I can't believe i'm actually updating this fic but, i plan to update it more often. Nothing too big going on here. Next chapter will be longer.
Chapter 10
Ryan Atwood paced the halls of the hospital almost to the point he was biting his fingernails. Taylor hadn't shown up yet. Something about traffic. He didn't care. All he cared about what the little girl the doctors refused to let him see until they knew what was wrong with her.
"Ryan!" Taylor yelled running down the hall towards him. "Is she okay?" She could barely breath once she reached him but that didn't matter. What mattered was Bella.
"They won't tell me anything." Ryan shrugged at her feeling even more nervous as the seconds ticked by. He just wanted them to tell him something. Anything would be better than nothing.
"Are you kidding me?" She threw her hands up in defeat falling into step with Ryan as he continued to pace. Neither of them had noticed, no, they were both too worried about their little girl.
The both of them rushed up when they saw a doctor.
"Is she okay?" Taylor asked quickly.
"She's fine. She just got a little dehydrated…now we were wondering when you wanted to start the chemo therapy. We think it would be best if it were soon."
Taylor huffed at the doctor. She hadn't wanted to start thinking about all of that. It was too soon, too much.
"Can I see my daughter?" She stepped up to the doctor. He gave her a defeated smile before turning around. Taylor and Ryan both followed closely behind the man.
"Bella." Taylor gasped as the doctor led her into the room. Bella was laying in the hospital bed with an IV in her arm. "You okay, baby?" Taylor ran a hand through the girls hair. She gave her mother a nod before taking a deep breath. "You sure?"
"Yes." Bella was able to get out. Ryan turned his attention towards the Dr. He wanted to know why she had thrown up blood. That couldn't have anything to do with her being dehydrated.
"What's really wrong with her? I know she's sick but should she be throwing up blood like that?"
"Sometimes that can happen. I think you should only be worried if it becomes a constant thing. More than twice you should come back to the hospital." He told them. Ryan was still unsure about all of this. A four year old shouldn't be going through something like this. She should be healthy and able to run around like other kids her age.
Taylor stood up and asked the doctor if she could speak to him outside leaving Ryan alone with Bella.
"I'm sorry, Daddy." The four year old blinked.
"You have nothing to be sorry about." He smiled reassuringly at her running his hand through her blond hair.
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"Maybe we should delay this for another weekend." Ryan tried bringing down Bella's suitcase. It had been a week since Bella had been in the hospital. "She might not be up for the ride."
"Ryan, it's going to be okay. I promise. She's been doing good all week, the doctor even okayed the trip." Taylor felt strange being the one having to reassure Ryan, she was sure that used to be the other way around.
"I wanna go, Daddy." Bella grinned and then pressed her lips into a pout. "Please?" She tried to bat her small eyelashes.
"I can't say no to that." He groaned walking over and picking her up. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Let's go."
"Yay!" Both Taylor and Bella yelled out.
"You do know Summer's not going to forgive you for this, right?" He raised an eyebrow at Taylor as they got situated in the car. Bella was already happily seeing along with the music that was coming out of her headphones.
"For what?" Taylor looked oblivious to what he was talking about.
"Not telling her about Bella."
"How do you know she doesn't know about Bella?" Taylor fidgeted with her hands.
"Well, I just figured. Wait, does Summer know?"
"No."
"Hence the reason why I said she's not going to forgive you." He said backing the car out of the driveway.
"She's going to be at the Cohen's?" Taylor's eyes widened in surprise. "You didn't tell me she was going to be there! Ryan, we can't go. Turn this car back around."
"There's no turning back now."