Cancer

Twelve

*mikey*

I walk out of the car and saw Pete standing by the entrance of our hotel.

"Pete!" I shouted and ran over to him and pulled him into a hug. I haven't seen him in two months and I really did miss him, despite how much he worries.

"Hey you," he whispered hugging me back. He pulled back and connected his lips to mine. I didn't want to ever pull back but it was sort of freezing.

"Why are you standing out here? It's freezing!" I say pulling my jacket tighter.

"Well turns out if I go in there saying 'I want Mikey Way's room number- no I'm not a stalker I swear I'm his boyfriend' it doesn't really work," he says making me laugh a little.

"How about I let you in, they can't deny your access anymore," I offer, leading him into my room. The lady at the reception desk gives me an odd glance when we walk in.

"He's with me," I say and she gives us both a thumbs up. We walk into my room and I through Petes things in the bedroom. "Looks like we'll have to share," I say with a smile. It's nothing new to us. Pete just gave me a nervous smile. We go over to the couch and sit down.

"So how have you been?" I ask pulling a pillow onto my lap. We've been so focused on me, I haven't been updated on his life.

"The same old same old," he giggled, looking uncomfortable. He's been unsettled the whole time he's been with me. Maybe it has something to do with that text.

"How did your talk with Tom go?" He asked, playing with his fingers. Maybe I was making him uncomfortable?

"Useless, he said he didn't tell anybody, but I don't know. I mean who else would tell the public. You?" I said with a laugh. Pete? Telling everybody about my cancer? That's crazy.

Pete just widened his eyes, but relaxed when he saw me laugh. I wonder why he's been so edgy. Maybe he's seeing someone else?

"Yeah... About that actually..." Pete begins, but doesn't finish. I laugh a little at the joke.

"Nice one. So what did you want to talk about?" I asked, but froze up when I saw he wasn't joking.

"Pete... You're not serious are you?" I asked alarmed. Pete wouldn't do something like that.

"It slipped!" He defended. I can't believe it, I trusted him.

"What the hell, Pete?" I say starting to get angry.

"We were doing an interview and the lady said, 'you're putting a lot of emotion in your lyrics lately, anything special?' And all I said was my boyfriend is battling cancer, I didn't even say your name, I swear!" He says, guilt in his voice. I don't even know how to react to that.

"I'm going to sleep," I say standing up, still confused at the situation. I walk to my room and sit on my bed. That's when the realization really kicks in. Pete told everybody...

I couldn't sit here and let my thoughts get to me. I decide to call up Ray and see if he wants to hang out.

"Hello?" He answered right away.

"Do you have any plans tonight?" I ask, desperately hoping that I don't have to stay the night here.

"No, why do you wanna hang?" He asked hopeful. I guess he doesn't get out enough.

"Yeah that sounds cool,"

"Alright, I'll be like five minutes," he says and hangs up. I grab my keys and wallet and head out the door.

"I'll be back later," I tell Pete heading out the door. He sends me a small smile as I close the door.

"What's up Mikey?" Ray asked as I got in the car. I don't know where we're going, but I don't care.

"It was Pete," I say staring at the empty road ahead of us. "Pete told them, I trusted him,"

"That doesn't sound like a Pete thing to do?" Ray said confused, and it was true.

"That's what I thought, but he said that he told a lady in an interview accidentally. He said I was the reason behind his new music," I say, feeling the tears start to build up.

"I'm sorry, how about we go see that new movie? You can't go wrong with talking cats!" Ray says optimisticly. I laugh and agree, knowing that I wanted to see that movie too.

-

"What am I going to do with all these cats when the cancer ends my life,"

Are you fucking kidding me? I look over at Ray and see him panic. He looked at me and grabbed my hand,

"Let's go," he told me, pulling me out of the theater.

-

Turns out that movie about talking cats was really about a girl trying to get her talking cats a home before she dies...of cancer.

"I'm so sorry, I did not know that movie was about that," Ray said frantically running a hand through his hair. "I'm such a bad friend,"

"It's not your fault, it doesn't even matter that much. I mean I agreed to it too. You're not a bad friend," I reassure him. He just looks up at me and smiles.

"How about I make it up to you? I know ice cream!" He says excitedly, and leads me back to the car. "You can't go wrong with ice cream,"

"That's exactly what you said about the movie..." I said jokingly, I didn't mean it.

"Shut up," he mumbled climbing back into the drivers seat.

-

I quietly enter the room I'm staying in again, careful not to wake up Pete. I turn around and see Pete passed out on the couch, a note next to him. Walking over to the couch, I grab the note next to Pete.

I'm sorry and I'll still love you even if you kick me out on the street ~a very guilty Pete xo

I smile down at Pete, who still seems to be sleeping. I lean down and kiss his forehead.

"I love you too, you idiot,"

I make my way back to the bedroom when I see I have a missed call from my doctor. Why do I never seem to be able to answer my phone when it rings? I dial the number again and put it to my ear.

"Is this Michael Way?" I hear the person on the other end ask.

"Yeah? That's me,"

"We're gonna need to make an appointment soon. It's important,"

-

HAHA ANOTHER CLIFF HANGER. I may or may not have had to write this chapter twice cause I accidentally deleted it.
Goodnight
~ the other half of kess