Stronger

Chapter 5

"Surgery is probably the best option. We can attempt to remove the tumor, and then this would all be over" the doctor said. He had pulled me out into the hallway to talk without Phil hearing, and everything he said was frightening to me.

Surgery is dangerous I thought to myself.

As if he had read my mind, the doctor continued on. "It will be quite risky, but it's a chance at getting the cancer out of his body before it starts spreading."

After a couple moments of silence I finally found my voice once again. "When would this surgery happen?" I asked quietly, brushing my hobbit hair out of my eyes. I was too anxious at the moment to be self-conscious about it, but I needed to be able to see.

"Tomorrow morning" he explained, staring down at his charts as if he was already done with me.

"I....umm.....I'll have to go talk to Phil. Ultimately, it's his decision."

"Okay then. Get back to me when you guys figure it out!" He called, already walking away.

I sighed softly, left alone in the hallway with only the door to face.
The door that led to Phil.
To a big decision.
To everything.

I slowly turned the knob, silently slipping in. Phil's eyes blinked awake as I sat down in the uncomfortable chair next to his bed. They were a dull greyish blue, not the bright vibrant blue that they usually were. His skin was pale and his hair was all mussed up. He honestly looked so SAD that it was hard for me to handle.

"They want to do surgery on you. I told them you got to decide." I said softly, reaching over the gently smooth Phil's hair down.

"If that's what they need to do...." He trailed off quietly. "We need to tell the fans though, Dan. Hand me my phone?" He mumbled. He looked nervous, and I didn't blame him. But I knew that we'd get more support than hysteria from the fans, and they needed to know.

I grabbed his phone off the table and handed it to him. He opened Twitter and I watched as he shakily typed,

I have some sad news 😰 i am currently in the hospital....they diagnosed me with cancer. Updates later 😥

He hit send then set his phone on the bed next to him and pulled the covers up to his chin, beginning to sob softly.

"It's okay...shh....." I murmured, leaning down to kiss his forehead softly. I whispered comforting things into his ear until his breathing slowly evened out and I saw that he was asleep.

Time for me to do the hardest thing.

I shakily picked up Phil's phone and went into his contacts, hitting his mum's name.

"Mrs. Lester? It's Dan." I said nervously, fidgeting slightly in my seat. There was no way this would go well.

"Oh hello Dan! It's been such a long time since I've talked to you! How are you doing?" She asked cheerfully. Blissful ignorance.

"Uhm....actually....." I stammered.

"What is it? Is something wrong? Where's Phil?" She asked, voice changing to one of concern.

"I'm...I'm at the hospital right now. Phil has cancer.....and he's having surgery tomorrow." I explained, biting down hard on my lip. Speaking those words made everything seem much worse.

There was a sharp intake of breath from the other end of the phone, a muffled "oh dear......" And then silence.

"Mrs. Lester? Are you okay?" I managed to choke out. My entire mouth was dry and my body was shaking.

"Tell Phil that his father, Martin, and I will be there as fast as possible." She said quickly before hanging up.

I set the phone back down on the table. "Well then" I mumbled to myself.

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