The surface I am standing on has just split, and now my brother and I are separated. I mourned, knowing that I would never see him again and continued along my path when I looked down and there it was... Patrick's brain. My efforts have finally paid off.
(Patrick POV)
Patrick stuck a finger in his ear.
(Ultimate cancer POV)
I'm in.
Author's note: Thank you for the support on this story and a special thank you to rumk2001 for the suggestion on the last chapter to use a defibrillator for my leg wound. I was able to cauterize the wound and get hospitalized in time, and because of you, I'm still alive. I can see now that you care a lot about me, and because of this, I would love to get to know you more.
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