Previously on Girl Meets World…

"Marley!" KC hugged Marley.

"KC, Aaron's not breathing normally and is coughing up blood! I called an ambulance and they'll be here shortly. Please call me back or at least meet me at the hospital! I love you."

Now Continues Girl Meets World…

Marley's POV

We ran into the ER. KC saw Farkle in the waiting room and ran to him. I followed her.

"Where is he? How is he?" she asked him.

"Yeah, why is he coughing up blood?" I asked.

"They think it may be because of his cancer," Farkle said.

"He has cancer?" I asked. I had no idea he had cancer.

"Yes, he has AML," KC said. "Where is he, Farkle?"

"They're running some tests," Farkle said.

"Okay," she said. "He'll be fine. He'll get through this."

"The cancer sounds really serious," I said.

"I know, Marley," she said. "I've been through this same exact cancer!" She was irritated because of worry.

A doctor came out.

Farkle's POV

Dr. Welling came out to speak with us.

"How is my little boy?" KC asked him.

"The cancer has spread to his lungs," he said. "We have been treating him extensively since he was diagnosed, but I'm afraid there is nothing more we can do."

"What are you saying?" KC asked.

"He doesn't have much life in him now," Dr. Welling said. "He cannot breathe on his own. The cancer has affected him so much that he just doesn't have fight left in him anymore."

My heart was broken. I couldn't believe what he was telling us.

"How long does he have?" I asked.

"No, don't ask that," KC said. "He has fight left in him. He's a strong little boy! He'll be fine if you keep treating him!"

"He has, at most, a few days," he said. I looked at KC. Her eyes were empty. My eyes started releasing tears down my cheeks. I tried to hug her, but she pushed me away.

"I want to see him," KC said. The doctor led her to his room.

Maya's POV

I was talking to my mom when Farkle called me. I answered.

"Hey Fark," I said.

"Maya," his voice cracked. "Is your mom with you?"

"Farkle?" I asked, worried. "Is everything alright?"

"Is she with you?"

"Yes," I answered. I put it on speaker.

"I'm right here, Farkle," mom told him. "What's going on?"

"Aaron's cancer has taken a turn for the worst," he said.

"How bad of a turn?" Mom asked.

"He only has a few days at the most," he said. Both mom and I's breath hitched.

"H-how is KC dealing with the news?" I asked.

"She isn't," he said. "She won't believe Dr. Welling."

"We'll be there as soon as we can, Farkle," mom said. I called Josh, Riley, and Lucas. Mom called Dad and Topanga. We drove to the hospital.

Riley's POV

When Maya called me, I got Penny and put her in my car and drove to the hospital, calling Andrew on the way to let him know what was going on. When I got there, Lucas and Rachel; Maya and her family; Farkle's parents; Mom, Dad, Auggie, and Ava were already there. Farkle was sitting alone. He said that KC won't leave Aaron's side.

"Is there any change, Farkly?" I asked him with hope.

"No," he said. His voice was hoarse and he looked like he had been crying for a while. "He still can't breathe on his own."

"How are you doing?" I asked.

"With what?" He asked. "The fact that my son is dying and there isn't anything I can do, but pray? Or the fact that my wife won't even let me hold her and hasn't talked to me since we got the news?!" He sounded angry.

"I'm sorry, Farkle," I said, a little frightened. He's never talked to me that way before. He looked at me and it looked like something clicked in his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Riles," he said. "I'm not trying to take anything out on anyone. It's just killing me inside."

"I'm sorry, Farkle," I said again.

KC's POV

I sat with Aaron. Even when he was awake, he didn't smile. He wasn't being himself. I don't know what to feel. I don't want to believe he could be gone soon. I bowed my head.

"Please, God," I said. "Have mercy on my son, like you did with me."

I looked back up at Aaron.

"Are we going to have to say goodbye?" Aaron asked. I just shook my head. I couldn't bare the thought. I held onto his hand. I bowed my head again.

"You can't take him," I whispered. "Not yet. He's not ready." That wasn't the full truth. "I'm not ready."

TO BE CONTINUED…