Shattered Dreams: Treatment by Child Of the Faeries
Part 2: Matt's in the hospital...............
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or any of it's characters.
"Oh my gosh! Leukemia!" Sora exclaimed. Looks of horror and dismay filled the faces of the rest of the Digi-Destined. All seven of them were at the familiar playground that they all used to meet at years before.
"No way!" Izzy exclaimed, genuinely upset. "Can we visit him?"
T.K. shook his head. "Only family is being admitted right now. Matt's got to begin chemotherapy in a few days, and he's going to be very sick." T.K. looked worried, and Kari gave him a small hug.
"It's okay, T.K. The doctors will get rid of cancer in no time," she said, attempting to be cheerful. But everyone there knew that there wasn't a sure-fire cure.
"You'll have to tell us if anything important happens," Tai instructed T.K. "You have to keep us up to date." T.K. nodded bravely, then leaned back against the bench.
"Matt can't die," he almost whispered. Mimi looked as though she was about to cry.
The seven Digi-Destined sat in silence, hoping for the best.
A few days later, Matt had all of them come to his room. He looked tired, and scared, but he tried to act tough.
"I'm fine. Tomorrow I start chemo and it's going to wipe these cancerous cells right out of me."
Tai grinned. "Them you'll be back to your old annoying self again." Sora and Izzy started to smile, but Matt began to talk again.
"But I don't want you guys to come around here for awhile. It isn't going to be pretty." They all read between the lines though. Matt didn't want them to see him at his worst.
"But Matt...........We're your friends......."
"Exactly. And I don't want you looking at me like I'm a freak or something. This is just a hurdle I need to cross. None of you can help me."
"Listen, guys. If that's what Matt wants, the least we can do it honor it," Tai cut in. Everyone looked at him.
"It's not like you're getting rid of me or anything. I'm going to be in here for 2..... 3 months tops. Then I'm out of here, and everything's back to normal."
"Actually," Joe began, pushing his glasses up his nose," Chemo takes......" Tai, Sora, Izzy and Kari all threw him a warning glance, and Joe shut up.
Matt looked weary, so they decided they'd better leave. "Good-bye. See you all soon."
Matt's eyes lingered on Mimi for a moment as they all prepared to leave. She rested her small hand on his, and bent low to whisper in his ear. "I'm so sorry."
"Boy, you sure got a lot of cards," T.K. commented, staring at the mound of letters, flowers and various other items. The cards from Mimi were closest to Matt.
"Yeah. They must all really miss me," Matt said with a sigh. Summer had ended, and school started again. All of his friends were back in school or college, including T.K.
"How's everything going with you, T.K.? We don't get to talk much anymore." Matt tried to smile, but he was just too tired.
"Everything's really good, Matt. You'll be happy once you get out of here. Mom and I moved back in with Dad. It's easier to visit you that way."
"You mean Mom and Dad are getting along?" Matt asked, raising his eyebrows. T.K. smiled.
"Yep. We might even be moving in permanently."
"That's great, little bro. I'm glad everything is working out for us." Matt sighed, and ran his hand through his hair weakly. "I'll be so glad when I get out of here." Suddenly a chunk of hair fell out and landed on Matt's lap.
T.K. was horrified. "Matt, your hair's falling out."
Matt breathed deeply. "The doctor said this might happen. I guess all of it's going to fall out now."
"Poor Matt......"T.K. said, his voice trailing off.
"Matt's not doing too well," T.K. confided in the others one night. "The chemicals make him really sick and he pukes up all the food he manages to eat."
"Is he getting any better?" Sora asked, hoping to hear some good news.
T.K. shook his head. "He's been really down on himself recently. Like he's given up or something. I try to cheer him up........but it's not good enough."
"I wish we could visit him!" Tai said, punching a tree hard. "It feels weird without him around at college. And our dorm is empty without his music and stuff."
"I miss him." These were the first words out of Mimi's mouth in a long time. "Everything seems so empty without him here."
There was a knock on Matt's door. He rubbed his bald hair ruefully as the door opened, and a nurse walked in. "There's a Mimi to see you," she said sternly. "Can she come in?"
Oh my gosh, what is she doing here? She can't see me like this! I'm skinny and pale and bald and ugly. No, oh no, NO! I don't want her to see me! What if she's repulsed by me and gets grossed out because of my appearance? I couldn't take that kind of rejection!
If she's really your friend, your appearance shouldn't matter a voice of reason said inside of himself. He screwed up his courage and nodded yes. The nurse opened the door wider, and Mimi walked in.
