Last Desire 11
A/N: OK I have realized that I have been a little
mean with the happens of the story but things can't always be happy! I mean I
was nice enough to let her live to this point! I can't help it, I mean I haven't
done a person dieing story since an Empty Space. MUHAHA
Disclaimer: Roxy
is a fictional person and I do not own any of the
wrestlers.
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"What?" Brock asked a little
hoarsely. One minute they get the joyous news that they're going to have twins
the next Roxy only had a few more months to live.
"Looking at her files
shows she's had trauma to her body before, and now that's catching up with her
in the long run. Her heart and lungs are working for two other people now; the
strain on her heart can kill her. You could kill one of the twins to give her a
better chance of living." The doctor said solemnly. Brock just stood there, he
couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Why do you all look like you've
seen a ghost?" Roxy asked walking out into the hallway. Brock just hugged her.
"Did I miss something?"
"I'll leave you too alone now." The doctor said
walking away from them.
"What's the matter?" Roxy asked looking a Brock
with worried eyes. Brock guided her back into the office and sat her down so
they could talk.
"Roxy I don't know how to tell you this but there's a
problem." Brock said choosing his words careful. "If you have the twins you have
a very good chance of dieing." Roxy just looked up at him, tears filling her
eyes.
"But I have a chance I won't." Roxy said softly.
"The doctor
wants us to consider aborting one baby." Brock whispered.
"No, that's not
fair." Roxy said as she began to cry. "I guess I only have a few months
then."
"Don't talk like that." Brock told her.
"Let's face it
Brock, it's over." Roxy said gently holding his face in her hands. "It was only
a matter of time before death caught me. I managed to dodge it for years, but
not in this case."
"Roxy, everything will work itself out." Brock said
trying to reassure her and himself a little bit more then he was trying to
convince Roxy of the fact that she only had a few months to live.
A week
had pasted and Roxy had decided to keep her death notice jus between her and
Brock. She had figured that she didn't want her last few months to be filled
with sorrow and pity from other people. She thought that it would be better if
her friends wouldn't be depressed over this but they would be their to lift her
broken spirit. Brock had talk to Stephanie and explained the situation to her in
the strictest confidence, and he was granted some time off to be with Roxy. But
for now Roxy sat in a hotel room looking at the old photos that Rob had saved
for her of their mother.
"Roxy, sweetheart, what are you doing?" Brock
asked sitting on the bad next to her.
"I was looking at the photos Rob
gave me of mom." Roxy said wiping her eyes. "I can't believe I am never going to
hear my children say 'Mommy'. I'm never going to hear them I say 'I love you.'
Tell. Be there when they first walk. Or they're not even going to remember me. I
won't be there to tuck them in at night, or tell them stories. I don't wanna
die, not now." Roxy cried.
"It's going to be ok." Brock said trying to be
the stronger of the two.
"How can it be?" Roxy asked trying to get
herself under control.
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Ok I know that was
short but whatever! I can't go where I really want to because I am in school and
I can't use cursing! Grrr.. But that won't stop me for long! Well I can't use a
lot of cursing but screw them anyways! I already got in trouble once today, I
might as well make it two for two!
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Hasta la
bye-bye-bye,
Meggie-muffin