Clear Skies ♕Stormpilot AU♕

[16]

[Finn]

My chest was pounding. Another chestache. These things had been happening to me for days now. I've been feeling really sick. I was thinking maybe it was something I ate, but I ate what everyone else ate. They would all be sick too. Yesterday it got too bad and I threw up. Commander Ren had me sent back to my quarters.

I've been given the day off from working so much. I've been feeling extremely sick since I woke up this morning. Coughing and coughing. Most people think that my sickness is a ploy. A trick so I won't have to do any more work. It's far from that.

A nurse sits by my side, with a pollution mask over her mouth, so she won't catch what I have. She places her hand on my forehead, a clicked her tongue in disapproval.

"What's Commader Ren got you doing over there?" She said, looking at me with pitiful eyes.

"Mostly cleaning." I answered.

"This fever is getting even worse in worse. You're in no condition to do anything I'm afraid. Not even walk. I'll get the doctor. Maybe he can prescribe you to some pills or something." She said.

I nodded. "Thank you."

"Think nothing of it." The nurse said, pulling back the flap and walking out of the tent.

Maybe I'm dying. If I was, I suppose it wouldn't be so bad if I died. Not that I necessarily want to, but there's not much people in the world who want me alive anyway. A couple minutes later the nurse came back in followed by the doctor.

"Alrighty, let's see what we got here." The doctor said, pressing his stethoscope on my chest. "Take a deep breath for me please?"

I breathed in deeply, then let out the air through my mouth. This went on for like, five minutes. I was really starting to doubt this doctor knew what he was doing. He did the regular check up stuff like, looking into my ears and mouth, checking my reflexes, and stuff like that.

"Your right Dani, this is far worse than a fever." The doctor said.

Dani, who I'm guessing is the nurse nodded. "Coughed up blood in his sleep doctor." She whispered, trying to make it so I couldn't hear, but failing miserably. "The operations you did on him last night might confirm our theory."

I coughed up blood in my sleep?! How?! Why?! What's wrong with me? And they did operations on me in my sleep too? I didn't really mean it when I said it was okay if I died! I don't want to die! No one actually wants to die!

"A-am I...am I gonna die?" I asked, fearfully.

Dani and the doctor turned towards me and exchanged worried glances. "It's not...certain yet...but there's a very high chance. We're afraid this might not even be a fever." Dani explained.

"Then...w-what is it?" I asked.

My answer was met by silence. The doctor sighed and sat down next to me. This was really scaring me. What was wrong with me?! Why am I dying?!

"Finn right?" The doctor asked.

I nodded slowly.

"Finn...we're afraid this might be a severe case of lung cancer-"

The doctors voice started to fade. I was dying. I was going to die here. The First Order has officially killed me. Whether it was intentional or not they killed me. I was going to die here. I was going to die, and my last words to Poe were so harsh and angry and now, they would stay that way.