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CHAPTER 29
Annie
SHE’S GETTING WORST
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        THIS AFTERNOON, Dr. Atler wanted to speak to my parents and I about something. He said it was important. I walk down the seemingly long hallway towards Dr. Atler’s office, I finally reach his door and my hand lingers on the doorknob. Every ounce of anxiety begins to fill my chest as I open the door and see Dr. Atler, my parents, and Kim in the room. I can only think of the worst thing Dr. Atler will say.I take a seat next to my parents and watch as Dr. Atler takes a look at my files. He sighs and that only makes this feeling in my stomach worse. “This can’t be good news.” I thought to myself.

        “Well, it appears that the scarring in Annie’s lungs are getting worse. And I have also noticed that She hasn’t been wearing her oxygen tank and not taking her puffer for her Asthma as regularly as she used to.” Dr. Atler explains.

        “What do you suggest then?” My dad asks.

       “I suggest that Annie takes it slow and continues to wear her oxygen tank as well as taking her puffer. And I will also be monitoring her from time to time.”

        I couldn’t stand listening to this anymore, tears kept flowing from my eyes and I finally had the courage to run out. I run as fast as my crap lungs can take me before I run into someone’s chest. The person grabs onto my shoulders and I can now see the person’s face. Julian.

        “What’s wrong, Annie.” He asks, looking in my eyes.

       “Nothing.” I say, wiping away my tears. I try to brush past him and walk away but he grabs my wrist. “Annie, talk to me.” He says sternly, and he spins me around so I’m facing him. He puts his hands on my cheeks and looks at me. “What’s wrong?” He says, more calmly.

        I told him everything. And now we’re standing against the window, Julian’s looking at me but I refuse to see the hurt look on his face, He doesn’t deserve this. I take a deep breath as more tears fall from my eyes, a bunch of emotions swim through my mind, I clench my fists on the windowsill. Finally Julian speaks.“What are we going to do?” He asks, his voice so quiet that it’s barely audible.

       “I don’t know.” I say, and slide down on the floor crossing my legs. Julian sits down next to me and rests his chin on my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my waist.

       “Well if there's one thing I know is that you’re brave and that we’ll get through this, together okay?” He says, rising his head off my shoulder and looking me in the eye.

      “Okay.” I say, giving him a quick kiss. I rest my head on his shoulder and link my fingers into his. We sit there in silence until I speak up. “By the way, that was two things.” I say and Julian starts laughing.