chapter 31: weisz is disappointed

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chapter 31: weisz is disappointed

~weisz~

       "I don't get how this is your favourite show," I say. "It's so confusing."

       "It's funny," Reno says.

       I furrow my eyebrows as I look at my boyfriend who is very much entranced with the show. The show that I'm pretty sure isn't supposed to be funny. "Isn't it a drama? Not a comedy?"

       Reno nods. "It is, but it's so ridiculous that I find it funny. It's a great show to watch it you're looking for a pick-me-up."

       I rest my head on Reno's chest as I look back at the TV. "Except it hurts my brain because it's so confusing. I'm trying to figure out how it makes sense."

       "It doesn't make sense. That's the beauty of it."

       "If you say so."

       There's a slight knock on the door before it opens. Mom walks in, giving me a small smile. "Hey. How are you doing?"

        "A bit better," I say. "I no longer feel nauseous most of the time, so I can watch TV again without the screen making me want to vomit."

       "That's good," Mom says. "So..."

       I sit up, knowing that my doctor was supposed to call soon about whether or not I'll be able to leave the house and even, maybe, go back to school. "So?"

       Mom sighs, immediately telling me that it's not good news. "Dr. Valberg says it's probably not safe for you to leave the house quite yet. You immune system is still weak."

       It's my turn to sigh heavily as I lean back. "Great. Yet another winter break and Christmas Day being stuck indoors. How fun."

       Mom walks over and sits on the edge of the bed. "I know it sucks, but it's to make sure you don't get even more sick. You can't risk it right now."

       "I know." But just because I know it's logical for me to stay home, it doesn't mean I'm disappointed. I had leukaemia this time around last year and was stuck indoors. I couldn't do anything fun during winter break. I thought this year was going to be different.

       I guess not.

       "He did say you're improving, though," Mom says. "A lot. He'll keep deciding every check up whether or not it will be safe for you to leave the house. You'll be able to leave eventually. Just not now."

       "Right."

       "Will a visit from your friends make you feel better?" Mom asks. "You have two friends at the door? I just told them I have to see if you're up for visitors."

       I sit up again as I furrow my eyebrows. If it was my friends from back home, Mom would have already let them in. She knows I'm always up for having them over, even when I'm vomiting over and over again. "Who?"

       "Ah, I didn't get their names," Mom says.

       I have a feeling I know who it is, and part of me is tempted to turn them away. But another part of me wants to get the visit done and over with. And maybe, if they see how sick I am and see that Reno has been helping to take care of me, they'll get over whatever judgment they have of Reno.

       "They can come up," I say. "Just for a bit."

       Mom nods before she leaves the bedroom. Reno looks at me. "You thinking the same as me?" he asks.

       "Neil and Jessica?" I ask. Reno nods. "Thought so."

       "You don't have to let them in," Reno says.

       "I know," I say. "But knowing them, they'd probably keep coming until I let them in. Might as well get it done and over with."

       As it turns out, Reno and I were right. It is Neil and Jessica who came to visit me. The moment they walk into the bedroom, Jessica gives me a small smile. "Hey," she says. "Long time, no see."

       "Yeah," is all I say in reply. I don't even know what to say to them. 

       "So... You really have been sick these past couples weeks," Neil says.

       "Yes?" I say. "I don't know why I would lie about that."

       "Well... Who's sick for a lot of weeks?" Neil asks.

       "A lot of people," Reno says. "Some illnesses can lasts for months or years. Being sick isn't just having a cold or a flu."

       Neil glares at Reno. "Stay out of this."

       "Dude, if you want to visit me, don't start any fights with my boyfriend," I say. "He was answering your question. And he's right. There's more than just a cold or a flu. Look, as simple as I can state it, I haven't been at school because my immune system is weak. I can't risk catching any viruses right now. But I'm okay. For the most part." I don't want to get into the details with them when I, honestly, wouldn't consider them my friends right now.

       True friends wouldn't treat my boyfriend horribly even after seeing how happy he makes me.

       "When do you think you'll be able to return to school?" Jessica asks.

       I shrug. "Dunno. My doctor just called and told me I'm not ready yet, so I'm going to have to wait for my next check-up to see if I can."

       If anything, I'm probably going to have to wait until I enter the third phase of my treatment. That's not far away, but I still want to go back to school. Weird, I know, but I just want things to get back to normal.

       Well, as normal as it can be.

       "I hope you feel better soon," Jessica says.

       "Thanks."

       Jessica and Neil don't stay long. They just wanted to check up on me since they couldn't get in contact with me. It just took them a while since they had to find out where I live.

       Once they leave, Reno says, "That wasn't that bad. I can tell they care about you. Well, Jessica does, at least."

       "Yeah," I say. I lie back down on my bed. "I just wish I got the okay to leave. I wanted to do some wintery stuff with you and my friends."

       Reno gently rubs my arm. "There's always next year."

       I smile gently at Reno. "I hope so."

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reno thinking that he'll still be with weisz next year <3 (ngl he's already wanting to marry weisz lol)

i got this up a few hours earlier because a game i play is updating rn (a day earlier than usual) and i wanna play it. i had time to work on this while waiting for it to update anyway.

i'm just glad i was still able to write since i have a cold.

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