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From Mountains to Lone Stars

Not that Word

With tears still pouring down my face, I turned to look at Matt. We were still waiting for the doctors to come back for the biopsy. I imagined they were prepping for the surgery. Matt was sitting back in the chair, looking at me like I was so fragile.

"Matt, you can go home," I said, sniffing my snot back into my nose. "You really don't have to stay with me. I think I'll be here all night."

Matt sat up and shot me a glance. "I'm staying, Alexis. Now, I'm going to step out to make some phone calls on your behalf. I doubt you're going to school tomorrow, and I need to let Miranda know where we are."

I nodded and watched him leave. The second my door closed, I finally let the tears fall for real. They ran down my face, leaving dirty tracks and making my nose all runny and gross. I was entering that stage where I started to hiccup and sob. My chest was heaving, trying to keep up the breaths I was letting out.

"Hey, Mav..." Matt trailed off when he saw the sight of me. Those were some damn short phone calls. I hated for people to see me cry; it made me feel weak. "Jesus."

Matt rushed over to me and pulled me in for another hug. He gave amazing hugs. I can't believe that's what I was thinking about when my body was about to be operated on again. But he gave such good hugs. Ugh, this crush needed to go away.

"I'm okay, Matt." I rubbed my nose, putting snot all over my hand. "Really." I wiped the snot down the blanket of the hospital bed. It wasn't doing much to keep me warm anyway. Now I was crying and cold.

"No, you're not. Stop trying to be brave, Alexis. It's scary, okay?" Matt sat back down and grabbed my hand, holding it tightly. I think the large man was just as scared as me.

A knock sounded on the door and in walked a team of doctors and what appeared to be interns. The same doctor who had run out demanding I needed a biopsy came over to me bed.

"Miss Stewart, I know this isn't the most exciting situation, but I hope you don't mind that I've brought along some interns to see what's going on. When you're ready, we'll give you the anesthetic."

I looked the doctor up and down and then shot Matt a frightened look. He could probably see the panic all over my face. "I'm ready as I'll ever be," I said and squeezed Matt's hand.

Another doctor came over to me and set up all these devices. I imagined this would be the anesthetic. All my other surgeries had been in Reno, so this was a whole new feeling for me. It was kind of weird, but I could feel it hit me immediately.
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I woke up to Matt hovering over me. He smiled brightly and those gorgeous dimples popped out. I think the drugs they came me were still affecting me because I saw my finger reach up and poke his dimples. I giggled when they got deeper.

"How are you feeling, Mav?" Matt grabbed my finger.

"I don't know... do I have a cool scar?"

Matt laughed. "No, you don't. Doctor is supposed to come in soon."

I nodded and reached for his hand. Whatever they told me, I wanted Matt to be there and make it a little better. I hoped the doctor came in soon.

His ears must have been ringing because he walked right in and shut the door. He shot a glance at Matt, and then his eyes met mine. I didn't like what I saw in them. I didn't like that look at all.

"Miss Stewart, the biopsy shows that you have ovarian and uterian cancer."

Notes

Oh boy.

Comments

@Buggaloo
Glad you enjoyed!

HereticBlood6661 HereticBlood6661
12/29/18

I'm not crying, you're crying!
great story..... even if you made me cry.

Buggaloo Buggaloo
12/28/18

The part where Mav left. And I’m up to date now! Ready to see if this sign from Mav is going anywhere...

@overneaththepathofmisery
Well hey... what part did you just read?

Oh yeah, Imma take a page outta your book, woman. FIGHT ME! COME ON! LET’S GO! I’m a blubbering fucking mess! How could you do this to me, Heri?! I’m under my blanket and I’m not coming out. Ever. Don’t talk to me. Or look at me. Or think about me. Or breathe my air!

Take that as a compliment ;)