. I needed to speak to her about cheerleading. She was sitting at her desk grading papers when we walked in. She looked up at us and started to smile.
"There are the newlyweds," she chuckled. I tried to smile but it was hard. "What's wrong, Bella?"
"I need to talk to you for a minute," I said softly.