Bad Luck · a MGC fanfic

Chapter 4

~unedited~

I wake up with a head ache and look around. Everything is white. I groan and blink a couple of times to let my eyes adjust. Good things come to those who wait, so I wait a couple of seconds before I set up and stretch. I'm achy in a couple of places and just feel sore in general. Machines are beeping and the strong hospital smell penetrates my senses. My mom walks in with a cup of coffee in her hand, not noticing that I'm conscious.

"Hi mum", I casually say. She shrieks and drops her cup, causing coffee to spill all over the floor and I can't do anything but laugh.

"You scared me!", she calls out, still in an alert state.

"I see that", I chuckle, "sorry mom."

"It's okay Mike. I'm glad you're awake now. I'll just get something to clean this up and then we'll talk", she kisses my head and walks out again.

I must say, this all is kind of scaring me. Doctors, hospital, needles. Wait, what? Needles? OH GOD NO, THERE IS A NEEDLE IN MY ARM. I start freaking the fuck out when my mom walks back in. She takes one look at me and immediately knows something is up. So she leaves the spilled coffee for what it is and rushes over to me.
She pulls me close to her and strokes my hair while I start sobbing. It's all just too much right now. The needles, the fainting, being in the hospital, my head ache and I'm so fucking tired.

"Oh baby, shh, shh, it's okay. It's all gonna be okay. I'm here, I've got you. I love you so much", she comforts me before she lets go of my head to put on some Green Day and then she holds me again. She knows music makes me feel better and soon enough, I start to calm down and I fall asleep. Exhausted from being exhausted.

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"Michael, time to wake up. I have dinner for you", an unfamiliar voice slow brings me back to reality. I don't know if I want to though. I'm kind of lost in reality at the moment. But I know that if she won't give up, so I open my eyes. She smiles sweetly at me and helps me sit up. "How are you feeling?", she asks. I don't answer though.

"Dad!"

He smiles, "hi son", he tells me before getting up and giving me a hug. We haven't seen each other much since I got so tired, cause I was usually sleeping when he got home from work and still sleeping when he left again the next morning. So it's really good to see him. The nurse has already left, which I'm grateful for. "Try to eat something and then we'll go home, okay?"

I nod and eat a little bit of what the nurse has brought me. Then I get changed out of this awful hospital gown and into my normal clothes. The whole car ride back I look out of the window with my headphones on. I sigh deeply and let my thoughts pass me by.

We arrive home half an hour later and decide that watching a movie would be nice. My parents are letting me choose, as if I'm five years old, I go for "Mocking Jay: Part 2". I absolutely adore the four The Hunger Games movies, and I've seen the other ones so often already. My mom makes some popcorn and I eat a bit. Then I decide to message the guys in our groups chat. We've been chatting throughout the days and I want to keep them updated.

[Michael]: so, my mom took me to see a doctor this morning as you know. He asked me about my symptoms bladybladybla. Long story short: he wanted to run a blood test. Didn't tell me what for. But they took like six tubes of blood. SIX TUBES. WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO WITH THAT MANY TUBES?! I walked out of the room and apparently fainted. I was in the hospital for the afternoon and I'm home now. Tomorrow I'll get the results of the blood test.

[Ash]: shit dude, that sounds serious.

[Luke]: how are you feeling now? Will you tell us the results tomorrow?

[Calum]: wait, did you faint because of the same reason you fainted during PE or because of the needle?

[Michael]: ...

[Michael]: no comment.

[Michael]: I'll keep you updated. I guess I'm feeling alright. But I think I'm going to bed. Good night guys

[Ash]: night mike!

[Lukey]: you and your fear of needles, haha. Sleep well!

[Cal]: I knew it, hehe! Good night Mikey

"Mom, dad, I'm tired. I'm going to bed, night", I kiss my mom's cheek and give my dad a hug.

"Okay sweetie, sweet dreams", my mom tells me.

"Good night son", my dad says in his low voice.

I get ready for bed and, as per usual these days, I fall asleep right away.

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I'm sitting in the car on my way to the doctor's office again. So far today has been okay I guess? I've eaten a little bit and wasn't as tired. My headache is there but not very prominent. My mom is kinda nervous and I think I am somewhat nervous too. But I expect the doctor to tell us there's nothing wrong with me and that this'll pass in a couple of days or something. A new Bastille song is playing on the radio and I softly sing along. Once we're there, we sit down in the waiting room. It's so damn cold in here. I can't control myself and start shivering. My mom looks at me with that motherly look again and I can see the worry in her eyes. She rubs her hand up and down my arm in an attempt to get me warm.

"Clifford?", doctor Reed's voice sounds through the waiting room. We get up, walk through the door and shake his hand. "Hello ma'am", he says to my mother, "Please, follow me", he tells the both of us. So we do as he asks, if you could call it asking. And sit down in his office.

"Welcome back Michael, thank you for bringing your mother like I asked. I'm just gonna cut straight to the point her. Your blood work shows some abnormalities and we need you to go to the hospital for further tests."

I look over to my mom, and her expression is just blank. Nothing like how I imagine my face looks like right now. I'm shocked. She nods.

"Are you sure about this?", I try.

"I'm sorry Michael, but yes. I'm positive."

Finally, my mom speaks up, but what comes out of her mouth is not what I expected.

"What department of the hospital do we need to go to?"

"Oncology", the doctor calmly answers.

"O-Oncology? Doesn't that have something to do with cancer? Do I have cancer?"

"Michael, calm down. Nothing is certain yet. We just found some abnormalities and want to be sure."

I can't find the right words to say, so I just shut up. My mom shakes his hand and thanks him. Yes, thanks him. Then we walk out. Not saying anything to each other. We get back into the car and head for the hospital.

Okay so it's not a very long chapter, but I don't think it'd be good if I made it longer soooo. I hope you have a great day and/or night lovelies! Big loves xx