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Chapter 31
Twenty minutes. It takes twenty whole minutes to get to the hospital from the rivercourt. It doesn't seem like too long, but to us it was like a lifetime. We sit here in the waiting room, waiting. That's all we could do. I called my parents and they were on their way. I feel helpless. I can't do anything for my brother. I don't even know what's wrong with him!
In came my parents, looks of panic on their faces. Worry was etched in my mother's features. "Have you heard anything yet?" she asked, pulled me into a hug.
I shook my head. "They won't tell me anything," I replied, my voice hollow.
Dad jumped into action, trying to talk to the nurses. "Don't you even know what happened to him?" he screamed at her.
She stayed calm telling him to wait… in the waiting room. "A doctor will come speak with you shortly, Mr. Roe," she said and went back to her work.
He came and sat down in the chair next to Nathan. "He just fell over, Mr. Roe," Nate said. "He was holding his chest and he just fell."
Brooke was sobbing on my shoulder. "He's gonna be okay, right Haley?" she asked. "Did I cause this by bugging him too much? I mean, stress is what causes a heart attack, right? I was bugging him about leaving and he had a heart attack and if he dies it'll be all my fault!"
I rubbed her back. "Brooke, this is not your fault!" I comforted. "You didn't do anything to hurt him, I promise."
Dad sighed. "He has it, Karen," he said quietly, not looking at her.
I was confused. "Whoa, wait! He has what exactly?" I asked, pissed that my parents kept more secrets from us.
Mom took a deep breath. "He has HCM, Haley. It's a heart disease that your father has. It was a 50/50 chance for either of you to have it," she explained.
I scoffed and stood up. "You didn't think it was important to tell either of us about that?" I screamed. "How dare you! How can you keep something so big from us? How could you not tell us about a health condition we might have?" I shook my head as neither answered. "You're horrible people and I can't believe I call you family!" I yelled and walked away.
"Haley!" I heard Nathan call behind me. I didn't stop, but slowed down so he could catch up. "Don't you think that was a little harsh? They were just protecting you."
I glared at him, finally stopping. "You're defending them? Lucas can die from this! If he doesn't make it I swear to god I'll make them regret it for the rest of their lives," I declared, tears welling up in my eyes.
Nathan sighed and took me into his arms. "Everything's gonna be okay, Hales. I promise," he whispered as I silently cried.
"Nathan, what happens when he doesn't make it? How am I supposed to go on?" I mumbled into his chest.
He took in a deep breath. "Hales, you just have to hope for the best. If that happens, we'll deal with it then, okay?" he asked, pulling back slightly.
I sighed but nodded. "Okay," I replied and pulled him close again. I needed his comfort. I needed his love. I just needed him.
"Who is here for Lucas Roe?" A doctor called into the waiting room. We rushed back over as he talked with my parents. "…just got out of surgery. He's still unconscious, but it's probably just from the drugs he's on. He should be up within the next 2 hours. I'm sure you know about HCM. Which one of you has it?"
Dad raised his hand. "I do."
The doctor nodded. "Are you still on your meds?" he asked. Dad nodded. "Okay, Lucas will need to take the same medication. Do you have any other children? There is a slight possibility that they will have HCM as well."
I stepped forward. "I'm their daughter," I said quietly.
The doctor nodded. "Well, I can't run any tests on you as of now, seeing as you're pregnant. When are you due?"
"Three weeks," I replied, my hands resting on my belly.
"Okay, as soon as you have your baby I want you to go take the test. If it comes out negative, you have nothing to worry about, but if it comes out positive your child could have it as well. We'll put you on the same meds as your father and brother if you do end up having it, okay?" he explained.
I nodded, scared to death that my child could possibly have a heart disease. If only my parents cared enough about their children to give them a warning. I looked over at them after the doctor had left. "You better hope to god I don't have it," I said, tears falling from my face. "Because if my child has it, I never want to see either of you again! You lied to us! I can't believe you would do that!" I screamed.
Mom stepped closer, but I backed away. "Haley, will you listen to us?" she asked. "We didn't mean to keep it from you! We just hoped for the best! You have to believe me, Haley, we wouldn't do anything to put you or Lucas in danger!"
I scoffed. "I don't have to believe anything you say!" I said and sat down. "I mean, you've been keeping secrets from Lucas and I our whole lives! Why should I start believing you now? I mean, are we even your real kids, or is that a lie, too?" I spat out angrily.
Mom sighed. "I refuse to talk with you about this right now," she said shortly and sat at the other side of the waiting room. "You need to calm down, Haley. All this stress is bad for your baby."
I laughed. "Like you care!" I replied.
Nathan sat beside me, holding my hand. "Hales, now is not the time to fight with your mother. Just pray for Lucas, okay?" he said and kissed my temple. "And keep the stress level down. I don't want to be worrying about you as well."
I nodded. "You don't need to worry about me, baby, I'm fine," I said, laying my head on his shoulder. "Just worry about Lucas. He's gonna get out of this okay, I know he will."
Brooke moved over to sit beside me. I smiled at her. "He's gonna be okay, right?" she asked, her voice small.
I grasped her hand. "He'll be fine, Brookie, I promise," I replied.
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