Let's Do This || Kellic [boyxboy]✔

Chapter Eight

I had just gotten worse the last couple of days. I kept randomly passing out, feeling nauseous, throwing up, coughing blood. I even fucking pissed blood once and it was scary.

Almost every move hurt, I barely ate and Jaime told me I looked like a "motherfucking ghost, man."

Kellin was coming back for his dad's funeral the day after the next, so I'd be able to see him again. I couldn't meet him looking like this, though. I looked like shit and probably smelled it, too. I shouldn't even be allowed to leave my bedroom like this and to be honest, I barely did anyway.

In addition, I had a pretty high fever at some point and Jaime was beginning to get extra worried. "Dude, you need to go see a doctor.", he said for the hundredth time that day. I sighed, "I know... I know, you're right. But how the hell am I gonna get to the doctor's like this?"

"We could call one and he's just gonna come here. You won't even have to leave your bed. What a service, eh, Vic?" I laughed lightly, but my laugh turned to a cough and I quickly grabbed a tissue from the nightstand, covering my mouth. There was already enough blood on the sheets. My throat hurt horribly and to be honest, so did the rest of my body. I was sweating, but shivering at the same time, my ribcage ached whenever I moved my upper body, like I had bruises there - I didn't.

Most times when I was not in bed, everything would be exhausting and I would struggle to keep my breathing even. I was scared.

About two hours later, the doorbell rang, waking me up from my unintentional nap. Jaime had probably called a doctor to come over, so I sat up, rubbing my eyes.

As expected, a minute later, Jaime entered the room, a doctor following.

He talked to me about how I was feeling, what my symptoms were. At the end of our conversation, he sighed.

"Well, Mr. Fuentes, I'm afraid but I can't diagnose anything specific for now. You will have to go to the nearest hospital as soon as you can and get you checked out from head to toe. It could be anything from a chronic kidney disease to lung cancer, so as I said, I advise you to do it as soon as possible. Thanks for calling me in and I hope you feel better soon." I nodded and he left, Jaime accompanying him to the door.

"Motherfucking lung cancer."

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