PJ’s POV
The last few days have been a blur. I spent an entire day with Chris the other day, it was a perfect day but I was feeling quite ill, I started to get headaches, I thought perhaps it was the regular thing of me not getting enough sleep, I always get headaches when I’ve not slept. But the thing is, since then I’ve slept like a baby and the headaches have continued. They’ve been getting worse, always in the same place, but worse. I was feeling funny as well, I was feeling very nauseous and my eyes were playing tricks on me. Chris was very worried, bless him, I told him not to worry, it was probably just the start of the flu or something. But still, to be safe I had agreed to go and see a Doctor. Today was the day; it was a good thing, too. I was feeling worse today, I couldn’t even get out of bed. I had texted Chris about ten minutes ago to tell him I was struggling to move, he replied straight away and was just on his way over. I told him to knock on Mrs. Deri’s door, she was the lovely elderly Irish woman who lived over the hall from me, she knew I wasn’t doing too good lately and Chris had met her the night he bought me back home that day we spent together, so I knew she’d let him in. She had a key.
Chris arrived at about 9am, Mrs. Deri came in too, bless her old ticker, she wanted to make sure I was doing okay.
“How are ya doing, pet?” She asked, it was surprising how lovely and calming her voice was. She sounded just like the nice witch from The Wizard of Oz, it was surprising because that woman was 77 years of age and she smelled strongly of cats and cabbages, her clothes were all moth eaten and her silver bun was all uncombed and out of place, but she was perfectly lovely.
“Not too good this morning, to be honest, Mrs. Deri” I responded, barely being able to talk. I could see the pain in Chris’ eyes, he was so worried. If only he knew how much I cared about him. I just wish he’d tell me to my face that he likes me, then I’d be able to say it back no problem.
“Well come on lovey, we’ll get ya out’a bed, eh?” Mrs. Deri smiled sympathetic ally, and her and Chris proceeded in helping me out of my bed. My eyes went really funny when I sat up and I had to blink hard to make it go away, but it was still bad.
“Oh, are you alright, deary?” Mrs. Deri asked worriedly, holding both of my hands and examining me, she did used to be a Nurse, so I guess it was only good of her to have a look for herself.
“I’ll make you some tea, we’ve got a couple of hours until we’re due at the Doctor’s anyway” Chris left to make some tea, now was my chance to admit how scared I was, I couldn’t bare saying it to Chris.
“Mrs. Deri?” I whispered, she just hummed in reply.
“Can I tell you something?” My voice sounded so weak.
“Of course ya can petal, what’s up chuck?”
“Honestly? I’m very scared. I was hoping you could tell me... What you think it is? Do I have any classic symptoms for anything?”
Mrs. Deri sighed a long sigh, she looked terrified, I knew it now, this was bad. This was very bad.
“Well, dear, I’ve seen this many times before, and I am so sorry to tell ya this m’dear, but you’ve got all of the symptoms.... Of having a brain tumour”
At that moment I fell back on the bed and all I can remember is completely darkness.
Author’s note: Ahh I’ve been writing so much lately. I feel proud of myself. But I’m sorry, the story only gets worse from here :(
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Fanfiction(14th May 2013) This is the story that I am currently working on! ^_^ Chris and PJ are two ordinary guys with two ordinary lives, but when they meet things change. There is excitement, there is electricity. When tragedy strikes, what will happen?
