A/N: I am just on a roll with these new stories. Anyways, I just wanted to let you all know that I am putting My Green Eyed Savior on hold for a while that is if I continue it at all. Out of all my stories I am having the hardest time writing that one which is why I had such a short update. Anyways, this story is going to be REALLY sad so for those who don't like those stories this really isn't the story for you. I also just wanted to say that if I have anything wrong please correct me because I really don't know much about this. Anyways, on with the story.
A Little Unwell
Chapter One: Symptoms
Kendall didn't really understand what was going on around him, but that has been happening a lot recently. He was in his apartment but nothing made sense around him. He couldn't understand what they were saying on the television and what he could understand confused him to no end. Deciding to give up on the pointless battle of fighting his brain, Kendall turned off the TV and headed to what he thought was his room. Walking down the hallway and turning right, Kendall opened up the door and turned on the lights only to be greeted by a loud fan and bright lights.
"What?" Kendall asked himself before taking a minute and realizing that he wasn't in his bedroom, he was in the bathroom. Sighing, Kendall turned around and headed to the door across the hallway which he knew now was his bedroom door. Kendall didn't know what was going on with him recently but he knew one thing for certain and that was people were worried about him. Kendall was tired all the time, even if he got a ton of sleep the feeling like he never slept never went away. He wished that he knew what was wrong with him, but it was nothing serious. It was just a little confusion and exhaustion. Kendall was sure that it would pass soon, or at least he hoped. Kendall knew that his boss was getting mad at him for doing a poor job or for never paying attention. What he didn't know was that Kendall was paying attention but he never really understood what came out of his mouth anymore.
People keep saying that Kendall should go to the hospital but Kendall refuses. They murdered his father at a hospital. They mixed up his medicine with a different patient's medicine and it ended up killing both of them in a slow process over a matter of weeks. Once they realized that they mixed up the medicines it was too late to do anything because their bodies had already started to shut down. Ever since the day his father died Kendall had never entered a hospital. He could have a broken bone or needed stitches, it didn't matter. Kendall refused to be another victim to them.
Kendall thought about the day his father died as he laid down in his bed. He was going to think more about it but as soon as his head hit the pillow he fell into a deep sleep.
-A Little Unwell-
Kendall woke up to a sharp pain in his arm. He looked down to see what was causing all the pain and saw his arm had blood all over it. Kendall didn't feel anything sharp in his sleep that would cause him to have a big cut on his forearm and blood everywhere. Kendall quickly rose out of his bed and ran to his bathroom to clean up his arm. When the blood was all cleaned off of his arm Kendall saw that it was a large scratch mark that caused all that blood. Kendall then thought about his nap earlier. He then remembered that his arm really itched that it bugged him to the point of being slightly awake. Kendall hadn't scratched that hard though.
Kendall put a couple Band-Aids on his cut and went to sit down in the living room when he heard the buzzer go off, signaling that somebody was here. Sighing, Kendall went over to his door, opened it up and went downstairs to see who was at the door. He was a little relieved when he opened up the door and saw his mother and little sister standing there.
"Hey mom. I didn't know you were stopping by today." Kendall said sweetly, opening the door wider for Jennifer Knight and Katie Knight to enter into the hallway of his building.
"I tried calling you, but you never answered."
"Sorry I was sleeping. I woke up like ten minutes ago." Kendall noticed that Katie was staring at the Band-Aids on his arm.
"What happened to your arm?" Kendall knew that she was going to mention it as soon as she saw it.
"Oh, I scratched my arm earlier and I scratched too hard and got a big cut now." Kendall told his younger sister Katie. Katie was about five foot tall, had long brown hair and brown eyes to match. She really looked nothing like Kendall who had short blond hair and emerald green eyes. Kendall was also extremely tall but Katie would grow, she was only in the sixth grade.
"You must have scratched yourself really hard." Jennifer said looking at her son's arm. Jennifer was tall, like Kendall, but otherwise looked like Katie. "Well, why don't we go up to your apartment?" Kendall nodded then got really confused about where his apartment was. He stood there for a minute trying to think but everything around him was confusing him. Jennifer noticed this right away. "Ken, honey, is everything alright?"
Kendall was able to make out her words and nodded his head. He then started to make his way downstairs, thinking that it was the right way to go, when he heard his mother's voice.
"Kendall, you're going the wrong way." Jennifer said taking her son's arm. She knew that something was wrong with him so she decided to lead the way to his apartment. Once they were there Katie opened up the door and let her mother lead Kendall in and set him down on the couch. That was when Kendall was really brought back to reality.
"How did we get back here?" He asked simply, then thinking about what he just said and realized that he should have kept his mouth shut. He knew that his mother was really worried about him, but he didn't want her to worry. No matter how much they worried he wouldn't go to the hospital.
"I led you back up here." Jennifer looked at Kendall, confused about what had just happened.
"Oh, yeah. Thanks mom." Kendall was hoping that she would just forget about it, but knowing her, she wouldn't. She still hasn't dropped the fact over the past few months Kendall has lost a huge part of his appetite and always seemed to be nauseous. She also wouldn't drop how Kendall was tired all the time. It was mainly fatigue until about a week ago, that was when it got worse.
"Kendall, what's going on with you?"
"Mom, I'm fine," Katie cut him off.
"If you were fine she wouldn't be asking what was wrong." Katie was right, like she normally was. For an eleven year old, she was extremely smart.
"I've just feeling a little out of it for the past week. I get a little confused and disoriented every once in a while, it's really no big deal." Jennifer scoffed at this. She knew that her son was trying to get out of going to the hospital. Yes he was an adult but he obviously wasn't taking care of himself. That was why Jennifer made sure to stop by every other day. Sometimes she did it every day for a few days, which Kendall hated.
"I just worry about you."
"I promise, it's nothing." Kendall knew that his mother still wouldn't drop it.
"I want you to prove to me that it's nothing."
"What? How am I supposed to do that?"
"I want you to go to the doctors. It's not the hospital, just the doctor's office. I want to make sure that you are as fine as you say you are." Jennifer said sternly which showed Kendall that she wasn't going to back down from this and whether or not he like it, it was going to happen.
"Fine, I'll go to the stupid doctor's office."
"Thank you. Now, let's make you something to eat."
"I'm not hungry mom and I can cook for myself."
"You never eat anymore." Jennifer said before looking Kendall over. "Or have you? You seem to be gaining some weight, not that it's a bad thing." Kendall was shocked by this. He hardly ate anything anymore, so how on earth was he gaining weight. It was probably healthier that he was gaining weight so he just went with it. He also went with it to get his mother off of his back.
"I told you I could cook for myself." Kendall hated to lie, even about things he wanted to keep secret; he just stated a fact that was true instead of directly answering somebody's question.
"Well I'm happy that you're eating. I guess Katie and I will get going. I'll schedule you an appointment with your old doctor."
"Bye mom" Kendall hated the fact that she was making him go. Kendall hated doctors and nurses and everything to do with the medical career. They were all a bunch of idiots who never actually cared about the patients; they just wanted money in their wallets. That was why they didn't care enough to realized they gave Kendall's father the wrong medicine.
"Bye Kendall." Kendall closed the door behind his mother and locked it. He knew that there was nothing wrong with him, but if there was it was nothing serious but this feeling in his gut told him otherwise. Kendall just hoped that his gut was wrong for once and his lifetime.
A/N: I know that it isn't much yet. You won't learn what Kendall has until the third chapter (maybe). Anyways, if you like and want me to continue this story, review so I know what you guys think. Even if you don't like it, let me know! Until next timeā¦
