Untold Tales

Something Weird

Summary:

A separate peace fanfic.

somewhere in my mind at some point in the book I thought. what would happen if Gene got sick? like bad. like pneumonia or somethin, so this is the result. me writing a bad fic that i never intended to write down.

1.

The sun rose high, yelling at the students to wake up and face the new day. Finny was always the first to wake up, Gene had adaptded a strange way to go about his morning routine.

Finny couldn't see it at first, but there was something terribly wrong with his roommate. In the mornings he would wake up, and in the middle of his stretching would silently hiss and hug his mid-section. He would always brush this off and continue with his routine of getting ready for the day.

The thing both friends failed to see was the sluggish movements Gene had begun carrying. He was no longer happy, or sad, or mad, he had the same look in his eyes everyday. Pain, regret, and the constant peirce of exhaustion. Finny still did not see the signs after three days, and so, neither did Gene.

Of course Brinker and Lepper saw the signs, almost everyday they would ask Gene if he was ok. He would always reply with a stiff nod, or an "I'm fine" writen with that Pain filled expression.

Brinker knew better than to push Gene, so let him be. Lepper, on the other hand, knew exactly what was wrong with Gene, and every night told Brinker that "It's only going to get worse."

Of course there were some days when Gene just couldn't get out of bed, His mid-section threatening to peirce through. In those days Finny would claim that it's nothing serious, and that Genes over reacting, but would stay by his side throughout the day anyway.

Eventually Finny started to see. That not only was Gene sick, but he was hurt as well. Gene knew what had happened to himself, and he knew it was his fault, and that Finny shouldn't burden himself. So the two opposing forces fought, the one strong and healthy, the other weak and sickly, until only one stood tall.

2.

It was another one of those mornings. Gene wouldn't wake up. So Finny did all he could to wake up his friend without hurting him more.

Of course Gene woke up, he would turn his heavy head to Finny and breathe those uneven rattles. He would let a small cough escape his chapped lips, and slowly, carefully, lift himself off the mattress. Finny would watch as his roommate and friend sluggishly move about the room.

"Gene?" Finny called out

His call would land on deaf ears as Gene would continue getting dressed. So Finny would try again, and again until he got a slow response from the other.

"Fin?" Gene would answer back

"Gene, are you ok?" He asked, everyday

Gene would nod, and faulter as he pulled his pants over his pale legs.

"Gene?"

"Y-yeah Fin?"

"you haven't been yourself"

A bow of the head "I know"

A step forward "You need to rest"

"Can't"

It was like a broken record, nearly everyday it would skip on the same part over, and over, and over, until it all blurred together. Finny would watch as Gene stumble out the doorway and into Brinker, and the other would catch him.

Gene sometimes just gave up, and fall back asleep in Brinkers arms. Today he just picked himself up and sluggishly draged his feet down the hall with a worried Finny in tow. Finny still didn't know what to do with Gene, they both knew he wasn't getting any better.

Throughout classes Gene would try his very hardest to not fall asleep. Of course he couldn't keep this secret rule, and broke it many times in attempt to not fail it. As the class hours ended, beginning the free time of playing with the others always snuck up on Gene.

Finny would always start a game of blitz-ball and there never seemed to be an end. Gene used to play every game with Finny, but since this sickness claimed him he stayed put on the sidelines, acting as a makeshift referee.

"Hey Gene! What's the score?" Brinker would call out every so often.

And when Gene would open his mouth from where he sat, but would never be able to get a peep out as Finny would shout out "There's no score Brinker, it's just a game!"

This was a regular day since Genes sickness took control of their lives. There were always a few days out of a week where it would get serious, and Finny would end up carrying his unconscious roomie to the infirmary.

END.