Chapter 15

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A/N Hey guys! Guess who's going to Mississippi tomorrow! I am! So that means at least two chapter updates tomorrow! Only thing sadly there are 5 chapters left in the book. I'm also updating twice today so technically 4 chapters left. Still idk what the ending will be but hope you guys liking it, I loved writing this story and I plan on writing more!
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Scott POV

"Wh-what?" My mom says about to cry.

"Excuse me but only one person can be with him at a time because if your crowded then you'll breath heavily then you won't be able to breath at all." The doctor says as I'm still crying. I pull Mitch into a kiss before it's just me and my mom in the room she's now crying and she looks like she's hurt bad, emotionally.

"M-Mom I love you." I say which makes her smile a little but she's still crying.

"Scotty buckets why did I get a call from Kirstie you were at the hospital and not you?" My mom says still crying but also annoyed.

"I had a rough week." I tried to kill myself.... yeah a little bit more rough then I explained. Then Kirstie swings the door open and all of pentatonix glares at me.

"Why did you try to commit suicide?!" Crap! Mitch why!

"WHAT DID YOU TRY TO DO!?" My mom yells. And it looks like the doctor was right because the second they all came in yelling I couldn't breath anymore. I start wheezing trying to breath and I'm back where I was this morning, gripping to the sides of my bed, wheezing, and trying to scream and failing.

"Scott!" All the people I'm the room (except me) yell. Mitch starts to cry again but luckily Kirstie comforts him. Then a doctor rushes in and puts a breathing mask over me and before I know it I'm passed out. *3 hours later* I wake up back in the room with Kirstie, Avi, Kevin, Mitch, mother, father, Mike (Mitch's dad) and my sister all staring at me waiting for me to wake up. Mitch and my mom are still crying.

"Hey." Mitch says with a kind-of smile.

"Hey beautiful." I reply, he blushes but looks down trying to hide it. I smile, he's so cute when he blushes. He's so cute when he does anything. Luckily he's the person sitting closest to me so I lift up his chin and kiss him.

"I love you." He says sweetly.

"I love you too." I reply. Then the doctor comes in and looks unhappy. But I still pray she has good news. I pray that she says there was a mistake and I don't have cancer. I pray that it randomly all the sudden disappears but nope that's not the news I get at all.

"Hey Scott how are you feeling? Well I have some bad news. There are five choices you have. 1. You take medication that kills you without pain. 2. Chemotherapy (very painful). 3. Let yourself die slowly and painfully. 4. Horribly risky surgery. 5. Let your family pick for you."

"What were the results?" I ask crying softly.

"Well sadly because it's your lungs that have the tumor when it grows it gets near your heart. And well sadly it's surrounding it I'm so sorry."

"Scott? Honey? Please pick five." My mom says hopeful.

"Baby, please don't die on me. Don't do anything that can hurt you." Mitch says sobbing. I grab his collar and pull him into a long and tender kiss. I keep kissing him and even though we're surrounded by people he slips his tongue into my mouth as we make out a bit more powerful. We make out for a good solid minute before we stop. I whisper something in his ear and he nods in understanding. I've made my decision and it's making my boyfriend sob horrifically.

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