Death of music 4

  AS Daniel yelled for the doctor to open the door Annabelle woke up suddenly and almost fell into a puddle of water. Confused as to where she was she looked at Daniel yelling. As she looked at him she saw he soft tears he cried and the worried look that was showing. Annabelle started at him in amazement, like she had never fully looked at him before; she saw ice blue eyes that were gently set, and how the rain darkened his brown hair so that it looked almost black.

     "He's beautiful." She thought to herself, afraid to say anything out loud just yet. At this time a sudden light came to her attention, the doctor had opened the door and was asking Daniel what was wrong. Daniel started to explain quickly pointing at her well talking, when the doctor looked down at her she just gave him the confused look that was upon her face. Annabelle noted that the doctor was in his night clothes, so Daniel must have woken him up.

    "Annabelle? Are you feeling alright?" the doctor asked her

     "Tired, really tired." She replied
   "You only feel tired? You just past out when I came to see you at your house!" Daniel exclaimed

    "I know…." She said shyly
    "Well if you're just passing out here and there, then come in so I can look at you." The doctor told them

     Daniel help Annabelle walk into the doctor's house and sat her down on the medical bed he had sat up near the corner and sat on the stool right next to it.  As he did this Annabelle noticed how handsome he looked again and was staring at him well he went to sit down. She noticed his hair dying slightly and the worry in his eyes get more intense.  Annabelle knew that he was worried over her but didn't know why he was so worried, she was only a little tired. The doctor looked down her throat and in her eyes, checked her reflexes and looked at her eyes. Daniel watched all this with interest but was stilled worried over Annabelle. He couldn't think of how he could live without her, he would miss her smile and the light falling on her onyx hair, the light making her Irish green eyes smile. Daniel would miss everything if she died. The doctor did a few more things and then turned to Daniel with a grim look on his face.

   "Annabelle doesn't have long left." He said plainly

  "W-w-what?" Daniel asked with a slight stutter
  
  "She has maybe till tomorrow night."

     "No, that can't be……..you said just last week she had a few months!"

     "And the problem has grown."

  "So your saying tomorrow will be her last day?"

  "Yes, sadly I am, I've tried everything to help her and nothing has worked."

   During all this Annabelle had slept soundly on the bed Daniel had sat her on. As Daniel looked over her, he became more depressed then he had ever been in his life. Would he be able to live after her death? Daniel knew he had never told Annabelle that he loved her but now h was wishing that he had, because then maybe, just maybe she wouldn't be dying by herself.  Why was this happening to her of all people? Why did god have to take away the one thing that he loved so much? Daniel thought all this quietly to himself as he hummed a lullaby to Annabelle.