Diagnosis

3

I looked at the doctor as he scanned my results. His face had a worried look on it and he was biting his lip. He looked at me and set the medical charts down.
"Kolby, I'm afraid I have some bad news..." I nodded for him to continue, "well I think we might have found some lounge cancer." I looked at him in horror. How could I have cancer!(AN: I don't know a lot about how doctors find cancer I'm just going by what I think it is so sorry if any of its wrong.) It was about a week ago that I came here and a week ago that I got my job at the library. A week ago since I met Phil. A week ago that my life was great and now there's this. I could die.
---------------------------------------
I trudged out of the office with a folder of information like when my first appointment at the hospital would be and what the cancer is actually doing. I decided to call Phil since he had been so nice to me the past week.
He had shown up at the library every morning for the past week and stayed for about an hour. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through the contacts. I found him and hit the call button. It rang four times before he answered. I was in tears at this point so you can imagine what I sound like.
      "Phil, you know how I went to the doctors office last week?"
      "Yeah, have you heard back from them yet?" I let out a sob, "I'll take that as a yes, I'll come pick you up where are you?" I told him where I was and hung up.
      I waited about ten minutes before he showed up. When he pulled up I quickly ran to get in. He looked at me and pulled me in for a half hug, which was hard considering we're in a car.
      "What did they tell you that's so bad?" He asked his voice filled with concern.
      "Well I was at the doctors getting my results and he told me that he found lounge cancer." I said in between sniffles. He stared at me.
      "Kolby I'm so sorry! Do you want to come over to my apartment for some coco? You can meet Dan as well." I thought about it and nodded. He smiled and started up the car going back in the direction he came from.
      I wasn't sure what to expect because I've never been to his flat before and I wasn't sure if Dan would be nice. He had to be if he was friends with Phil right?
---------------------------------------
       I walked into the tall building with Phil by my side and tear marks on my cheeks. I probably look like crap, but I didn't really care much right now. The top of my No pogo hoodie was probably wet from my tears and my black jeans had holes in them. It was than that I realized Dan should probably be scared of meeting me with this appearance.
      The elevator arrived on their floor and he ushered me towards his flat door. He pulled out his keys and slid them in the lock shoving the door open.
      "Dan, I'm back and I brought a visitor!" Phil yelled directing me towards the lounge. I sat down on one of the couches and Phil stood in the doorway yelling at Dan to come meet me. I looked around the colorful room and took it all in. This place suits him. It's much nicer than my flat as well. Mine has roaches and its tiny and its in the bad part of town. How am I going to afford the medical bills?
      A guy walked in wearing a galaxy shirt with a llama on it and black jeans. His hair was chocolate brown to match his eyes and his fringe was parted the opposite of Phil's. He was attractive but not as attractive as Phil. Oh god did I really just think that?
      He sat down next to me at the edge of the couch where a crease had been made and looked at me. I smiled and stuck out my hand.
      "I'm Kolby, it's nice to meet you." I smiled and he shook my hand.
      "Pleasures all mine but what's wrong? You're a little um, what's the word?" I chuckled.
      "I actually just received some bad news from the doctor."
      "No not doctor who, the actual doctor." Phil told him. Dan frowned and looked at me again.
      "What's the news than?" He asked looking at the both of us.
      "He told me that he found lounge cancer." I told him holding back tears.
      "Oh I'm so sorry! Do you want a hug or something?" I laughed at his awkwardness and nodded. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in for a hug. Phil came up and sat in the small space between us and yelled group hug. I pulled away smiling and scooted over a little considering Phil was pinched in between us.
      "I'll have to think about doing all of the appointments and surgery and medicine though." I told them.
      "You have to! You might die if you don't." Phil told me looking shocked.
      "Yeah I know."