She looked like an angel. Hesitant, she approached his bed.......bashfully. "Hi Matt," she said, her voice wavering.
"Mimi......" he voice trailed away. "I know I'm not much to look at....."
Tears filled her eyes. Their eyes met, and they held their gaze. "Matt....... it doesn't matter what you look like." Her tears fell down her face and landed on Matt's arm. He tried to brush them away, but couldn't quite reach her face.
"I've missed you," he said softly, daring not to raise his voice. Mimi only cried hardly.
"I've missed you so much. Oh, so much." She sat down and tried to stop crying. Matt wiped them away, which only made her cry more.
Clutching his hand, she wept." I came here to comfort you, and here I am crying my eyes out," she whispered softly.
"It's okay....." Matt said, amazed that Mimi wasn't repulsed in any way by his appearance. What did I do to deserve these kind of friends?
Mimi sat by his side for a very long time. Matt watched her, feeling emotion rise in his eyes, until he became too tired to even keep his eyes open. Soon his light, even breath filled the99 room.
Mimi let go of his hand and rose to look at him. "Oh Matt......." She looked down at his face with tenderness and sorrow. Then gently she bent down and kissed him on the lips.
She turned to leave when Matt opened his eyes for a brief moment. "I love you, Mimi....." he whispered before slipping back into sleep.
"I love you too," she whispered back, a tear escaping from her eye.
The weeks wore on, and Matt's chemo was reaching it's end. The others were allowed to visit him, because he was no longer afraid of their rejection.
"I hate being sick," Matt said one day after a particularly grueling sessions. He had already puked twice, but his friends didn't care. Mimi was holding his hand, rarely ever leaving his side. T.K. sat in one of the chairs, watching TV with Izzy.
"Pretty soon you'll be better," Mimi said as Matt started to puke again. The nurses came in and started to clean the place. One of them gave him something to take to ease his stomach.
"I hope I get better soon."
Finally Matt's chemo ended, and the doctor got his results. Everyone was in his room, including his parents, went the doctor arrived. The doctor gave them all a strained look.
"Well," he began with a haggard look," I have the results." Everyone waited in suspense.
"The chemotherapy has failed."
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Well, what do you think?? Should Matt die?? Or should they find a cure for Matt?? Please review!!!!!
Part 2: Matt's in the hospital...............
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or any of it's characters.
"Oh my gosh! Leukemia!" Sora exclaimed. Looks of horror and dismay filled the faces of the rest of the Digi-Destined. All seven of them were at the familiar playground that they all used to meet at years before.
"No way!" Izzy exclaimed, genuinely upset. "Can we visit him?"
T.K. shook his head. "Only family is being admitted right now. Matt's got to begin chemotherapy in a few days, and he's going to be very sick." T.K. looked worried, and Kari gave him a small hug.
"It's okay, T.K. The doctors will get rid of cancer in no time," she said, attempting to be cheerful. But everyone there knew that there wasn't a sure-fire cure.
"You'll have to tell us if anything important happens," Tai instructed T.K. "You have to keep us up to date." T.K. nodded bravely, then leaned back against the bench.
"Matt can't die," he almost whispered. Mimi looked as though she was about to cry.
The seven Digi-Destined sat in silence, hoping for the best.
A few days later, Matt had all of them come to his room. He looked tired, and scared, but he tried to act tough.
"I'm fine. Tomorrow I start chemo and it's going to wipe these cancerous cells right out of me."
Tai grinned. "Them you'll be back to your old annoying self again." Sora and Izzy started to smile, but Matt began to talk again.
"But I don't want you guys to come around here for awhile. It isn't going to be pretty." They all read between the lines though. Matt didn't want them to see him at his worst.
"But Matt...........We're your friends......."
"Exactly. And I don't want you looking at me like I'm a freak or something. This is just a hurdle I need to cross. None of you can help me."
"Listen, guys. If that's what Matt wants, the least we can do it honor it," Tai cut in. Everyone looked at him.
"It's not like you're getting rid of me or anything. I'm going to be in here for 2..... 3 months tops. Then I'm out of here, and everything's back to normal."
"Actually," Joe began, pushing his glasses up his nose," Chemo takes......" Tai, Sora, Izzy and Kari all threw him a warning glance, and Joe shut up.
Matt looked weary, so they decided they'd better leave. "Good-bye. See you all soon."
Matt's eyes lingered on Mimi for a moment as they all prepared to leave. She rested her small hand on his, and bent low to whisper in his ear. "I'm so sorry."
