Babes Stripping For Love

“Tell me,” Gage uttered his words, insisting on her one more time. Then he waited patiently for Bree to explain everything and she did not disappoint when she blurted out all her concerns in between her sobs. Maybe it should make him feel bad to force her into the confession but he did not care. Days and weeks that they were apart had made him miserable and in all selfishness he wanted her to feel the same way too.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Gage wanted her to know that being apart was a bad idea.

“So?” his single word holds a lot of questions. His headache was under control but the effort was still too much for him to articulate his words.

Will they get back together? will Bree move back in and finally said yes to his proposal?

“I love you, I missed you, I’m so so sorry.” She kissed his knuckles again, she thought back to a few hours back when her heart ached so bad at the possibility of losing him, how she was going to regret the rest of her life for rejecting his proposal and most likely denying Hazel of having the perfect dad. “And yes I’ll marry you if you still want me, it’s so crazy that I’m doing this but I’m so happy that you’re okay.” She was smiling and crying at the same time and Gage thought it was the most beautiful view he had ever seen.

“Of course I still want you.” They both smiled and she leaned down and kissed his lips.

But just like a bad TV show one, of his doctors decided that it was the perfect time to enter the room. Gage had talked to a team of specialists earlier, his MRI and CT scans showed a mass of cells in his brain and after reading the results they were going to drill into his head and take a sample of the mass that had been causing him severe headaches in the past couple of weeks.

“Congratulation Mr. Huxley and future Mrs. Huxley,” his neurosurgeon cleared his throat before announcing his arrival with his congratulatory expression. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your private moment,” the older man smiled at both of them then he asked Gage if he wanted to have the conversation in private.

“Neurosurgeon?” Bree asked in confusion when he introduced himself to Bree as Dr. Durst, a neurosurgeon. She thought that Gage just had some bruises and would be coming home in the next couple of days. She tried not to panic thinking Gage probably bumped his head and the doctor was making sure everything was alright, but he’s the freaking neurosurgeon, not the neurologist, the title means that the man performs surgery on his patients’ brains. Then Bree’s mind went wild thinking that Gage might have swelling in the brain, or bleeding and they need to operate. She was on the verge of panic when he rubbed his thumb on her hand and took her attention back to Gage.

“It’s going to be okay from now on,” Gage assured her, he was on the top of the board game already, and he didn’t want to snake down and start all over again. He was confident, he needed to be confident that Bree was all he needs and everything would be okay.

Everything is going to be okay, Gage silently prayed.

“We had MRI and CT scans, our team of specialists had taken a look at the results…” The doctor was explaining everything with a trained language and knowledge, but Bree was too shocked to take in his words until the word craniotomy made her snap her head to Gage’s doctor.

Specialist, she repeated the word in her mind. Bree felt like her heart just swooshed down the floor, she felt like she was going to lose another loved one to the deadly disease all over again. There was nothing good when Dr. Durst said that they have a team of specialists. “We’re talking about a biopsy?” Bree had an aunt with brain cancer when she was growing up and it took a toll on everyone. She was still in high school and she had adored her aunt and cried for her when test after test was done and everything was leading to her late stage of brain cancer. All of her family members stood by her aunt bravely to face the imminent future and Bree didn’t know how she was going to be strong for Gage.

“When?” Bree asked knowing they were going to drill a hole in his skull as soon as they can. She still remembered everything all too well, all the risks and all the possibilities, a mass in the brain was nothing to joke about and she suddenly remembered about his headaches and connected everything down to his recent accident.

“We will monitor Mr. Huxley but we would like to do this soonest seeing the size of the mass.”

“Will you try to remove it while doing the biopsy?”

“Yes, with the position of the mass…” the doctor looked at Gage and then back to Bree silently asking if she had gone through a similar situation as he explains further about the procedure.

“My aunt, brain cancer. Is it a tumor? has it spread?” Bree gripped his hand tighter hoping for the best, she wiped her tears but waited for the doctor’s answers as her heart was beating erratically as if it was threatening to jump out of her ribcage. Dr. Durst said that they had performed an MRI, Bree was wishing like crazy that it hasn’t spread and that it was just a tumor.

“It’s a tumor, we believe it hasn’t spread,”

Her heart just swooshed again, as if she was on the highest rollercoaster ride. The feeling as the word left the doctor’s mouth got her hopes up, but then another valley mountain of the rollercoaster ride was making her heart start beating furiously.

“with the biopsy, we’re going to determine if it’s benign or malignant.”

The neurosurgeon finally left and told them that the neurologist will visit him today for a consultation, Bree already know since Gage was bound to the bed all the doctors will need to come to visit him and assess his emergency situation.

“Bree?”

“I will be here, I’m here for you.” Her voice was shaky, but she was trying to put up a brave front. She still remembered how her parents told her to be brave in front of her aunt and she was trying hard to do the same to Gage while all the risks that Dr. Durst just said lingered in her mind.

“Everything is going to be okay,” Gage tried to assure her but he could see it in her eyes that the news broke her heart greatly. Gage cursed, hoping there was something that he can do to let all the worry away from her.

“I know, it’s a tumor, not spreading, now I’m hoping that it’ll be benign and they can remove it easily.” Bree recited the information more to convince herself than to assure Gage.

“I love you,” Her lover said as he took her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles trying to get rid of her bad thoughts away.

“I love you too.” Bree leaned down and softly put her lips on his. Bree didn’t want to think about the risks, she will love him for as long as she can have him. The back of her eyes once again stings with her unshed tears, but she refused to be sad, she wanted to be strong for him, she wanted to help him, to be there for him just like he did many times before.

Bree loves him and she will do her best to love him and makes him happy.