The life of an Indefinite Playerr

Chapter 8

I waited impatiently for someone to at least explain what was wrong with her so that I could sit calmly at the hospital seat. I got up. back and forth pacing. once more seated. around them. I clenched my teeth before crying.

Why did she stop breathing? I reassured myself that it was just a typical heart attack.Are we all going to die then? If that is the case, then I will leave first. Up until I recalled that I had been given permission to enter James' ward, my head had been filled with unnecessary, dismal ideas. Maybe just having someone to chat to would give me a break. I got to my feet and went there.

I went inside and found him awake.

"Hey can we talk?" I said standing at the door.
"Ohh you want to finish me off?" He said while he tried to sit up straight.

"Well contrary to that I want to know you and make peace with you. I am truly sorry for what I did and I didn't mean it. I am also sorry I said all those things, I didn't mean to." I told him and he was quite touched to my surprise!

" Well my nerd! I am sorry too. I just wanted recognition since I am not very talented academically, I just think that it takes a man with courage to apologize. I am sorry too. So we are even" He continued. " But that doesn't mean we friends, okay?" I nodded. Well atleast a good deed. It has been a really long day.

I smiled and went off down the hall and I found the doctor waiting for me outside. It was a nice female in her mid 20s with blonde hair and she was about my height. She was very curvy, and very attractive! As we walked to her office I noticed how slow her walk was and she had the voice of an angel, even though I haven't heard how angels speak.

"How are you, my name is Doctor Chapman and I want to update you about your mom." She opened the office door and showed me a seat. "We have diagnosed her with a heart disease and she had an attack earlier on." She explained while I zoned out again, and absolutely hearing nothing else she said.

So mom was now in a heart transplant list that would take her forever to get to the top,
And still has to pay for my tumor medical fees.
What exactly was required from us? A sacrifice? What!?
I wish someone could give me the answers right now and tell me where we went wrong.

"Can I see her?" I cried.
"Sure, but only for a few minutes." She stood and looked at me as wiped the tears off my face. "Stop crying, cute boys don't cry like you do, how old are you?' she asked.

"17"
"Well I'm only 24." she smiled " And for you I can offer therapy sessions. Just come at anytime!" She recommended.
"Thanks, it means a lot and bye" I waved and went out.
Did this nice lady say I'm cute? But then that was all vain. I'd be happy if my mother said that to me. I rushed to the women's ward on the other side of the hospital and I finally came to where my mom was sleeping.

I looked at her and started crying a lot and I couldn't say anything so I escorted myself out of the room and to my pleasant surprise I bumped into my Dad.

WHAT WAS HE DOING HERE?

He hugged me and then he told me everything will be fine.
I won't lie I needed that. He then took me home. I was quiet as a dead person. I stared at the glaring lights of Midway City through my window. I was tarnished. My life was turned. I was no longer a nerd to be honest. I thought and viewed things in a different way.