AN-I know I've been adding a lot of other people in here, and I'm sorry. It's going somewhere...i think... I hope i have a point. well anyways... It's kind of sad...but not really... Read and review thanks
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Jude cried out in pain and her arm strained against the restraints. Her blonde hair thrashed about, the red roots starting to show. Tommy's hand reached under her head as it hit the pillow and he pressed his lips to her forehead as she struggled against the chemo.
"Shhh baby, Shhh. It's okay, I've got you, and it's going to be okay" Tears slipped from his eyes and fell into her hair as she finally relaxed to the chemo. He slipped his hand out from under her head and noticed clumps of hair littering where her sweaty head had lain. He balled them up and went to throw them away, but her arm grabbed his.
"Please don't Tommy. Put it in the bag." She weakly pointed to a lone black bag sitting on a windowsill. Inside he found more clumps of her beautiful hair. His fingers ran over it until a petite nurse tapped him on the shoulder.
"Ummm..Mr.uh-" She stammered
"Quincy. Tommy Quincy" He reaffirmed
"Mr. Quincy may I please speak to you in the hall?" said the nurse. He nodded and recognized that pained look. He knew that this was about the baby.
"Ummm Mr. Quincy, we must give Jude a combination of drugs called mifepristone and misoprostol to abort the pregnancy." She paused after seeing the pained look on Tommy's face, and then continued "Unfortunately, due to her current condition, we are unable to have her sign for the drugs herself, so we must have her family member sign for them. Who may we contact?" she asked, her blue eyes looking into his hopefully
"Me…Um me… I am her fiancé. I'll sign." Tommy said as he reached for the pen and clipboard. He scrawled his signature on the lines designated for his signature, and then went in to sit with Jude.
Soon the petite nurse came back in with another bag to hang on the IV. She slipped it on and then patted Tommy's shoulder as his silent tears wet the bedspread. The petite nurse stopped at the door and turned to Tommy.
"She'll live you know. But be careful now, she'll start to jump a bit, the meds burn, and in about a week she might become depressed." Her hands moved to her arms "I should know." Tommy looked at her and asked if he could buy her coffee so he could hear her story. She nodded, and told him to wait in the cafeteria until she punched out. And Tommy waited, holding a Styrofoam cup of coffee and looking haggard, and unshaven. The petite nurse came and sat down as he pushed the other cup on the table over towards her.
"I can't get through this if I stop so please just let me continue." She waited for his agreement, and when she saw his head nod she continued "I was only seventeen. I had finally had a break in the before tense year. I decided to volunteer in the cancer ward, when I met this young boy who was also working there. We dated for a while and eventually we made love on the one normal night of my life, Prom night. Afterwards, I had started to get sick again, every morning throwing up all day, fatigue, the usual. Well I went to my doctor, and she told me I was pregnant. I went to the boy and he told me he could never take care of the child. His siblings were both struggling with cancer, and his family was completely broke. Then he delivered the biggest shock of all. He had AIDS. I was devastated, I almost crashed on the way to the hospital, and then gave myself the pills needed for an abortion. Then I slit my wrists in a bedpan, and collapsed on the emergency room floor. My suicide note said 'AIDS, let me die'. And I almost did. My director at the time came in to collect me for rounds, and found me. They stitched my wounds up and let me live. My baby died. For about a week after I was kept in lockdown because of the drugs, and the fear of my suicide attempt. I've never gotten over it. I now take AZT often to keep my AIDS in check, and I can never return to my family. They disowned me once they learned about the baby." She was crying now, and Tommy was too, thinking about his sister. She patted his arm and said
"Love her and take care of her. She'll only be harmful to herself. Thanks for the coffee Q." She walked away, her petite figure and pale skin glowing. Tommy smiled to himself thinking of how she reminded him of Pyralis.
"Oh Pyra" he said, and the nurse turned to him
"What did you call me?" She said wide eyed.
"Pyra? I was talking to myself, my sister…her story is exactly like yours." He said tears already falling steadily from his eyes.
"I haven't been called Pyra since…" The nurse said, and then her Green eyes opened wide. "TOMMY!"
"Pyra?" Tommy said his tears now flowing off his chin as he ran to hug her
"I didn't think it was you. Oh Tommy" She said hugging him. Then a young nurse's aide came to the doorway.
"Ms. Quinn, It' the Harrison girl, She frightened, and sweating up a storm!" She out-of-breath aide motioned for her to follow and they ran up the stairs together. Tommy let a final tear fall and then turned and headed for the stairs. He'd catch up with his sister once Jude was alright. Little did he know what was to come.