Brothers

Chapter 11-Scare

[EDITED]

::Justin Bieber::

"What do you mean he has the symptoms?" Jason's voice was the first thing I heard. He sounded hurt and upset. Well it's good to hear his voice. He hasn't spoken to me at all. I don't know if he's spoken to my mom. I wouldn't be surprised if he has. I heard somebody sigh. They sounded exhausted.

"Jason. I know it's hard for you to accept it. But Justin has a brain tumor. He has all the symptoms. Dr. Kindheart done some tests. You've seen some of the symptoms as well." My mom said. Wait. I have a brain tumor? How does that happen? Am I going to die? Am I dead?

Where am I? I tried opening my eyes but they were to heavy to open. They felt like they were glued shut. "Who's gonna tell him?" Jason asked. Worried laced in his words. You guys don't have to tell me. I know already! Why can't I talk or open my eyes? This is frustrating.

"If you'd like you can tell him." My mom said. Then it went quiet. Gee mom leave everything on the hands of my brother will ya? He's going through enough with his cancer and now you want him to break some news to me? That's nice parenting! Ok I really need to stop.

I heard a chair move then I heard a door open then close. I felt something warm around my hand. Jason. Who else? Plus he always holds my hand when he's afraid or worried. Or needs assurance.

In this case he's both. "Justin. How am I going to tell you? With the news that you have a brain tumor and the fact your gonna loose me in 3 weeks and 4 days." He mumbled. Wait what did he say? Loose him? How? I'm not going to loose him. Cancer isn't going to take him. He's my brother and he's going to survive.

"I love you Justin. So much." He kissed my forehead. I heard a chair move. I fought to open my eyes. What the fuck did they give me? Seriously! I can't even move my fingers.

"J-Jason." I coughed out.

"Justin?" I heard Jason ask. No shit sherlock. Oh god somebody help me.

I slowly opened my eyes and stared up at him. "D-don't go. Please." I mumbled. He bit his lip. He was debating weather to stay or go. "Jase. Please. I need my big brother right now. You can avoid me later just not right now." I cried. Literally cried. I need my brother.

His eyes glossed over. He hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry Jay." He mumbled into my ear.

"I love you Jason." I told him. Assuring him I wasn't mad at him. He has his reason for acting the way he is.

"Love you too." He smiled down at me. He sat down right next to me on the bed. He started fidgeting with his fingers and looked anywhere but at me. I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers together.

"I need to tell you something." He said. I know where this is heading and I'm going to help him out.

"About my brain tumor?" I asked. He looked at me wide eye. He was shock and relieved in a way.

"You knew?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I kinda over heard you and mom talking." I said awkwardly.

"Jay I'm sorry. I should've told you earlier and I-"

"it's fine." I answered cutting him off. I don't wanna fight right now. All I want is to be with my brother. I'll talk about this later. I scooted over on the bed and patted the spot next to me. "C'mere." He stood up and got on the bed with me. I scooted myself over to him and cuddled into his side like old times.

"Go to sleep Jay. I'll tell mom and dr Kindheart you woke up." He mumbled into my ear. I nodded stiffly and closed my eyes. The sound of my brother's heart soothing me.

::Jason McCann::

I jolted upward when I heard a yelp of pain. I looked over to Justin who was tossing around on the bed. I was sitting on the couch in his room I have some how fallen asleep. I got off the bed to let mom and the doctor know about Justin. When I came back he had cuddled into a pillow sprawling his legs apart.

I got off the couch and walked over to Justin. His heart monitor was beeping rapidly. I pressed the nurse button and tried waking Justin up. "Jay get up!" I shook him. His nose started bleeding and now he was having some sort of seizure. What the fuck do I do?? I ran to the door and called a doctor. Anybody really.

A nurse quickly walked up to me and ran to Justin's side looking at his vitals. She called for back up and gestured me to come forth. "Hold his upper body while the others come." The nurse told me. I did as I was told and got onto the bed the best I could and grabbed onto Justin's upper body. His blood was smearing over my arms and shirt but I couldn't careless.

3 nurses and doctor Kindheart soon came in and injected Justin with something making him calm down. The doctor looked beyond worried. "You can let him go." The same nurse as before told me. I shook my head and continued hugging Justin's unconscious body. I played with his fingers as i watched the doctor intently. He was looking at the monitors.

"Get some rest son. I'll come by tomorrow to speak to you and your mom." He sent me a small smile and left with all the nurses behind him. I looked down at my brother and kissed his forehead and his cheek. He's going to be fine. I know he is. He's a strong boy and he isn't going to go this way. He's going to grow old and have kids and die old in his bed.

It's creepy of me to think that way but I need Justin to have a good life. He needs it. I'm going to help him. Give him all the medication he needs. I don't care what I have to do. Justin will get better. I just know it. I looked down at Justin and the way his body was on the bed looked uncomfortable so I scooted him a bit to the center of the bed and put his upper half body on the bed. I've been holding it since the incident.

I moved a strand of hair away from his forehead and kissed it once more. "You'll be fine Justin. I promise. I love you so much." I mumbled before going to sleep on his side.