Middle of Everything

CHAPTER 2 : The Intern

Before I realized that I only have a few months to live, my parents are trying so hard to find out why I am having this extreme pains that sometimes I can't use my hands or even move my muscles, also I am having this abdominal pain that other doctors can't figure out why.

One time we went to a doctor and told us that I should just take some medicine to relieve the pain but it is useless so they decided to bring me to the other hospital but still no luck. We've been doing this about a year now and even I am having this pain physically but that is just a bit fine for me. The thing that I hate about is not the pain, yes I don't like having this pain but there is much worse than this one and realizing that we are almost empty, my family isn't rich, we are middle average so in short, we don't have enough money to go in and out of a hospital. Yes, we have some savings but that is not enough to have this kind of problem. And because of me having this problem my family's savings are almost out and it will soon affect my brother's college fund.

I know I already have a few months to live but I know my family they will spend everything and do whatever it takes to just save me but I can't bare seeing them like this. I felt that I was a burden that I am making everyone feel miserable. So that night while on our way home I made up my mind. I don't want to fight anymore. I give up living. This is the end.

When we finally arrived home I can still see the Christmas decoration that is decorated in front of the house. The front yard with a fake snowman place at the middle of the lawn, holding a sign saying Merry Christmas is still in place. The garage door is still decorated with fake Christmas leaves and some small design of a sticker snow falling.

We became so busy lately that we forgot about cleaning the house. It was almost new year's eve when we realized that my sickness was getting worst. That one of my Uncle that is a doctor finally get the result of my laboratory. We supposed to celebrate that day. Drink, eat and laugh. Along with my grandparents, my cousins and my uncle's and aunties but that day we mourn. We agonized.

As we enter the garage my mother asked me what do I want for dinner? And I just reply I'm not sure. All this time I still can't shake my thoughts away from what the reality is hitting me. So I head out of the car and head to the kitchen right away. Take some soda can and head back to my room. The house is covered with colorful decoration but before my feet step the stairs I stop for a second and look at the family picture. The five of us smiling. John on the right side, me on the left side, mother and father on the middle with our little sister. We are all happy in that photo. Like it was just yesterday.

It was Christmas eve when we decided to have a family photo. John and I were playing upstairs, young and carefree enjoying the gift that we receive while Aerie is downstairs helping mother in the kitchen. Then she called us and told about Mother's idea.

"Quick, quick!" she said excitedly, "pick the best red clothes"

"Why red?" John disagrees.

"Don't complain." She replied in dismay, "just pick the best clothes okay?"

As John and I head down father is on the living room preparing the camera and the stand. On the other hand, Mother is helping Aerie to fix her dress. When Aerie saw us she smiled and quickly run towards our direction and hug us.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"About what?" I replied.

"About the dress silly!" she exclaimed

John and I look at each other for a second and then we make this really weird smile which we do to annoy her. "What?" she asked annoyed.

"Nothing," John said.