Dear Michael, || m.c + l.h

/twenty/

luke

we decided to leave since i was getting worse. i hate to ruin things. we're in the car now. i bean to cough again, and a pain came in my chest again.

"luke, i'm taking you to the emergency room." my mum said, looking at me through the mirror. i continued to cough, and michael rubbed my back. it wasn't long before we got to the hospital and i took a seat with michael while my mom talked with the secretary. she came and sat back down.

"my poor baby boy." she kissed my cheek.

"luke hemmings?" a nurse called. we stood up and followed her to a room.

"we're going to take a blood sample." she stated. i took my jacket off and rolled my sleeve up. good thing i wore my bracelets. she quickly took my blood and walked out of the room. i held michael's hand while we waited in silence. there was soon a knock at the door and a doctor walked in. i shook his hand. his name is dr. menalo. weird name.

"well luke, we got the results from your blood." he sighed.

"they aren't good."

"oh." i simply said. it's not like i have cancer or some shit right?

"you have lung cancer."