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MADELYN FOUND HERSELF PACING BACK AND FORTH IN THE UPSTAIRS PART OF THE FAIRCHILD HOME, the teenage girl chewed on her fingers anxiously as she did so, waiting for a response from the guy sitting across from her,
"—how much has it metastasized?" quint asked in a tight voice, his foot resting on his knee gently as he tried to listen to everything that madelyn was telling him, but it was a lot to take in,
"not that much, they caught it early enough, but if i wait any longer i could be paralyzed from the waist down" madelyn anxiously explained her medical situation to quint.
she had no idea who to tell, who to go to.
she figured she would have the easiest time telling someone as heartless as quint that she got diagnosed with cancer at the age of fifteen just two days ago.
"what are your options?" quint followed up, which only made madelyn sigh before she responded,
this was the hard part, this was the part madelyn was having a problem with, making the decision of how she wanted to treat her cancer.
"he said if i get the surgery and do chemo that my chances of beating the cancer are much higher, but the surgery is risky and could paralyze me from the waist down" madelyn began as she sat down on the couch beside quint,
"or... i could just do chemo, but the chances of me beating the cancer are much more slim" she said, sounding like she had run a mile long marathon with how out of breath she was out of distress,
quint furrowed his brows for a moment, like he was thinking of a specific answer to give her.
"get the surgery" he said as if it was obvious, however, madelyn just stared at him as if he was insane, "get the surgery? what if i become paralyzed?" she repeated frantically as she looked over to the guy sitting next to her,
"there's a risk of you becoming paralyzed either way, if the cancer spreads then you'll become paralyzed and die, so what's the lesser of two evils?" he intelligently responded as he turned to face madelyn as well.
"i can't do this" madelyn buried her head in her hands out of distress, she had no idea what to do anymore, what this meant, was she going to die? was she going to live?
"are you going to tell miles?" he asked gently, madelyn felt tears well up in her two different colored eyes as she heard those words escape his mouth, "i-i can't" she shakily choked out, causing quints face to fall,
