𝒮𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝐼𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝑜𝑜𝒹/𝒷.𝑒

𝒟𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒞𝓇𝓎

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Troian's pov:
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"Yeah I'm good." I mumble.

"You sure? You... seem to be... upset?" Bailey says next to my hospital bed.

Long story short, Billie left to finish touring, and I left to a local hospital near my home.

"Nah, it's all good." I say.

I've been put on a couple more things.

They say it's working... but knowing myself... somethings bound to happen...

I've been here for the past week.

Billie has been checking up on me non stop, and Finneas has been too. Kinda the whole family. They take turns.

It always makes me laugh because once ones done talking to me the next it like "okay my turn!" and it cracks me up. Goofballs.

I'm just glad billies going well. I know it still sucks for her but she's mostly all good. She told me she's just grateful I'm okay and that her family is there with her, which warms my heart. I want her to have the most carefree and fun tour. And it sounds like she is! She's really enjoying herself!

She told me it sucked not having me there to watch her preform or hug her after a show.

I felt, and still feel guilty for it... I wish I would be there so bad... but I don't think I'll ever be able to go on tour with her again... she's getting really big currently, and this is the biggest tour she's had yet.

She told me the crowds are insane. Like 500 people... I wish I could be there to experience it with her.

"Hello to my favorite patient!" Dr. tucker says as he busts in the room, wearing his signature goofy outfit like he always does.

He normally treats patients with cancer, so I see him a lot. He's honestly amazing and has made this ass experience so much better.

"How are you today?!" He says, bouncing around in his monkey slippers.

I chuckle and shake my head.

"I feel like ass, dude. I've been throwing up all day." I mention.

He frowns, and nods.

"Well I came in for your second round, but I'll make sure to have lucy bring down my medicine to help out the pain." He says, I nod and give him a smile as he does his doctor shit.

Now... second round? You ask. No. I'm not on chemo. I was told that there was other options to treating my disease, so that's what we did, and it's been doing well for me.

I refuse to lose my fucking hair. It's the last thing I have that makes me feel like me...

So I'm praying that I stay healthy enough to continue my current treatments. I don't wanna do no radiation or chemo...

"Bailey? Can I call, Billie?" I ask.

"Yes, hun. Is she busy?" She asks, handing me my phone.

I shrug. "Gonna find out I guess." I mumble, and click her contact.

I let out a sigh of disappointment when she flies to answer.

"Busy." I murmur to Bailey, handing her the phone.

"Sorry, baby." She whispers, rubbing my shoulder.

I didn't like to be touched... because my body's been so weak after all the treatments. So it physically hurts to be touched in any way.