Shattering The Surfaces

Chapter Seventeen Now I know

Quick Note: I have no idea why, probably because of the end of the chapter that this song fits for it. 'The way you make me feel' Michael Jackson. Enjoy =) (Chapter not edited)

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Jonathan’s POV

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I slammed my hand against the steering wheel as I drove. The knuckles of my hands turned white with my grip. There were no words to describe how angry I am.

“Dude, calm down.”

“They should have called when it happened.”

“I don’t like it either, but we aren’t blood related family.”

I opened my mouth to blurt out the thought that came to me but hesitated, surprised by my own feelings on the situation.

“Well they should have told us sooner.” I decided to say instead.

All I had was a text on Sunday that Abi would not be attending school on Monday, possibly not for the whole week either and it was now Tuesday afternoon. Being that I was already conflicted in my feelings with her over this other guy incident I didn’t think much of it. Her dad had not been letting her do anything outside of school and the project anyway.

I couldn’t believe Abi’s parents waited three – almost three days to tell us Grandpa Greg had collapsed. I knew he was sick along with the cancer that had come back. I just thought he was doing well. We all loved him. I couldn’t imagine how Abi was feeling. She had not texted me once and last night I began to worry despite my anger.

It was embarrassing finding out the way I did that she had a fling with one of those group home trashy boys. All my fears confirmed, her secret revealed, and my own brother knew the whole time. Everything was confusing me about how I felt about her and now this with her grandfather. I felt even worse for ignoring her the whole time and once I couldn’t talk to her because of this incident I wanted to even more. In some way, I guess, it was alright since I kept my brothers secret from her too but that wasn’t so…personal.

Tony and I were driving to the hospital. My mom had told us right when we got in the door after school. Abi’s mom called her to tell us Greg collapsed in the first place and was cleared to have visitors other than family. Apparently that was the reason they didn’t tell us initially. There would be no point if we couldn’t see him was their thinking.

Greg, for all we knew was in a critical condition was breathing on his own and weak. There was not much we were told as the results for a variety of tests should be coming in today sometime. We were told only that the cancer looks to have spread and when he tried to get up the pain shot through him and he stumbled passing out from it.

My foot pressed down on the gas pedal accelerating my truck. Tony glanced at me sideways but didn’t say anything. Despite how upset I am with Abi and her little fling I wanted to comfort her. I couldn’t comprehend what her parents were going through; her family always had been so close to each other.

“What floor did mom say they were on?” I asked as we got closer to the hospital. I could see the six story building a few blocks ahead and my stomach was clenching in knots.

“Second floor, Oncology, west side of the ward, and room 214.” Tony read off from the note he scribbled the information on. I nodded as I made the left turn onto the street the hospital sat on feeling the nerves building up. I had not seen or spoken to Abi since our star gazing night on Saturday.

I thought how Greg would be hooked up to all those machines monitoring his vitals making their blips and bleeps. Those circular suction cup things on his chest, I shuddered. I don’t think anyone relished the idea of seeing Greg like that. He really was the glue of Abi’s family.