Amnesia - A Luke Hemmings au [Completed]

9. So close but so far away

An hour after my class had left, Sara came back and checked on me. She seemed satisfied and told me I could go home, until my next chemo session next week.

I had now finally enough energy to take a shower on my own, so I stood under the hot water for a long time. When I finally left the shower, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

My skin was even more paler than I remembered, I had dark bags under my dull eyes and I could already see my cheek bones. I actually looked sick. I slowly passed a hand through my hair and looked down at the sink, where a few strands of my hair could be seen.

I felt a tear escaping my eye. I was loosing my hair. I called my mom, who smiles sympathetically. "It had to happen."

She took the razor we were given at the hospital and helped me make disappear what was left of my hair.

I couldn't look at myself in the mirror, so I left the bathroom and grabbed one of the beanies Luke and I had bought a couple days ago.

I grabbed my phone and sent him a message.

A : Hair is gone.
L : Chemo sucks.
A : Cancer sucks.
L : We should do something today.
A : I don't wanna go out.
L : Are you still feeling sick?
A : I don't want anyone to see me.
L : I know a place where nobody can see you.
A : And where would that be?
L : Cinema.

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Halfway through the movie, I started feeling uncomfortable. My head was hurting and I was feeling nauseous.

"Luke, I don't feel well." I whispered.

He immediately looked concerned. "Do you want to leave?"

I nodded. "Bathroom."

I stood up and started walking towards the exit, but halfway there my head started spinning and I had to grab onto Luke's arm to steady me.

"Dizzy?" He asked.

I nodded. He held onto my waist, supporting most of my weight. He helped me to the bathroom where I immediately threw up the contents of my stomach.

"Why is this happening? I was supposed to be better." I asked in a shaky voice.

"I don't know, April. We better go home."

We headed to Luke's car, but halfway there, my legs gave out and Luke had to pick me up and carry me.

In the car, I leaned my head against the cool window. After a few minutes, the world started spinning once again, but this time it didn't stop until everything went black.

Luke's POV

I was seriously worried. Something told me this was not normal. I was trying to drive as fast as possible, April really didn't seem comfortable.

I glanced over to her. She had her eyes closed. "April?" I didn't get an answer. Shit. "April? If you can hear me, move something." She didn't budge and I could feel my heart racing in my ribcage. She was unconscious.

I grabbed my phone and dialed the number her mom had given to me the second time I went to the hospital. She picked up after the first ring.

I told her what had happened, and we decided to meet directly at the hospital.

I drove through a dozen red lights, way too fast and probably collected a bunch of tickets but right now, I couldn't care less.

I arrived at the hospital, stopped the car and ran over to April's side. I carefully picked her up, calling for help. A few medics were already arriving with a stretcher. I carefully laid her down and watched as she was wheeled away.

I realized I had been staring into space when a nurse touched my shoulder. "Why don't you sit down in the waiting room? I'm sure a doctor will soon tell you how she is."

I didn't say a word, I just went to sit down, nervously pushing a hand through my hair. I was starting to realize how much the situation affected me, and how much space she had already taken up in my heart, even though we only met a few days ago.

Her mom arrived shortly after. She seemed worried but fairly calm.

My mom had come home from her trip, and was texting me to ask where I was. I had already vaguely told her about April, and she decided to come to the hospital as well.

After what felt like half a life, April's doc finally made an appearance.

"I have good news and bad news."

Not that bullshit again. "Is she okay?"

"She is. Her body rejected the chemo, though. It's not common, but it can happen. Therefore, we will put her on a new drug which should help with that problem. She is still unconscious, but you can go and see her, she's in room 412."

April's mom stayed to discuss some details with Dr. Denver, but I immediately headed off to room 412. As I walked through the door, I was caught off guard. She was hooked up to different machines, wires poking out of her body, keeping her alive. Her skin was pale and her body seemed so small in the big white hospital bed.

I sat down in a chair next to the bed and took her cold hand in mine. I intertwined our fingers and looked at April.

We were so close, but still so far away.

After a few minutes, her mom came in, and I decided to leave to give the two a bit of privacy.

As I was about to round a corner, I heard my mom's voice. I stopped and leaned against the wall. Who was she talking to?

The following sentence was one I hoped, but somehow never wanted to hear, and one I would never forget.

"He's here. Your son is here."

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Sorry for the cliffhanger, I had to!
Don't worry, next chapter already written and coming soon!

H. xx