In Love With Mr. Doggy (Skillet Fanfic)

Chapter 36: Brain Damage

Rica's POV

We managed to get to the hospital.

"He collapsed!" Ben exclaimed to the nurse.

They put John on a stretcher and raced him to the Emergency Room. After hours, the doc came to me.

"Miss... Mr. Cooper has a..."

Just say it already! Ugh!

"What?"

"...Brain tumour."

Holy...!

I stumbled aback. Ben gasped too.

"How did this happen?" I asked, controlling my tears from falling.

"He fractured his skull. It's like someone banged his head so hard on the wall. It's already gotten worse. It's going to be extremely complicated to operate him. I'm very sorry, Miss. But at this point, we can only hope is for him to wake up because there will be a day... excuse me."

He didn't finish his sentence. I know what he meant. I froze up. Who did this to John? Or perhaps he did this to himself. But why? Why?! Was it because of me?

"I think you should try to talk to him. Tell him about his sickness. He'll find out, eventually so it's best for you to tell him at first hand." Ben suggested.

I made my way to his room. Surprisingly, he's awake. Which made me even more nervous. He's holding his head furiously.

"Ouch! What happened?" he obviously wasn't aware.

Should I tell him? If he doesn't know about his tumour, he might get reckless and might hurt himself more. I have to tell the truth. I have to!

"I need to tell you something." I slowly approached him.
"But promise me not to freak out."

"I promise."

"John... you have... a-a b-brain tumour!"

Tears finally escaped my eyes. I wiped it all away. John's expression turned to shock.

"Ho-how?"

"You fractured your skull. Why didn't you tell us, you big jerk!" I choked out.

John cried too. "What about my family?"

I reached out my hand to him and embraced him. He kept on crying and crying.

"Don't look at me!" He covered his face with his hands.
"I'm a weakling. Please don't look!"

"You're not a weakling, John. You never were!"

I hugged him tightly. He hugged back too. His tears were staining my shirt. I didn't care. He took my hand and gently squeezed it. He also cried on it. Finally, we let go of the hug.

John switched on the T.V. Maybe it will help him calm down. BAD. IDEA.

NEWS FLASH: "Jennifer Carole Ledger and John Landrum Cooper of Skillet made some shocking scandals!"

A footage of Jen and I fighting was played.
"And John Cooper was kissing the same mysterious girl Jen was fighting."

Another video of John and I kissing was shown.
"Who is this girl? Why is she wrecking havoc on our godly band members life? Or are they still godly? Stay tune for more updates here in CNN."

I turned off the stupid television which made things worse!

*MESSAGE TONE*

John switched his cellphone on and he got a few tweets.

"random twitter account @johnlcooper and @jenledger What a sordid act! I've always looked up to you guys. Too bad I was wrong."

"random twitter account @johnlcoooper tell @jenledger she's such a bitchy person."

"random twitter account @jenledger I didn't know that @johnlcooper is a manwhore."

A dozen of feeds was sent to him. He couldn't take it anymore. Some were telling him to committ suicide. Some saying for him to f*ck off. John threw his cellphone across the room. It hit the wall and broke into bits.

"Too much! Too much!" he grunted.

I feel so bad for him. I'm the cause of all this! I need to make amends. But how?