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Shane's POV
"Good morning Doctor!" Giggled Claire as Dr Marshel walked in the room. "Lets here the verdicts." After saying it she laughed and added, "I sound like I'm in court."
"Good morning to you too Claire." The Doctor replied. He wish us good morning as well, with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Those the results doc?" I asked. We were still in Claire's hospital room. Not the same one as last time she was admitted, but one that pretty much looked the same, they all did. Claire was sat on her bed with Eve next to her, Michael was just hovering round, clearly still feeling on the edge and a bit awkward. I'm still not sure if I can trust him or not. What I'm most worried about is whether or not he is in the position to cut off this deal. We will just have to see. All I know is that he better not hurt Claire again.
"Yes, they are. Boys would you mind coming out to talk for a second?" Dr Marshel asked. I looked over to Michael who just shrugged and said "Sure."
Nodding my head I quickly kissed Claire on the lips and whispered, "I'll be back in a minute. Love you."
"Love you too." She whispered back.
"Hey hang on!" Eve cut in, standing up and crossing her arms over her chest. "What about me?"
"We can't leave Miss Danvers all by herself now can we?" Dr Marshel told her.
"Oh my goodness yes!" Eve exclaimed."I will stay and keep Claire company." I snorted. "Laughing at me Collins?" She suddenly snapped.
"Nope," I replied. "That is very, um cute of you."
"Whatever." She said, sitting back down. The doctor tapped his foot impatiently. "Right." I said, acknowledging him. "Come on Mike."
Claire's POV
The boys left the room with the doctor, leaving me and Eve alone.
"WHat do you think they are talking about?" Eve asked absent minded, while fiddling with her black hair, her pale powered face making it hard to tell if it was just the makeup making her look that white, or whether she was feeling it too.
"Who cares!" I said. "Lets make the most of it being just us two for change. What shall we do?" I asked excitedly and jumped off the bed.
Bad idea.
My head suddenly became very light and I quickly sat on the floor before I could fall on it. While my vision was blurred slightly I figured that maybe being bouncy wasn't my smartest move.
The deafening noise in my ears began to die down and I slowly became aware of the things surrounding me again. Eve had dropped to the floor next to me and gently stroking my hair.
"You okay?" She asked sounding worried and trying hard to hold in her panic. I didn't try to answer straight away. I waited until I had stopped shaking so much so she couldn't hear the tremor in my voice.
"Yeah," I finally replied. "I'm fine. I just got a bit dizzy. Get out of the way so I can stand up . . ." I pushed Eve aside but she still grabbed my arm to help me. I stood up and pushed her off once again.
"Eve I'm not a baby I can take care of myself you know!" Woah, did I just say that out loud?
"Claire . . . I'm, I mean, I'm sorry but . . . I don't - "
"No." I cut in. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." Eve sat on the bed again and looked at me.
"It is kinda strange . . ."
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Shane's POV
"So we have the test results and there's good news and there's bad news. Which would you prefer?" Dr Marshel asked.
"The good news." Me and Michael both said in sinc.
"Well, the tumour is still at Level One. But part of the bad news is that it is very close to moving into Level Two."
"But it is still treatable?" Michael ask, his voice very serious.
"Yes, of course." Dr Marshel replied reassuringly. "But this is where the other bad news comes in."
I tensed up. "Go on."
"Being on the Level Two scale means that the chance of radiotherapy working is very low. Surgery is the better option and more effective option." He told us. I let out a sigh relief. That wasn't as bad as what I thought.
"Ok so we will talk to Claire about surgery and then take it from there right?" I said. Michael nodded in agreement with me.
"Well that's not the bad part." I stared at him. "The bad part is that when I brought up the subject of surgery with Miss Danvers a couple of days ago, she well, lets just say that she is very against the idea."
"What do you mean?" I asked, very confused.
" She said, and I quote, 'I refuse to have surgery, I won't let anyone near my skull with a giant drill.' "
Oh I would have said that she would come around and change her mind, but the state that my fiancee is in right now I don't think anyone could persuade.
Ah hell this is not the perfect day that Claire said it was going to be . . .
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Claire's POV
"I said no. " I insisted. They had just told me about what was happening, and what they wanted me to do.
And there was no way i was doing it. Nuh uh.
