I told you not to fall in love with me, Mikey Fusco. ~Fan Fiction~ **Completed**

ten

They wheeled me into the front doors, alarming doctors and nurses. The few that didnt have patients to take care of already assisted me. since it was a hospital, there was only 2 nurses and 1 doctors and his intern.

They attacked me sticking needles into the blue veins that traveled through my skinny, bonny arms. they were hooking up different tubes into my nose and a sticky patch that I knew was going to kill ripping off my skin when I got out of here, assuming that I would get out of here alive.

we finally arrived into a room and doctors starting looking at me. "hello Ryder. I'm doctor William Williams. and this is my intern doctor Carter McKee." I thought about his name, deciding whether or not to speak what I thought about it. "that's not your real name." he looked at me. mikey jumped in. "Ryder.." the doctor laughed. "yes it is.." my mom was holding in her giggles, the first time I've seen her smile in a long time. I turned to her and gave her a wink. "what's your last name again Ryder?"

"hemmings."

"ms. hemmings.. you could be dying right now, and you are concentrating on my name?"

I laughed. "Yupp..." we all laughed. "that's a first.. um well no it's not. technically no, but legally yes. I was born Tyler-Owens Williams.. but my mom didnt like it after a while and changed it."

"she seems like an intreasting women."

"indeed she is.. now lets figure out what is wrong with you!"

"I'm fine! just a little lung cancer that could kill me any day!" I was the only who laughed. I looked at mikey and my moms eyes, both had pity in there eyes. "cheer up guys. I was kidding.." neither said anything.

"may everyone please step out? I would like to talk to Ryder alone." they all nodded, stepping out.

"Ryder, you know they don't know how your feeling. no one does? what's wrong then we can talk about how you feel. what happened?"

"i dont know, I got home from Applebee's and had this little moment. seriously I'm fine.."

a nurse came in and dropped off a folder. he took out various papers and studied them with his dark brown eyes that I could just melt into.

"This is not a joke.. it's spreading. it's giving you other illnesses.."

"like what?"

"anxiety, depression.."

"Psh, I have non of that." I lied. I would never confess to anyone.

the other night, maybe just two or three nights ago, I sat alone in my empty room with just the small desk lamp lighting up. I was going to take my medication pills, all three bottles, take out my canola, and swallow the pills. as I cried alone in my room, I heard footsteps and stuffed them back into the orange bottles. my mom opened the door, kissed me goodnight, and fell asleep right next to me, not even realizing that she just saved her daughter from a suicidal attempt.

"why do you make jokes about this?"

"cause it's the only way I can make it okay for myself.." I said in the most quit voice, barely audible to myself.

"go on.." William Williams enhanced.

"I just, I know I'm going to die. really, I'm scared. my mom has no one besides my aunt; mikey is so young to go through this, and I didn't get to live my life. I'm trying to accept it. but in reality. I can't."

"Sleep on it kid.. it's hard. I know it is.. ill try my best. your going to be staying in the hospital for a few weeks. I'm going to move you into a different room." I nodded and smiled back at the man.

"hello! I'm nurse tabitha. can you pee in this cup?"

that's how I woke up this morning. "um sure.." I got up taking the cup to see my mom sleeping on the chair. I'm guessing mikey went home. school starts soon. I've been trapped in here for two weeks already.

I peed and gave it back to the nurse.

a few hours later, after breakfast, dr William Williams and his intern carter welcomed themselves into my room. "oh yeah. just come in my room don't even have to knock. I could have been butt naked!" we all laughed. my mom left to go shower so no one was there to tell at me. I have became very close to both doctors since I've pretty much been living here.

"the cancer has spread to your stomach.. as you may know." in fact, I didn't know.

"does my mom know?"

"yes and she also knows this next part, we are going todo surgery to see if we can remove it." I took a deep breathe trying to help myself from having an anxiety attack."okay. when?"

"three days." he said bringing up his pointer, middle, and ring finger up.

later that day, after school let out, mikey came to visit me. we talked and talked and talked. I found out my brother is still in jail, and my mom signed the papers for divorce, but my dad will not. I told mikey about my morning wake up calls with having to pee in a cup, and no matter how many times I tell this story, we both laugh our asses off. after we calmed down from our natural high of laughing, we both got serious and talked. I told him about my upcoming surgery.

"I love you no matter what Ryder. forever and always. no matter what. will you go to prom with me?"

"prom? mikey were only sophomores! there's no prom! and I wouldn't be able to go to prom!"

"just have a dress in two days and you'll see my magic." he winked, pecked my lips. and left but not before sneaking in an 'I love you.'

---I got bored at midnight and wrote this. i dont know. I promise more mikey and Ryder couple stuff in the next chapter. thanks for reading. comment&vote!----