"What?!" Jeff asked, his eyes widening. "You-you-we-we haven't had sex! Your a virgin! You don't have any tattoo's. . . how did-I don't-"
"I had a blood transfusion when I was three. That was before the checked the blood for HIV or AIDS. It was in the blood I received" she said softly.
Jeff couldn't help it. The tears began filling his eyes. "Oh my God. Baby, I'm so sorry."
Danielle just nodded, the tears pouring from her eyes, falling down her face.
Jeff wrapped his arms tightly around Danielle, feeling her body racked with sobs.
"Don't cry, sweetie. Everything will be fine. I promise." Jeff didn't sound convincing. She's going to die. He thought. My girlfriend is dying. And there is nothing I can do about it. I'm going to lose the love of my life, and it's beyond my control.
"Ms. Fountaine?" the doctor asked. "I'm gonna have you come back tomorrow at nine so we can run a few more tests, all right?"
"Yes." she said softly.
"Ok. Go home, get some rest. I'll talk more to you about this tomorrow. "
Holding her hand tightly, Jeff stood up. "Come on, sweetie."
Danielle slid off the bed, and together they walked silently out to Jeff's car.
What else could they do? Jeff didn't know how to react, and obviously, Danielle didn't either.
They drove to Danielle's parents house in complete silence. When they got there, and Jeff was about to get out of the car, Danielle stopped him.
"I'll understand if you want to break things off with me." she said as Jeff turned off the ignition.
"What?" he asked.
"I'll understand. It will be hard for you to have a girlfriend with AIDS. I mean, no sex-"
"Baby, baby, stop! That's crazy talk! I love you more then anything on this earth. I am going to be right here, every moment of every day, every step of the way, ok?"
Danielle shook her head. "No. Jeff, I don't want you to waste your life on me. I won't let you."
"Danielle, I am NOT breaking up with you."
Danielle unbuckled her seat belt, and climbed out of the car. "If you won't break up with me," she said, tears filling her eyes. "Then I'm breaking up with you."
"But-"
"I-I'm sorry!" she sobbed. "Good-bye!" with that, Danielle slammed the door shut, and ran inside her house.
Jeff slammed his head again the steering wheel, causing the horn to go off. My life if falling apart. And there is nothing I can do to put the pieces back together.