My Fevers Rising

3 Weeks Later

-- Three Weeks Later--
My condition seems to be getting much worse, and at a fast rate than originally thought to be. I went for a check in, they say I have at least 3 weeks instead now. Why? Why was I cheated out of a month or so? What the hell did I ever do?! I managed my way down the hall, giving weak smiles and waved to girls and other friends i had managed to make while being here. I looked down and headed to the locker room, earning a sad look from the coach and questioned faces from the team I had to manage and care for. I excused myself for my five minutes too late and went to change now. That took fifteen, considering I struggled with opening the bad and getting the shirt over my head. I had also sat there cried for a few minutes as well, before walking back and practicing my serves and tosses as well as blocks and so on. After awhile of doing that, I was pulled to the side by the Coach, everyone watching and glancing over of course. But when I told him everything, he couldn't help but hold me and apologize for, not only me, but for my parents mistakes, and the lack of what he had done. I smiled faintly and hugged him back, tightly. The man was all I had left of a parent figure around anymore.
After practice, Hajime and I began walking home now. I grinned and waved at the team a moment before me and Hajime began walking, hands in pockets as of the time, due to how cold it was.
"Hey, Iwa-chan?" I began, only to earn an 'hmm?' and raised eyebrow in my direction,
"I saw you look over and try to figure out what me and the coach were talking about. Are you worried?" I asked. And he flinched and paused, earning a blink from me and I turned a little to face him, before frowning a little.
"There's nothing to worry about, Iwa-chan! It's, he's just looking after me while my parents are out" I managed up. He sighed and nodded a second at this. 'why can't I tell him... God i'm a idiot. I can't tell the one person what's wrong..!!' I thought before hearing his voice and raising an eyebrow at him.
"Hmm?" I asked, earning an annoyed look from the other.
"I asked if you were going to go to the party in a few weeks..." He said. And I gulped a moment, pausing as I laughed.
"If only i had time" I mumbled, earning a 'Huh?' from the other.
"I said I'll try! I'm pretty busy with finals and so on!" I said, waving a hand at him and laughing. But he gave me a questioned look before nodding and letting out a sigh, the two of us exchanging days before departing at the intersection that separated our homes. I gave a smile and he gave a small wave and we walked off. I began to stagger and cry, as soon as I was far enough away before unlocking my door and walking into the home as I fell to the floor and curled up, crying now.