*Carlos' POV*
"Sorry to keep you waiting. We have the results from the blood tests and also I reviewed the information from your physical exam. I'm very sorry to inform you of this but Carlos, our test results show that you have acute Leukemia."
"I have cancer?" My voice came out weak and shaking. I looked at Logan and saw that tears were already streaming his face.
"Yes. There is a slight problem though. You said that you have been having symptoms for a few months already. Your regular doctor never thought to test you so the cancer had progressed a bit. You will need to immediately start treatment."
"Immediately?!"
"Yes. The Leukemia cells are growing quickly. If there's a chance at stopping this, you need to leave for treatment as soon as possible. We want to send you to Mayo Clinic in Rochester. They have a variety of treatment options such as chemotherapy, radiation treatments, stem cell transplants, and biological therapy."
"Um...okay."
"I have some information packets for you to take home. We need to know what your decision is by tomorrow."
"Okay. Thank you. I'll call you in the morning." We finished up a couple more things and then I headed home with Logan. He wouldn't stop crying and I don't blame him. I felt terrified when I thought of what might happen to me. Logan instantly went to our room when we got home and cried himself to sleep. I decided to look through the information that the doctor gave me and come up with a plan. By the end of the night, I knew what I needed to do.
*Next morning*
*Logan's POV*
I woke up to an empty bed. I got up and went looking for Carlos. I checked the whole apartment but I couldn't find him anywhere. I gave up and went into the kitchen to grab some food. On the counter was a letter and a dozen roses in a vase. I opened up the letter and was almost in tears when I saw Carlos handwriting written across the page.
Dear Logan,
I didn't have the heart to tell you this in person so I wrote you a letter. I also bought you some roses because I know that there your favorite. This morning at 9:00, I left on a plane to Minnesota. I know that your probably angry at me for leaving without telling you. You're probably even angrier at the fact that I left without you. I would have loved to have you right by my side through treatment, but it's better if you stay.
I want you to try and keep living a somewhat normal life. Take care of the kids, go to work, and try your hardest to get by. I know that treatment will cost a lot of money. If you would have came with me, then we would have both been out of work for god knows how long. I need you to be brave for me. I need you to stay strong.
I'm supposed to start treatment tomorrow morning, bright and early. To be honest, I'm terrified but I know somewhere deep down that this will work and that i'll be home with you in a few months. I promise to call you as often as I can and I really want you to come visit me soon.
I'll be thinking of you,
Carlos
P.S. Look on the back of the letter :)