"Claire please just think about this!" Eve pleaded. She was pacing the room and surprise, surprise, she was crying.
"No. I refuse. You can't do anything without my consent and I'm giving it. Not now, not ever. "
"I do not think you understand Claire," Dr Marshel said. "Without surgery you will only get worse and then we wont be able to do anything to help you. "
I know he was right but I really don't want to have some stranger drilling my head open!
"Look CB," Michael said in a calm voice from the other side of the room. "Dr Marshel explained that even though you may not realise it things are gradually getting worse. Personality changes is one example, this morning you were really happy and now you're really not."
"Yeah," Eve chimed in "and your balance is worse, like when you nearly collapsed a minute ago."
"And your headaches -" I cut Shane off.
"Is this meant to make me feel better?" I snapped. "Cause its really not. "
"They are just putting into perspective what is happening Claire. " Dr Marshel reasoned. "And its only going to get worse unless we do something. Now."
I thought about this for a moment before an idea popped into my head.
"Hang on, you said that radiotherapy may not work, but there is a chance that it will right?" I asked.
The doctor nodded his head. "Yes but-"
"- Then thats what I want." I interrupted.
The was a short silence in the room before Shane came and knelt in front of me, taking my hands in his as he looked me straight in the eyes.
"Babe, if you do this you are going to feel very ill. It wont be nice at all. I don't want you to go through that unless you are absolutely certain you want to do it. " He told me gently. I replied, still looking him directly in the eyes.
"I don't want it Shane. But I don't want surgery either." I then addressed the whole room. "If radiotherapy doesn't work then I promise that I will agree to surgery." I looked pleadingly at Dr Marshel. "Please just let me do this."
He sighed. "Okay Claire. This is going against the textbooks but okay. I will go and make the arrangements." Be paused for a second before adding "we are going to have to start this very soon. the day after tomorrow?"
"Yes. Thank you." I replied smiling. The doctor just nodded, mumbling to himself as he left the room.
"I hate hospitals." I muttered under my breath.
"I know CB." Shane said and rubbed my back soothingly. I sighed and leaned into his touch, putting my head on his shoulder. Against his touch I could feel him shaking.
I looked at my best friend and she was still crying, silent tears rolling down her face. Michael had moved to put his arm protectively around Eve's waist, pulling her close. He had a poker face on, so I didn't really know how he was feeling, but I could guess that he felt lost, like everyone else in this room.
"Guys I'm so so sorry for putting you all through this." I said, feeling myself becoming emotional. "I hate to think that you are all hurting because of me." A tear slid down my face.
"This isn't your fault Claire." Eve told me.
"And we'd never let you go through this by yourself. Thats what friends are for. " Eve nodded and blew me a kiss.
"Thank you." I blew a kiss back. "I don't tell you enough how much I love you guys."
"We know you do Claire. And we love you too. More than. The sun and the moon." Shane chimed in, kissing me on the forehead.
I moved back slightly to look at him. "I promise you Shane that as soon as this is over, and it will be over, I will marry you, just like I vowed I would on my birthday."
"Hang on hang on hang on! What?" Eve screeched.
Oh God we hadn't told them! How had I forgotten?
"Shane did you pack it?" I asked. He nodded and went to my night bag, pulling out the little box and passing it to me. He was grinning and I knew he been looking forward to doing this.
"What is it?!" Eve shouted Michael put a hand over her mouth and told her to shush.
Smiling at them I open the box, showing off the beautiful ring.
It got the reaction I was hoping for. Eve screamed and ran and jumped on me. As far as I was aware Michael was shaking Shane's hand, but I couldn't be sure cause, well you know, Eve was on me.
"Eve your suffocating me. "
"I'm sorry!" She apologised. "Why didn't you tell us?"
I gave a nervous giggle "I um forgot?"
"Claire I'm so happy for you." Michael said, peeling Eve off me so he could give me a hug too.
The only last thing to do was . . .
"Oh Shane you're all grown up! come here you!" Speaking of, Eve threw herself at my fiancee.
"Eve I'm marrying Claire not you so get off me!"
Maybe today had been a good day after all . . .
So Ive kinda planned for Eve to have her own little story soon along with the main story (a bit like what ive done for Michael) what do you think? ok so I'll update soon xxx bye bye! Xxxxx