This isn't just pictures on Simon's instagram. After like 18 chapters or so It's purely plot and story.
You can read my others stories for more gay, though they are a lot shorter
(Ngl, it's sad to see this book end. Its become my son)
Simon ~~~~~~
I frowned as I stared into the mirror a nurse held for me. "You look cute" "NoI look like a fucking egg" I huffed but smiled when Josh giggled, "A cute egg" Josh laughed, smiling harder when I chuckled, leaning back in my bed.
"Simon, as much as I love to see you actually laugh, we have physical therapy now" The same nurse smiled, walking in again with Doctor Grey beside her.
"Do we have to? I'm not sure Ifeel up for it" "Are you in any physical pain?" "No" "then you're up for it" I groaned and slowly sat up, sitting in the wheel chair the nurse brought to my bed.
"Can I push him?" Josh asked from the other side of the room, Dr Grey nodded, walking out the room with the nurse following.
Josh came up behind me and started to push me out of the room, following behind the doctors. "The physical therapy is going to keep your bones strong, so they don't grow to frail and break every time you fall" Dr Grey said from in front of us, turning into a room.
I looked up at Josh, him not noticing and pushing me into the room.
"So what do we do first?" "First we need him to walk with the rails, then the stairs and then some small work outs" Dr Grey spun around, hands folded in front of her.
"You up for that, Si?" "I guess" I pushed myself off of the chair, grabbing onto the rails. "So all I do is walk?" "Pretty much" I nodded and took a few steps, pausing every now and again to breathe or turn around. "I assume this is going to get harder the further we get into Chemo" Josh asked from behind me.
Dr Grey sighed but nodded, sitting down on a blue yoga ball, "sadly yes. His bones are just going to get weaker until we get that stupid cancer out of him. When we do we'll have to do more work outs to get the bones back to their original state. Also, your hair should grow back. You're going to get sick a lot more often and bruise a lot easier." I nodded, hearing Josh sigh under his breath.
"Okay, walking is done, now the stairs" I fell back onto my wheelchair, looking at the 3 steps I'd have to walk up and down.
I pushed myself up and grabbed onto the rails, lifting one foot after the other.
"You're doing very good, Simon. Usually patients after a month have a harder time" I smiled, doing the same steps over and over for another 10 minutes. "I'm getting tired" I mumbled, feeling sweat soaking the back of my shirt.
"Here" Dr Grey took my hand, helping me down the stairs and onto the chair. "We'll do the work outs tomorrow" I nodded, leaning my head against my arm which was propped up on my knee.
"Josh, do you know the way back to his room?" I guess Josh nodded as he latched his hands back onto the handles, pushing me out of the room. "You did so good today simon, I'm so proud of you" Josh mumbled into my ear, kissing below the lobe gently and pulling away.
"I can do better." I huffed,closing my eyes and leaning back into the chair. "I love you Si, but this is cancer we're talking about, not some football game" "I know it'scancer! I get reminded of it being cancer every fucking momentI'm alive josh, awake or asleep! My life revolvesaround this fucking cancer! I'm so sick of cancer this, cancer that! I'd rather die to this stupid fucking cancer than hear about it again!" I started to yell when we entered my room and the door closed. Josh looked taken aback, hurt and angry.
"Really Simon? You hear about cancer a lot because you have it, you know why we're in a hospital full of people who talk about cancer, because theyre trying to fucking cure yours! You get to be angry, sad and scared but you do NOT get to wish your life away!" Josh yelled back.
I pushed myself off of the wheel chair and sat on the bed, arms crossed over my chest.
"Get out" Josh's features softened as he took a step closer to me, freezing when I glared. "Get the fuck out, Josh!" Josh frowned. Suddenly his features got harsh again and he flipped me off, waking out of the room with a slam of the door.
What did I just do.
My lungs shut down on themselves, rapid coughs escaping my lips. I sputtered and looked down to see a pool of blood in my hands and on my shirt.
I gasped and then everything got quiet, the ground coming closer to my face and then blackness, an empty void waiting for me.
Dr Grey ~~~~~~~ "Josh? Where are yo-" I frowned as I watched my favourite patients boyfriend leave the hospital doors, his face soaked with tears.
I ran to Simons room as fast as I could, opening the door with ease and freezing when I saw Simon on the ground, his mouth covered in blood.
"SOMEONE GET ME A CRASH CART AND A MEDICAL TABLE!" I screamed and dropped beside Simon, putting my fingers on his neck.
I felt.....
Hey guys, that's the end. I can't belive I just ended this book with that omfg. If I was a reader I'd be pissed tbh 😂. Book 2 may happen though, who knows.
I love you guys and I really hecking hope you all liked this book whilst it lasted :) I may try and work on my other book 'I love you' or maybe I'lljustgive up on that book and make a one shot book 😂.
Anyways I said I'd do a face reveal at 2k, I know we're going to hit it so Imma just do it now,
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