Ex-Boyfriend Problems//Janiel

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*Joey's Pov*

"He only has 6 months to live." Susan said with no eye contact, tears slowly falling down the side her checks.

My heart stopped. I couldn't catch my breath. All I wanted to do was be with Daniel and finally be fucking happy.

"No...no... This can't be THIS CANT FUCKING BE!!! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!" I said getting up, pushing everything off the top part of the desk. "Joey..." Susan said coming towards me face to face and holding my arms to the sides.
"Joey... One of Daniel's lungs got terribly damaged. And it won't cure itself unless we have a lung transplant...or.... Daniel...will..." Susan said looking straight into my eyes. "Don't say he's gonna die. I'm not gonna let that happen to him. I will get him that transplant, one way or another." I said with full of determination. "Joey, it's harder than you think. We can't just give him a lung transplant tomorrow and everything will be fine. First of all, we need to find another person who will do the lung transplant, and second, usually you'll have to wait for 3-5 months." She said as her voice cracked a few times.

"I don't care. Daniel is going to live. Or I'm dying with him." I said as I went into Daniel's room and sat beside him on the bed.

"No matter what Daniel, I'm never gonna let anything happen to you." I whispered to him, giving a soft kiss on his forehead.

*Dan's Pov*

"You don't want to know..."  Joey said quietly, cracking his voice. "Please just tell me... I do want to know." I said, still holding Joey's hand. "Daniel, please don't put me in this position..." Joey said, looking down at his feet. "Well don't put me in this position Mr. Graceffa (he hates when I call him that) I deserve to know what's going on! Is it about me?" I said raising my voice, pretty pissed off.

"You know I fucking hate when you call me that!" Joey said starting to raise his voice too. "And yes Daniel, it is about you! And I can't tell you cause I know it'll break you!" Joey started to tear up. I could tell he was getting pretty frustrated. But he shouldn't be the one getting frustrated. I should. And I am. "JOEY JUST FUCKING TELL ME!" I screamed at him. Joey stood up, pulling his hand away from me. "OKAY FINE. YOU ONLY HAVE SIX MONTHS TO LIVE. YOUR LUNG GOT DAMAGED IN THE CAR CRASH AND UNLESS YOU GET A LUNG TRANSPLANT, YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT. ALRIGHT? THERE. GOD DANIEL..." Joey screamed as he ran out the door, slamming it.

I couldn't comprehend what he just had said. "6 months?" I whispered to myself as a tear fell slowly down my cheek. As I was about to break down, I saw the door creek open slowly and I see Susan's head pop in. "So Joey told you?" She asked as she walked in and closed the door quietly. I could feel the water works come in. I couldn't help but cry hysterically in my hands.  Susan walked over to me and gave me a hug around my back. "It'll be okay, I promise you." She kept repeating in my ear.

God why was I such a jerk to Joey. I didn't mean to raise my voice nor to hurt him in any way possible. But he needs to understand I'm just stressed out. And that I'm pretty much dying. But I know I'll get that transplant. Even if I have to pay all the money I have. I just need to stay alive...

For Joey.
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WILL DANIEL GET THAT LUNG TRANSPLANT???? You'll just have to find out a little later!(: Like always, thank you so much for all the love and support! And for summoning demons into my house(; I was thinking of writing an update book! It would just be updates about my life and all that jazz! Please leave some comments if you would want me to do that!(; love you guys!<3