CheckMate (A Luke Castellan fan fic. OC CHARACTER)

Nerves

Luke's POV

   What the fuck are we going to do?!! My Love has cancer!! As soon as she heard the news she seemed to just blank out. She wouldn't answer my questions or any of my worrisome attempts of gaining her attention. She just stared at her arms and fingers. I hopped in the drivers seat and started the car.
       She leaned her head on the car and her eye lids drifted asleep. As I drove down the highway heading towards the scenic road that we used to get to the Warehouse, I noticed something. Raphael's hair had turned a ghostly shade of black. Strips of a sad grey-ish blue highlighted it. Tears stains have stained her face and I needn't know that her lip was quivering behind her hair. She was crying. Her ends of her hair were her normal shade of platinum and steadily decreased as she slept.
       I hit the turn signal and turned off road and towards the warehouse. The gates opened. You know the ones that read "caution stay out. All violating personnel will be prosecuted". Yeah those. I drove up to the door and stopped the car.  I hopped out and walked over to her side. I opened the door carefully and caught the unconscious blob that was now my girlfriend? I think we're just boyfriend and girlfriend? I don't know. All I know is that I love the fucking hell out of her.
     She mumbled something in her sleep. I smiled softly to myself. I flipped the key panel and punched the code in. The door slid open and I walked in. Some of the henchman lurked around time see what was happening. "Back to work." I growled. They adverted their eyes. "W-Where're we going?" Raphael whispered in my ear. "We're getting you back to our bed. You need rest. Maybe a bath too. I'll help." I kiss her hair covered head and turned to walk up the stairs.
     I held her close as she looked down over at my shoulder. She was still slightly crying. "Shh Love... it's all going to be okay. You can beat this." She let out a semi-loud sob as I finished talking. She's doubting herself again. I set her down on one of the stairs and bent down in front of her. I held her chin with my hand and kissed her. "Love... it's all going to be okay. Doctor Matthers said that we can pick up the chemotherapy pills in two weeks." I bet you she was still in shock. I picked her back up and carried her down the hall towards our room.
Her sobs turned to quiet sniffles as she stopped crying. I rubbed the back of her head. She had her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs around my abdomen. "I love you. You know that right?" She whispered in my ear. "Don't talk like that. You can fight it. You're strong enough." She nodded her head that was tightly shoved in my shoulder. I opened the bedroom door. It was a wreck. Someone had definitely broken in. The lamps were knocked over and glass was shattered everywhere. The couches had several rips in it and my desk was completely trashed. The only rooms that weren't vandalized were the bathroom and the closet.
I closed the door behind me and felt something poke me in the arm. I laid down a clearly sleeping Raphael on the bed after I moved the blankets. I turned to face the door from where I stood. There was a knife stabbed in it with a note attached. It was from Nico. "Bring her back." I read allowed. What the fuck was he trying to accomplish with this? Whatever I should start to clean up
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Raphaels POV                   Two Week Later.

  I bounced my knee nervously. Luke just got back from the hospital about two hours ago  and I stared at the small bag with my chemo pills in them.
I've been staring at them for like and hour. Was I expected to take them? If so how many a day? What are the side effects and what will happen? Most importantly.... will I lose my hair? I laid back on the bed. Crazy thoughts were running through my head. The shower turned off and I just closed my eyes. The most important question of all; will I lose my Luke?
The bathroom door opened showing a fully dressed Luke and his hair being rubbed into his towel. He sat down next to me. He held my right hand. I opened my eyes again. "I know Love. I know. But you have to take them. I don't want to lose you." I nodded my head. He grabbed the bag with the pills and grabbed the bottle out. He read the label. "There are a lot of side affects Raph. To cut things short; there going to make your life feel like hell." I nodded. He stood up. "Come on. We'll take them in the kitchen since there's no actual beverages in here. Plus no one is up... since it's one A.M." I nodded. I followed him to the kitchen.
My bare feet hitting on the cold concrete. Sending small chills up my back. Goosebumps scattered my arms and I started to feel nauseous again. "Give me a minute Baby." I leaned up against the wall and took several deep breaths. He put a hand on my back. "You okay Love?" I nodded slowly. "Y-Yeah. Just a little nauseous. I'll be fine in a moment." I closed my eyes and focused on the concrete under my feet. Luke rubbed my back. "Yeah it ain't going away. I'm carrying you." He bent my knees forward and picked me up. If I'm being honest I love it when he carries me. I just find it super adorable. I giggled a bit, which ended in me throwing a coughing fit.
He patted my back. He set me down on my usual seat in the kitchen and grabbed me a water from the fridge. I bent my elbows over the counter to get the pill bottle. My hands were shaky. I twisted the cap. My hands were so shaky I couldn't. I handed it to Luke. He opened it carefully and slid one out for me. "You're supposed to take three a day. Before meals of course. The major side effects include, vomiting, nausea, epileptic seizures, and tiredness. Oops there's one more, hai-." I shook my head violently telling him to stop. "Sorry Love. I know how much you love your hair. Come on Love. Just pop it." I held the semi-large pill and unscrewed the water bottle and took a swig. I shoved the pill in my mouth and swallowed the pill quickly.
      I coughed a bit. I haven't taken pills in a while so it's a little off. He rubbed my back. "Come on let's go to bed Love. I'll carry you again. Cause I know how much you like it." I giggled and he carried me back to our room.
    He opened the door and laid us down on the bed. I cuddled into him. My mind was all foggy ever since I took that pill. My eyes started to drop a bit. "Sleep Love.... I'll be here." He covered me in blankets and I fell asleep.
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