Chapter 7
Back again guys and this instalment should clear up things a bit and in fact it might finally give you guys some good solid answers. As always thanks for the reviews :)
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"Nice little place you got here."
"Thanks" is all I say in response to my brother's compliment, my mind more troubled by the fact that my neighbour's house in still in darkness.
He's probably out with his slut or……..
Katie
What, she is and she should be thankful that that's all I'm referring to her as for the time being.
"So what's for dinner?"
Ah, how could I forget.
My brother, the bottomless pit
"Well there's some left over Chinese takeout and lasagne in the fridge so by all means help yourself."
"Jeez woman is this all you're living on these days." I more or less grumble at the worryingly slim frame of my sister, but all she does is laugh in my face about it.
We'll see who'll be the last one laughing once I get through to her.
"Night Jamie" I reply in a genuinely tired manner, and with that I retire to the comforting yet considerably lonely confines of my bedroom.
(Back at the Hospital)
I've been sitting here for God knows how long and what worries me more than ever is the lack of movement let alone change in his condition.
Been here before haven't I?
"Any change?" a feminine voice suddenly voices the very question I've been asking myself while slightly rocking back and forth like a mental patient.
This is a good enough reason to be crazy
"No" I numbly respond to the approaching woman who as I can now see is as distressed as I am but it still doesn't force me to dismiss my suspicions.
Is this really the time?
Knowing the specific details might help.
Okay rock, paper, scissors…….
"What happened?" I ask after a good amount of thought filled time knowing that this was the right thing to do no matter how much it apparently pained her.
What do I tell him?
It was my fault. If I had only told him earlier on then none of this would have happened.
He needs to know, he has a right, especially now.
"Do you remember the day Claire collapsed?"
Yeah, how could I damn well forget .
"Yeah but Mom what does this……" I try to argue seeing no sense of relevance whatsoever but there's just something within her tone that encourages me to listen.
Give her a chance man.
"And remember when I said it was nothing?"
Okay now I'm pissed.
Calm down
"Yeah." I reply in a cautious tone, my focus still devoted towards my worryingly pale boy.
I don't care what the blood work says…..
HE'S MY BOY NOW!!
"Well it wasn't just anything. The Doctors assured your Father and me that it was nothing to worry about at the time, but….."
"But what Mom?" I urge trying to keep my voice down but the rising anger within me restricts me from behaving in any other manner.
"They later found out that it was lung cancer." The elderly woman shamefully revealed knowing that it could very well be the same condition her grandson had.
Claire?
Lung cancer?
What about……
Okay I'm confused.
"I thought it was drug overdose." I firmly remind her, recollecting exactly what exactly went through my head on that dreaded day.
Shock
Disbelief
The sight of my sister's pale and lifeless body
"It's what we thought too at first but the results from the autopsy spoke differently."
"So why are you telling me this now?" I then ask utterly aggravated at learning this new piece of information when it was clearly too late.
Or is there another reason she's bringing this up now?
"Cause Thomas might be suffering from it too." she finally reveals while focusing on the one person I still hoped she wasn't referring to.
God, no…..
Anyone but him
She has to be wrong.
The symptoms do fit though
Maybe, but still…
"What makes you think that Tom is suffering from the same condition his Mother did?" I challenge though secretly knowing the strong possibility of my Mother's guess.
It's not completely unheard of.
A 50 chance
"You and I both know that Tom is not like other kids Jack."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I hiss immediately earning a mixed glance of shock and hurt from the woman across from me. The combination getting to me, and also forcing me to understand and then begrudgingly accept what she really meant no matter how much I've been trying to deny it all this time.
Something has to be done
I need to fix this
But how…..
Some form of Chemo, I don't know what but I have to try.
"Jack, where are you going?" I'm asked by the emotionally distraught woman as I rise to physically further my thoughts.
"To stop history from repeating itself." Is all I more or less mumble still angered at being lied to but I still regard the fact that she is my Mother.
"I'm sorry for not telling you about this earlier."
"Yeah….. and I'm sorry too." I reply in a monotonous manner while capturing one last glance at Tom's face knowing that this fight was worth everything just to see him up and running again.
I'm not gonna loose him, he means too much to me.
Even if he is just my nephew.
Well there it is and I hope it's cleared up the confusion a bit. So we now know who Thomas' Mother is or was now that she's passed, but there is something else that Margo hasn't told Jack because knowing it might just push him off the edge completely….
Next Chapter: Jack strives to find the most effective cure and Kate learns something about her Brother. Plus a lil jate seeing as this instalment lacked a bit in that area.
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If you guys are confused about anything please let me know and I will do my best to clear it up :)
