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"What do you think caused this?" He said looking concerned.
"What do you think caused this?" He said looking concerned.
Lillian sighed, "I don't know."
"Should we be worried? The doctor said it was serious."
"I know I am. Darren don't ever brush something like this off, it'll never help."
Darren let out a sigh and he put his still throbbing head back on the pillow. "I'm scared for those tests to come back."
Lillian nodded, "I am too. I'll stay as long as I can, but I need to get home. My mom's pretty peeved right now."
The concern on Darren's face only grew, "Are you going to get in trouble for staying with me overnight?"
Lillian didn't want to tell him, "I'm sure it'll be fine."
"I hope so," Darren said. A few moments later a different doctor came into the room. This time it was a tall, older looking man with silver hair and a sorrowful look on his face. He was holding an official looking folder as he pulled a chair up next to Darren's bed. "Hello there Mr. Anderson," He looked shook Darren's hand and then offered a hand to Lillian as well, "I'm Dr. Britian."
Lillian shook his hand. She didn't say anything in return.
He sat down in the chair opening the folder and then looking up at Darren, "There is some very-uhh- sensitive information waiting for you in this folder. Are you comfortable with the young lady knowing?" He looked at Lillian. "Yeah. Consider her family." Darren said. "Okay." The doctor plastered a phony smile on his face, he took a deep breath before saying the words that would forever change Darren's life. "You have a brain tumor."
Lillian's mouth dropped. She wasn't expecting this, this, this. She couldn't even finish her thoughts. She looked at Darren her face filled with sadness and concern.
Darren stared into space as if he didn't understand what the doctor was telling him. Dr. Britian stood, "I'm going to give him some time to process and I'll be back when he has questions." then he left the room leaving Darren speechless.
Lillian looked at Darren. She said quietly, "Y-you good?"
Darren turned to Lillian, a tear streaming down his cheek, "Yeah." he said in almost a whisper, "I'm good."
Lillian grabbed his hand and squeezed it, "You don't have to pretended. This is…. Big."
"I don't know what else to do." Darren remained at a near whisper, "How am I going to tell my dad? My mom died from cancer and now his son has it." More tears made their way down Darren's face.
Lillian held him. She kissed his forehead, "We'll figure out something."
"I could die." He said blankly, realizing it for the first time.
Lillian responded, "Yeah. You could."
Darren started crying despite how much he was trying to hold it in. His shoulders began to shake and the tears came faster.
Lillian held him tighter. She began to play with his hair in an effort to calm him. She felt the bile come again, Not now. Please.
Darren put his head as close to Lillian as he could, nestling up against her neck as the crying began to slow. It was a calming feeling have Lillian hold him and having her hand in his hair. Even when the crying seemed to have stopped he didn't let go of Lillian.
Lillian held Darren for as long as possible. She wanted him to know she was there.
A knock came from the door, it was Dr. Britian again. Darren saw him and let go of Lillian. He wiped the tears from his face as the doctor sat back down. "So, do either of you have questions?"
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