Until You 3

The young doctor in front of her let out a remorse sigh as he scanned the report file in his hands. A minute later he looked up and saw Lita sat nervously and then looked back the report file. Lita nearly screamed in frustration when she saw the doctor leisurely read the file and as he slowly closed the file, he looked at her in rather odd way. “Well, I hope you calm down when you hear what I’m going to say, Miss Kino.”

“Do I have a migraine?” Lita asked quickly. An uneasiness feeling tightened her mind.

“Well, no…” his voice trailed down in hesitation.

“It’s not migraine?” Lita frowned. The doctor’s expression was so sorrow and helpless. What could be worse than a migraine?

The doctor uneasily leaned forward. “I’m afraid you’re suffering a brain tumor.” His words roared her ears and mind. The truth pierced her heart painfully and hit her hard. That’s impossible! Lita screamed silently. It had to be! Lita chanted. I’m not having any brain tumor. That’s…that’s ridiculous!

“Miss Kino?” the doctor said softly at the surprised…shocked looking woman in front of him. “You okay?”

Lita couldn’t breath. The truth was choking her and squeezing her heart. She knew if she didn’t take any oxygen right now, she’d be suffocated and died immediately rather than died in a few month of her tumor. Her icy hands fiercely grabbed at each other as she tried to compose herself back.

Then, she realized that her eyes were tightly closed and her lungs were on fire. Taking a deep breath, the emerald eyes reappeared and stared expectedly at him. “Is it serious?”

“Not very serious, fortunately. But if we performed any surgery, the risk is still high. It’s the brain that we operate, though,” the doctor tried to sound smooth but the look at the flustered and frustrated young lady in front of him made him felt guilty at some way.

Lita was lost. She couldn’t think anything right now. She wanted to get away from this place. She wanted to think thoroughly. She wanted lay down and wished this were all a bad dream. She wanted to die. A sob almost escaped from her throat and Lita knew that she would break down in front of this doctor…this stranger if she didn’t get away. “I’ve…I’ve got to go,” a small voice come out from her tightened throat and Lita immediately stood up and ran out from the room and the building.

I’m afraid you are suffering from brain tumor the doctor’s voice echoed through her brain. Brain tumor… Lita ran faster. Brain tumor… She was breathless and collapsed and leaned against the tree in the park. If we performed the surgery, the risk is still high. A tear strolled down her pale cheek. It’s the brain that we operate, though. Bitter laugh escape through her sorrow. How easy he made it sound!

Away from people, Lita buried her face between her hands on her drawn up knees and cried herself out. At this moment, she never needed anything more than she needed Nephrite. Nephrite… Lita closed her eyes painfully. How am I going to tell him? I couldn’t bear to hurt him anymore. Looking up to the sky, Lita silently begged. Oh, mother. What am I to do…?

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Nephrite almost slammed down the receiver in frustration. This is the fifth time he tried to call Lita and she never picked up. Obviously she was not at home but he really wanted to know what the result said.

“Jadeite, can you take my place? I’ve to go,” Nephrite said as he snatched his coat and quickly wore it.

Jadeite sat up. “You want to go somewhere?”

“Yes and it’s urgent,” Nephrite said as he tied his long hair.

“Something to do with all the phone callings?”

“Something like that,” Nephrite answered and closed the door behind him, leaving Jadeite muttered something about irresponsible and irrational.

Inside his shiny black Porsche, Nephrite tried to slow down but whenever it came to Lita nothing else mattered. Lita was everything and he knew that he was willing to sacrifice everything that he had for her.

Impatiently, he rang the doorbell. Somehow, he knew that she was here. “Lita! Are you in there?” Silence. “I know you are, so stop hiding.” Silent again. “Lita, this damn door won’t keep me outside, and you know it.” Nephrite looked around, getting ready to teleport.

At that remark, Lita slowly unlocked the door. “What the hell took you so long to open the door?” he demanded.

“I was sleeping,” Lita lied. The truth was, she was in pain. The headache was getting worse and the pain that had just passed her nearly made her faint. It took her a few minutes to regain her color so that Nephrite won’t know.

“You obviously are,” his feature softened as he affectionately ran his fingers through her thick tangled hair, savoring the softness of her hair. Lita smiled lovingly at him.

“Why don’t you sit down,” Lita helped him out from his coat. “I’ll fix you something to drink.”

“That’s be nice.”

Lita walked into her kitchen. She had never felt so miserable in her life or so guilty. She didn’t want to keep her illness as a secret from Nephrite and yet she couldn’t find the courage to tell him. All she wanted was his support and she knew he could make it all a lot better with his touches and words. But her voice stuck in her throat every time she tried to tell him.

“What brings you here?” Lita asked as she put down their drinks.

“I was calling you, about your medical check-up result but you never answer my calls, so I came over. What’s the verdict?”

“I…The doctor said that I worked too much and…and I need some rest,” her lips quivered as they blurted out lies. She just couldn’t tell him.

“You sure? You looked abnormally pale.” His expression was concern as he reached out to smooth out her disarrayed hair from his cheeks. His action brought fresh tears to her eyes, knowing that she would do anything to make him happy. Impulsively, she touched softly his hard jaws and moved up to savor the softer part of his face-his cheek.

“I’m sure,” she tried to sound convince without spilling any tears. To Nephrite, even though Lita looked pale with her wild wavy mahogany hair framing her small and fragile face, she looked breathtakingly appealing.

“You are so beautiful…” He whispered softly and lowered his head to taste her. She taste heavenly and sweet and he deepened his kiss, trying to tell her how much she meant to him.

“I love you, Lita,” he moved his hands, one to her waist and one to her cheek, pulling her closer to him. “I’ll never stop loving you,” he ran his lips upward and kissed softly her temple. “We’ll live forever and I swear I’ll make you happy for the rest of our live.” His lips lingered at her temple deliciously and Lita closed her eyes, trying to hold back her tears. No! I’ll never live forever. I’m going to die! A tear managed to escape from her tightly closed eyelids. As Nephrite kissed her temple, he tasted salty water. Instantly, Nephrite pulled and saw Lita was crying.

“What’s wrong?” Nephrite frowned. Lita shook her head. “Nothing…I…” Lita had never felt this weak, especially when he captured her with those incredible blue eyes and she had never felt so needed. She wanted him to hold her, to soothe her pains away and to help her getting through all this. “Just hold me,” she begged. “Please don’t ask, just hold me.”

His arms comfortably around her and Lita buried her face in his neck, crying all her fears and problems. What’s wrong, Lita? Nephrite silently asked, tightening his embrace. Why don’t you tell me?

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