Welcome to the cruel world. Chapter 17.

I apologize for being late; I've had loads of quizzes and school work and I couldn't find any free time to write. Also I'm gonna start my midterms in almost two weeks so bare with my slow posts. Without further ado, here is chapter 17:*

WARNING: short post coming up.








-Khaled's Point Of View:

I couldn't believe it, I just couldn't. the thought of that possibility isn’t going through my brain and I won't allow it! I can't bear to imagine Norah, MY NORAH, in needles and connected to all sorts of machines. I wanted to go punch the light of day out of that doctor but I knew it wasn’t his fault. I took a look at Norah's face and wish I hadn’t. she had silent tears streaming down her face, her eyes wide open and her hand clutching her chest as if she couldn’t breathe. She needed me now more than ever, Dr. David gave us one last smile and left his office to give us a few minutes alone while we register the thought of Norah having cancer.

I hesitated to go sit next to her but I do so anyway, "Norah?" I said in a soft voice, almost a whisper. No answer. "Norah? Ga3da tsm3eeny?" I asked.. still no answer. I was about to ask her again when she suddenly gasped and started crying out loud. :') "i..i..i can't.. NO. he must got it all wrong. Yes there is no way I have cancer. No, no, no, no and NO" she started mumbling to herself as if I'm not there, trying to convince herself that she was fine, and she is!

"Norah, look at me" I said, sitting on my knees in front of her. She didn’t, its like im not even there. "NORAH, look at me," I said while holding her chin with my fingers softly, making her acknowledge my existence. We locked eyes and her bottom lip started wobbling, a sign that she was going to start crying again. "hey hey," I said while wiping a stray tear with me index finger, "you're going to be okay, got it?" I said with firmness in my voice cause god knows if she started crying I'm gonna cry with her. "the doctor didn’t say it was for sure, remember? How about we ask him to come back again so we'd ask our questions?" I said while rubbing my finger against her left blushing cheek. "okay.." she said while nodding her head. I got up and went to look for the doctor.





-Norah's Point Of View:

I don’t want this. I don’t want to live my life laying in hospital beds, having my hair fall down, not being in the mood for anything that requires effort. I DON’T WANT THIS. I have seen what cancer does to its patients and that’s the thing, I don’t want to be one of cancers patients. I want to graduate from college, I want to see Abdullah go to his first day at school, I want to get married, have children, have a family of my own..

I don’t want my mind to wander off, I just want to pray that the doctors "theory" isn’t correct. Whilst taking deep breaths, Dr. David and Khaled walked inside the room, Khaled giving me a small smile whereas Dr. David is giving me a guilty one.

We began asking our questions which consisted of "how will I fight it?" "when do I take a test to check if I have cancer?" "what type of cancer?" and so they go on….



We had to wrap it up and come back another time since he has an appointment. As we're heading out he said, "I'm surprised you didn’t take a blood test sooner, since your mom was a cancer patient." Woah, what? Both Khaled and I stopped in our tracks, I turned around so fast that I got dizzy for a bit but I didn’t care. "excuse me?" I said, hoping what just came out of his mouth was un-correct. "I don’t understand.." Khaled said in the background. I could tell Dr. David was dumbfolded by my shocking face. "don’t you know?" he asked in a confused voice. "know what??" I asked, my temper getting the best of me. "your mom had breast cancer and she was in London for medical treatment…" he said.





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