Changes | Lams ✔️

Chapter-31

You guys make some so happy 😩😪💓 You Taught me to go out and not just hide in the dark. Because I was waiting for people to come to me. And I didn't realize I had to move forward myself. And when I finally did I met amazing people :,) thx so much.

And I'm very sensitive

Here's how

I was sitting on the couch at 2:00am watching musicallys of people and other things. So I looked up 'lams' as a hashtag and there were edits. They made me cry 😩

Alex's POV
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I  cradled him close to my chest. He had tears flowing from his eyes within seconds but no sounds escaped his mouth. It's like he was lost in thought. Murmuring little things. There was blood on his lower lip and it traveled down his shirt. I thought for a moment before looking down to where John was sitting. There was blood on the ground below us. Some were in giant clots. It was too much to take in at once.

I felt him grab my shirt like he was fighting for breath. He choked out a sob and buried his head in my shirt. Tears pricked at my eyes and I held him tighter, spotting violet under his other arm. She rubbed her head against my arm. I starred at john for little bit. I couldn't take it. I quickly grabbed his body and held him bridle style.

I struggled to get him to my car because of violet and his shaking limbs. I put violet in the back and jumped in the front. Not caring to buckle again. No one does anyways. And it wouldn't be new to me not to. Johns more important anyways.

As I was on the road all I could hear was the whimpers of pain from John. That's exactly what I didn't wanna hear. I looked at him before quickly looking at the road again.

"Alexander... let me go.. please.." he said quietly. It's like one of those movies where your loved one is dying and they are begging you to let them die. Did he mean it though? Was he really wanting to let go of everything? Of me? But whatever he said, I'm not making him. And besides, having cancer could make you throw blood up anyways. It's probably not even new to him. Am I hallucinating ? Or am I just being a really good friend?

Nah, john dying is the end of me. So finding out he had cancer almost killed me.

As we reached the house. I had remembered our plans. You know, the plans to have a huge sleep over.

Canceled? No? Wait. Maybe John throwing up blood isn't from the cancer. It could be from other things too. But I'm totally sure he has lung cancer. I've don't research.

I'm definitely hallucinating. I wanted to mentally slap myself for being so stupid in the first place. I hopped out and carried John inside with violet under my feet as always.

"Awe did you guys get married?" Laf said coming over. He spotted the actual view then  whispered an 'o'. I quickly laid John on the couch, whose eyes were half open.

"Ya this happens a lot." I heard Thomas sigh, coming over and standing beside the couch. The silence filled the air before angie came in with a wet rag and a glass of water. Eliza came in with a random bucket, placing it by the couch. Why is everyone so god damn nice and supportive?

"So your saying this is normal?" I asked sitting by John and putting my hand on his forehead softly. He started drifting off, and with a blink of an eye he was out. He looked so cute being tired but seeing him in pain was just plain disgusting and hard to watch. The love of you're life in pain almost everyday.

"He must've been too hot, and to top it all off, Yes this happens.. he'll be a little weird after he wakes up due to dehydration." Angie said smoothly.

"Maybe taking him to the doctor and getting him fluid or whatever it is?" James asked, sinking in Thomas's lap, which whom were playing cards with  Charles and Sam on the table.

We all agreed and I took no hesitation and climbed up beside him, grabbing his waist. He started shifting a little and saying things under his breath.

Within moments everyone went back to what they were doing. Either it was being bored or not, at least it was something. But peggy and I stayed by johns side. He's always one to make people happy and make every thing ten times the fun. It sucks to see him this way... It also sucks to know he's been like this the entire time and I didn't even know. He seemed pretty strong when he was in school. Why is he all a sudden getting worse? Because of james? Because of the special treatment he thought he was getting too? And he never really mentioned doctor appointments..

This is all adding up now.

I looked over at peggy and saw tears forming in her eyes. Everyone found out about this the same time I did and we all reacted differently. "Why him though!" Peggy half screamed. I jumped a little by the sudden outburst, realizing the what she meant. Why is it John? I cuddled closer and John buried his head in the crook of my neck. He was still sleeping just a Dream probably. I felt his hot breath on me. And the heat was so noticeable on him."this is bullshit! I'm tired of seeing him suffer!" Peggy threw her arms in the air and left stomping up stairs.

She was right. It had to be John. God Always takes the innocent ones. Or is he just leaving the awful people to suffer on the hell we made but on the beautiful place he made?

"Plans aren't canceled." Lee said."like you said, it happens often so he'll wake up, we'll keep and eye on him and then everything will be.. okay.. for now" I didn't  wanna argue with his words. He was right. We couldn't really get inside of Johns body and help him fight it. He had to be strong and we know he is. He stuck around through the hell. I'm sure he'll be okay.. he will be.

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I'm starting to dislike this story.. help.