Okie Dokie here's chapter 12 xx It only short but all will now be revealed . . . . . . .
Claire's POV
"Take a seat." Dr Marshel said, motioning to the two seats, one of which was already vacated by Shane, who was doing a very bad job of hiding how nervous he was. That was not a good sign.
I took a seat next to him and leaned over, whispering, "Do you know what this is about?"
He replied by shrugging and saying, "Not a clue."
"As i said," The doctor began as he sat opposite us on the other side of the desk, "we have all your results back, including the MRI scan."
"What MRI?" Shane asked, clearly shocked. I hadn't had time to tell him about that yet. To stop myself from looking at him, I looked at the desk in front of me. The pencils were neatly straightened in size order, there was on of those electric pencil sharpeners next to them and next to that was the doctor's computer, but i could not seen what was pulled up on the screen. It was something though. Maybe about me?
"Unfortunately, something did show up on the scan result. Something not good"
I felt Shane stiffen next to me.
I did not move. I could not move.
The clock read 11:45 am, the big hand ticking in time with the beat of my heart.
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
Like a countdown. Ironic really. A countdown, but a countdown to what exactly?
Memories whirled around my head. A baby's cry, a child's laughter. Screams of fright and tears of joy.
"Claire, you have developed something called Craniopharyngioma."
Huh?
"Its a type of Brain Tumor, Claire. I'm very sorry."
A baby's cry, a child's laughter. Screams of fright and tears of joy.
I closed my eyes and bowed my head.
This wasn't happening.
But it was . . . .