"Bree....I-I have cancer." Scott says. Tears immediately well up in my eyes. Jake must have seen because before he could even get congratulated, he rushes over to me and engulfs me into his arms. "Please come to the hospital.....I need you...." he pleads and I drop the phone, falling into sobs. Zeke comes over and wraps his arms around me also. I undoubtedly had make up smearing all down my face right now but I didn't care. I need to go to the hospital. Now.
"C-can someone t-take me to t-the hospital....p-please." I choke out. Zeke nods and told Jake to put his bike in his trucks trailer that he had his bike on too. After putting Jake's bike on the trailer, we all pile into Zeke's truck. Zeke drives and Jake sits in the passenger side with me in the middle of them. I couldn't quit crying. Zeke was rubbing small circles on my back and Jake and was rubbing circles on my thumb as he held my hand.
Jake asked me what's wrong and I told him that Scott was in the hospital with cancer. After I said that, I could feel Jake and Zeke tense up. Even though we weren't all on same terms, we all still cared about each other. We didn't want to lose Scott.
It felt like forever until we made it to the hospital. We checked in and the nurse told us to go to room 276A. We all practically ran to make it to the room. Even Zeke. He had a big heart and I loved that about him. He barely knew Scott and he was still practically in tears. We all went into Scott's room and broke down into even more tears. Seeing him all hooked up to machines. He was pale and he had a cap on his head where all his hair should be. He must have lost it due to chemotherapy. He had bruises all over him from what I could see due to how fragile he was. I couldn't stand seeing him like this.
"Hey hey, Bree...come here." He hushed. I ran over to him and sat down beside his bed. He pulled me into a hug and I cried into him shoulder for such a long time, no doubt staining his gown with my black makeup covered tears. Jake and Zeke come over to his bed and kneel down next to him. We all start praying for him silently, letting the beeping sounds of the machines take over for several minutes.
"H-how bad is it." I squeak out.
He looks down, as if he doesn't want to say it. "Guys.....it's pretty bad......doctors said I have stage 4 cancer. It started in my lungs and I starting to spread."
"Stage 4? How long." I cry. "H-How long have you known?"
"Brianne...I've known For about year now. I've never told anyone because when they first found out about it, they were able to make it quit but it came back much worse. I noticed when I started coughing blood. Lots of it. I came here and after lots of testing, they told me I have stage 4 cancer. It must be pretty bad, the doctor told me I don't have much longer....I fighting Brianne, but it's hard." I burst into crying even harder. I didn't even know it was possible but I did. Jake and Zeke were even crying by now.
I hugged Scott and he pulled me into the hospital bed with him. I was very cautious. I didn't want to hurt him but assured me it was okay. He held me in his arms while I cried. "Don't go." I sobbed into his shoulder and he just brushed my hair with his hands. He shouldn't be the one comforting me. I should be comforting him. I felt so selfish but I couldn't help it. He started coughing really bad and I didn't know what to do. I sat up and I grabbed his hand as if to ask him if he's okay. He finished and nodded his head, laying back down, pulling me back with him.
Jake and Zeke were sitting in chairs around the room and it was starting to get late. I could hear faint snores of the both the guys. I had everything on my mind.
I've known Zeke for a week and have already dragged him through so much. He's such a great person. Here he is, sitting in a hospital room of a guy he barely knows. He cried and he's now sleeping in an uncomfortable chair when he could be at home in his bed. And Jake, he was a great person. No matter what Scott and Jake have been through, he still cares about Scott or he wouldn't be curled up in a ball on a hospital chair trying to sleep. Scott? He was my first love and now he's here in a hospital with stage 4 cancer, yet he's supporting me, making me feel better. These were all great people. I didn't deserve them but they still cared about me more than any one else could and I care about them more than I have ever cared about anyone.
My eyes were so heavy from all the crying I've done.
He kissed my forehead and whispered to me. "Brianne, no matter what happens, I'll always be here with you, maybe not physically but I'm here with you. Just know I've had a great life with you and even though we've have our problems and know I messed somethings up, I want you to know I'm sorry. I'm not afraid to die Bree, I'll go to heaven and live an even better life. You won't be there, but Don't rush it. I'll miss you and I don't want you to be sad. I want you to be happy for the life I've lived. My life was beyond amazing when I met you and I love you for that Brianne. What ever happens, keep your chin up beautiful."
I sniffle back a tear. "I love you Scott. So much."
"And I love you, Brianne Reid."
We sat in silence for a couple minutes, then I heard a loud beeping sound. It woke up Jake and Zeke and I knew what that sound was. I didn't feel his breaths under my hand anymore and I burst out crying again. He flatlined. He died in my arms. Doctors came rushing in and rushed me and the guys out of the room. They did everything they could to revive Scott but nothing seemed to work.
Jake, Zeke and I cuddled together. Hugging and praying that anything would work but It didn't. Hours must have passed but we haven't heard anything.
We were still huddled together when a nurse came out with a sorrowful expression etched on her face. "I'm so sorry....he didn't make it...." she said. "It spread and grew. He was unable to breath and it took over him." She said and she gave us all a hug. I didn't miss the tear slip down her face. I saw her wipe away more as she walked away. Jake and Zeke sandwiched me into a hug and hugged me tight. Once they let go, I felt so emotionally and physically drained. My knees buckled and before I even hit the floor, Zeke caught me and picked me up. We all made our way out the the car. Zeke layed me into the back seat of his truck an Jake climbed in with me. Zeke sat up front in the drivers side. He didn't start the truck. He just sat there in shock as if everything was catching up to him. Jake pulled me into his laps and held me so tight, it was as if he was trying to squeeze my heart back into whole again. I Buried my face into his neck and sobbed. I heard the engine of Zeke's truck start up and drive away.
It seemed longer for us to get home and I realized why. Zeke took us back to his place. Probably so we didn't have to see Scott's forever empty home. Zeke was smart.
His home was huge but welcoming. Jake carried me inside, I felt too weak to even move. Zeke told us there was a guest room down the hall to the left and made sure we were okay with sharing a room. We nodded and told him thank you. Jake layed me into bed and crawled in himself. He pulled me close and ran his fingers through my hair to soothe me. I couldn't even cry anymore. I just felt numb. Scott's speech was getting to me. 'Don't be sad.' Ran over and over in my head. It's so hard not to be sad. Jake pulled my chin up and kissed my forehead.
"Go go sleep princess." He begged and pulled me in closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and connected my hands around his back. I lost one person I love. I can't lose anymore.
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Author's Note
Okayyyyy....I literally cried while writing this.😭
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