The name is Ricky

Chapter 6

Ricky's pov.
I wake up again in an unfamilliar room and look around. I see Si sitting next to me. "Si." I try to say and some sound comes from my troath. "Ricky! Don't try to speak. They tried to fix your vocal chords but you need to let them rest a bit more. But there is a chance that you won't ever sing again." Si says and I start to cry. This can't be happening. The band is everything to me. Singing is my life. I can't go without. "Shh. It'll be alright." I hear Simon say but I just can't stop crying. I keep sobbing and sobbing until there are no tears left and I calm down a little. "Here, drink some water." Si says and he gives me a cup of water. I take a sip and notice that swallowing hurts. I give the cup back and lean back. The door opens and a nurse comes in. "Ah Ricky. You're awake!" She says happily. "We will give you some more meds and you need to let your troath rest for a while." she says to me and I nod. My ribs hurt really much and I feel really weak. "Just go to sleep Rick. I won't go anywhere." Simon says and I trust him. I close my eyes and the meds help me fall asleep.

When I open my eyes again Simon isn't there and I start to panic. He told me he would be here! I try to get away but I'm too weak. I can't get the tapes that hold the wires to my body off. I try and try to get them off but I doesn't work and I give up. Just in that moment the door opens and Simon comes in. He sees me and a guilty look appears on his face. "Oow Rick. I'm sorry. I just went to get something to eat. It's almost lunchtime." He says but I'm still panicking. He walks to me and holds my shoulder. "Ricky, it's alright." I try to calm down and slowly I'm managing to do so. I try to speak but almost no sound comes from my troath. "You told me you would stay." I say and luckily he can hear what I'm saying. "Shh Ricky, it's alright." he says and I start crying. It won't be alright and we both know that. "The boys said they would come and they want you back in the band if your voice gets better." Si says and I'm kind of happy about that. But we won't be a band anymore. My voice won't get better soon and they will have enough of me. They didn't like me before so what would change their minds. I hear a knock on the door and Peanut, Whitey and Vijay come in. "Hi Ricky." Peanut says and I just smile and wave at him. They sit down on some chairs "Simon told is what happened. I'm so sorry for you." Peanut says and I smile at him. I know he couldn't hate me forever. It was just the fact that his sister had died from an overdose that he hated me for doing drugs. And that lead to the fact that whitey and Vijay started to hate me too. Simon was the only that stuck with me and he helped me when I was in a deep hole of depression. "Is your voice getting better?" Whitey asks me but I look at Simon and wait for him to answer. "Not really. The doctors are afraid that he won't ever sing again, and by the looks of it now even talking will be hard." Si says and I feel tears come up again. "Oow Ricky." Peanut says and he places his hand on my shoulder and squeezes it a bit. And that hurts. I let out a little squeel and Peanut pulls his hand back. "What happened?" He asks. "Don't you know?" Simom asks him suprised. "Eehm no?" Whitey says. "Ricky was abducted from the rehab clinic 2 weeks ago and yesterday to police found him. He was barely alive. And he might look a bit better know, but he is almost too weak to lift his arm. The abducters wanted to leave him to die and cut his vocal cords, but we found him in time and now we're here." Si says and I smile at him, as a thank you. He carefully places his hand on my arm. "They also broke his leg and something in his face, and his kidney is failing. Just before you say anything I would just be glad he is still alive." Si ends his story and I see that the guys are in shock. "Don't worry about me. Just focus on the band and find someone else to sing." I say, and I suddenly feel like I'm dying. I'm in so much pain and I wince. "Ricky, talk to me. What's wrong?" Si asks worried. "Pain." Is all I can say. "I'll get a nurse." he says and runs out. Everything is blurry because of the tears but I can't do anything. I hear people come in again after what seems like hours and I feel a needle in my arm. The pain slowly goes away and I search for Simon. "Si." I say, exhausted. "Shh, it's alright Ricky. Just sleep for a bit, you'll feel better afterwards." I hear him say, as I still can't see him. I close my eyes and in a few seconds I'm out.

Simon's pov.
Ricky suddenly winced in pain. The meds must have worn off. "What's wrong?" I ask him and all he could say was that he had pain, which was clear to all of us. I went to get a nurse to give him more meds and she brought a bag with her. It was one of those transparant bags with painkillers in it. She walked into the room and carefully put the needle in Ricky's arm. It took a few seconds before he started to relax a bit more. "Si." he suddenly says, sounding very exhausted and it looks like he is is looking for me. I tell him to sleep and he does so. He never used to fall asleep this quickly but the meds must be helping him now. I look up at the other guys. "You should go and come back tomorrow, he won't wake up anytime soon." I say and they nod. "Goodnight Simon." they say and after saying goodnight to them too the door closes again and I'm alone with Ricky. I care about him like he is my little brother. Losing him would be devastating. He might seem better but his kidney could fail any moment and it would be critical. I can hear you thinking "You can live with one, right?". You are right, but Ricky always had only one. He was born with one failing kidney so they had to operate on him and remove it. He lived his life normally and nothing was wrong, until now. While looking at him I fall asleep, dreaming horrible things.

Ricky's pov.

I wake up, the sun shining bright in my eyes. I turn my head away and see Simon sitting there, asleep. I let him, he probably needed it. I look outside and slowly a pain forms in my side. I ignore it until I realise that it's my kidney. I turn back and shake Simon. He doesn't wake and the pain is getting worse. I shake him again and try to turn more but the movements only causes more pain. I let out a little scream and this seems to wake Simon. 1 look at me and he knows what's wrong and he runs out. I black out before he is back.

Simon's pov.

I get a nurse and she explains to me that they need to find a donor kidney for him soon, or he might die. I totally believed her. Ricky looked all yellow when he woke, one of the signs of failing kidneys. I sit down on a chair while they hook Ricky up to another machine to keep his blood clean. I'm so worried about him, and somewhere I know I might end up as donor, as I said you can live with one, because he has no living relatives. The same nurse as before comes to me and sits down next to me. "We couldn't find any living relatives of Ricky, so we need to wait for a matching donor." she tells me. "Can't I do it?" I ask her. "We have the same blood type." I say and she nods. "We will have to take some blood to be sure but it could be possible." she tells me and I feel a bit more optimistic about it all. "Come with me." she says and I follow her. We walk into a room and she prepares a needle to draw some blood. I look away, as most people I'm not really a fan of needles. When she is done I walk back to Ricky's room and she brings the blood to the lab. I should call the guys to tell them this, or not? I look at Ricky and he looks like a ghost lying there in the bed. I should call the guys.

After I called the guys to let them know that Ricky was getting worse they all said that they would be coming. I sit next to Ricky and wait for them when the nurse comes back with the test results. "Good news. You are a matching donor and your blood levels are all okay so it's up to you to decide if you want to give a kidney to Ricky." She says and I smile. "I'll do it." I say and she hands me some papers to fill in. "I'll be back later." she says and I give the papers back to her. A few minutes after that the guys walk in. "How is he?" Peanut asks me. "Bad." I just say. "Have they found a donor yet?" Whitey asks. "Eehm yeah. Me."