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A/N: On the Last chapter at the end, it should say Mrs. Newton, not Mrs. Cullen. Sorry for the typo…
Ch. 5: The NewsBPOV:
"Mrs. Newton," The doctor began looking from me to Jake and back. " I'm sorry to say, but you have Primary Brain Cancer."
"It's been forming for a very long time, since you were 16 or so, but it's never showed any problems up until now."
My mind went blank. So I had been right…there was something wrong with my brain all these years.
"Doctor, " Jacob asked. "Could I talk to you privately, please?"
"And you are…" The doctor questioned, cocking an eyebrow.
"I'm her great niece," Jacob responded instantly.
Mike had never known Jacob, so I have had to see him in secret all these years. But that was the story we had agreed on a week ago when I agreed to move to La Push.
The doctor and Jacob left the office, leaving me alone with my frightened thoughts.
Jacob's POV:
"Doctor, " I asked nervously, not sure how to ask the question that immediately sprung to mind the second the words had left the Doctor's lips.
"You want to know how much time she has," The Doctor said. It was a statement, not a question.
"Yeah, " I admitted.
"The Brain Cancer is very, very rare. And it's almost impossible to stop it unless you catch it at a early enough age," The Doctor said, folding his hands in front of him.
"And it's to late for Bella, " I asked half heartily, already knowing the answer.
"Yes." The Doctor replied softly. "I'll give her 2, maybe 3 months at the most, because of her age. I don't know if she's strong enough to fight this."
I nodded. And what the doctor didn't realize was that Bella might not have enough strength to want to fight it.
She had lost the will to live the day that he left her.
Alice's POV:
" Honey, " Jasper asked, a concerned look on his handsome face. " What news?"
Rosalie, who had been sitting on the couch, looked up at us. "Yeah, what news about Bella?
Emmett, who had been watching TV in the other room, also sprang in the living room.
"I miss that human. She was so funny…"Emmett said. "What news?"
And with Emmett's booming voice, Esme and Carlisle came into the room too.
And with that, the whole family, minus Edward, was gathered around to hear about my vision.
"Bella… has Brain Cancer. She doesn't have that long to live. She's had it since she was 16, but it never showed any symptoms until now." I said, looking at the shocked faces of my family.
Rosalie, who had never seemed to like Bella much, was shocked. Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.
Even loud, joking Emmett couldn't say a word.
"It's like losing a member of our family, " Esme whispered.
"No, " I said going over to hug her. "It is losing a member of our family…"
And that's where we stayed for the rest of the day.
Edward's POV:
I paced around the waiting room, listening to Jacob and The Doctor's conversation, and reading the Doctor's mind.
But annoying thoughts practically being screamed interrupted my concentration.
"He is soooo cute," A nurse thought. "I wonder if he'll take me out…"
" Tracie better stop staring at that guy…And he better get an appointment or get out," the receptionist thought.
I started another pace around the waiting room when I saw him.
The dog – Jacob Black – was coming out of the doctor's office with my Bella.
He glared at me with hate, and his eyes –and mind- said one clear thing: Get out!
I glared back for a moment, before turning around and walking out of the office doors before Bella could see me.
But only for now.
BPOV:
I wasn't dumb.
By the bit of conversation that had seeped through the door, and by Jake's worried, ceased, and pale face, I know the chances, if any at all, were low.
"I'm not afraid, " I said out aloud, all of a sudden. "I know that it's going to kill me."
It was mostly true.
I wasn't that afraid, because the reason for my existence didn't love me. He had left with hardly a goodbye.
But I was also afraid- because I know that wherever I would go after I died- that the chances of my family –My real family- were microscopic.
But I couldn't tell Jake that.
" You'll be fine, " Jake muttered, his eyes glued on the floor.
"You and I both know that's not true," I responded.
We didn't talk after that.
As soon as I got home, I went straight to my room.
And I pretended I was 18, gorgeous, and immortal with the one I loved- and one that I will love. – One day.
And something at the pit of my heart knew it was true.
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