"Boy, you sure got a lot of cards," T.K. commented, staring at the mound of letters, flowers and various other items. The cards from Mimi were closest to Matt.
"Yeah. They must all really miss me," Matt said with a sigh. Summer had ended, and school started again. All of his friends were back in school or college, including T.K.
"How's everything going with you, T.K.? We don't get to talk much anymore." Matt tried to smile, but he was just too tired.
"Everything's really good, Matt. You'll be happy once you get out of here. Mom and I moved back in with Dad. It's easier to visit you that way."
"You mean Mom and Dad are getting along?" Matt asked, raising his eyebrows. T.K. smiled.
"Yep. We might even be moving in permanently."
"That's great, little bro. I'm glad everything is working out for us." Matt sighed, and ran his hand through his hair weakly. "I'll be so glad when I get out of here." Suddenly a chunk of hair fell out and landed on Matt's lap.
T.K. was horrified. "Matt, your hair's falling out."
Matt breathed deeply. "The doctor said this might happen. I guess all of it's going to fall out now."
"Poor Matt......"T.K. said, his voice trailing off.
"Matt's not doing too well," T.K. confided in the others one night. "The chemicals make him really sick and he pukes up all the food he manages to eat."
"Is he getting any better?" Sora asked, hoping to hear some good news.
T.K. shook his head. "He's been really down on himself recently. Like he's given up or something. I try to cheer him up........but it's not good enough."
"I wish we could visit him!" Tai said, punching a tree hard. "It feels weird without him around at college. And our dorm is empty without his music and stuff."
"I miss him." These were the first words out of Mimi's mouth in a long time. "Everything seems so empty without him here."
There was a knock on Matt's door. He rubbed his bald hair ruefully as the door opened, and a nurse walked in. "There's a Mimi to see you," she said sternly. "Can she come in?"
Oh my gosh, what is she doing here? She can't see me like this! I'm skinny and pale and bald and ugly. No, oh no, NO! I don't want her to see me! What if she's repulsed by me and gets grossed out because of my appearance? I couldn't take that kind of rejection!
If she's really your friend, your appearance shouldn't matter a voice of reason said inside of himself. He screwed up his courage and nodded yes. The nurse opened the door wider, and Mimi walked in.
She looked like an angel. Hesitant, she approached his bed.......bashfully. "Hi Matt," she said, her voice wavering.
"Mimi......" he voice trailed away. "I know I'm not much to look at....."
Tears filled her eyes. Their eyes met, and they held their gaze. "Matt....... it doesn't matter what you look like." Her tears fell down her face and landed on Matt's arm. He tried to brush them away, but couldn't quite reach her face.
"I've missed you," he said softly, daring not to raise his voice. Mimi only cried hardly.
"I've missed you so much. Oh, so much." She sat down and tried to stop crying. Matt wiped them away, which only made her cry more.
Clutching his hand, she wept." I came here to comfort you, and here I am crying my eyes out," she whispered softly.
"It's okay....." Matt said, amazed that Mimi wasn't repulsed in any way by his appearance. What did I do to deserve these kind of friends?
Mimi sat by his side for a very long time. Matt watched her, feeling emotion rise in his eyes, until he became too tired to even keep his eyes open. Soon his light, even breath filled the99 room.
Mimi let go of his hand and rose to look at him. "Oh Matt......." She looked down at his face with tenderness and sorrow. Then gently she bent down and kissed him on the lips.
She turned to leave when Matt opened his eyes for a brief moment. "I love you, Mimi....." he whispered before slipping back into sleep.
"I love you too," she whispered back, a tear escaping from her eye.
The weeks wore on, and Matt's chemo was reaching it's end. The others were allowed to visit him, because he was no longer afraid of their rejection.
"I hate being sick," Matt said one day after a particularly grueling sessions. He had already puked twice, but his friends didn't care. Mimi was holding his hand, rarely ever leaving his side. T.K. sat in one of the chairs, watching TV with Izzy.
"Pretty soon you'll be better," Mimi said as Matt started to puke again. The nurses came in and started to clean the place. One of them gave him something to take to ease his stomach.
"I hope I get better soon."
Finally Matt's chemo ended, and the doctor got his results. Everyone was in his room, including his parents, went the doctor arrived. The doctor gave them all a strained look.
"Well," he began with a haggard look," I have the results." Everyone waited in suspense.
"The chemotherapy has failed."
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Well, what do you think?? Should Matt die?? Or should they find a cure for Matt?? Please review!!!!!