PULL (BXB)

Darkness

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***Sebastian's POV***

"Baby, eat. Please." Mama's soft voice demands me to pick up my fork and make an attempt at my lunch.

Honestly, I am not hungry. Everyday that passes, I feel physically weaker. The treatments break down all of my cells, healthy and sick. My heart hurts so much, I struggle to breathe for the majority of my waking hours.

I don't know how you can miss something so much that you only knew for a short while. The reason is irrelevant. I just do. I miss Mark like the oxygen I struggle to consume.

I slowly lift my fork to my mouth, opening slightly and willing the food to make the final leap into my mouth. When I finally manage to take a bite, I hold back the gag that threatens to expel the unchewed bite from my lips.

"It tastes bad. It's sour. I'm gonna be sick." I explain as I spit the food right back on to the untouched plate.

"That's the medicine. It leaves an aftertaste." Alex pulls the plate away from me sympathetically.

"I'm so done with all of this." I groan, pushing my head farther into the pillow.

"You're doing great sweetie. You are doing so well." Mama coos as her hand gently clasps my own.

"Is that what you guys see? You see me thriving? Because let me let you in on a little secret. I'm not. I'm fucking dying. My heart is hurting. My body fucking hates me. My stomach feels like glass is shredding me from the inside out. Everything fucking HURTS." I scream out. My body echoing my words of pure truth.

"We weren't meaning it like that Seb. Please. We know you are suffering. But, your latest test results are promising. It's working. Dr. Reins says you have far exceeded expectations." Mama explains. I feel slightly better knowing I'm not doing this for fucking nothing.

"Seb, I hate to bring it up." Alex starts.

"Then DON'T." I grit my teeth, not caring what he hates to bring up. Knowing him, he's going to do it anyway.

"It's your heart. Your emotions. You're lonely. You miss Mark. I think finding him will fast track your recovery." Alex doesn't disappoint with his uncanny talent to touch every nerve in my system.

"Well, lets just jump on a fucking plane and I will go get him." I roll my god damned eyes.

If I could, I would. But, I can't. And that just sucks sweaty monkey balls.

"I see you are in a mood this morning." Alex huffs out in false irritation.

"Wanna make me feel better?" I smirk. He's gonna slap me.

"I really do." Alex looks over at me hopefully. I grin sweetly.

"Suck my cock. I haven't been laid in a while. I'm sure I have pent up sexual frustration." I wink at Alex.

I screech whenever Mama's hand slaps my chest and she gives me an incredulous look for my crudeness.

"I was just playing. Gah, mama. That fucking hurt." I whine like a child. Mama raises her hand in warnin for my potty mouth directed at her.

"It's not supposed to feel good." Mama giggles when I stick my tongue out at her.

"You know what would feel good?" I wiggle my eyebrows back at Alex.

"Ow. Stop that." I grimace. Mama wipes her hand off on her lap blanket.

"Stop being a perv." Mama points the pen in her hand at me.