This is probably my least favourite chapter sorry its not great (same with the last one) but it will get better I promise :) xxxx
Casey had just began the dose of chemotherapy when Brax's phone rang. "Yup" he answered.
"Brax its Heath"
"I know you big idiot Ive got caller ID" He laughed, "Now what is it? You okay?"
"Yeah but… um… mums just turned up" Brax sat bolt upright.
"What? I've been trying to contact her for weeks!" He said annoyed. "Look you make sure she stays there, dont say anything, I'm coming home now!" He hung up and turned to Casey.
"Mums back?" he asked flatly, Brax nodded.
"Yeah mate" He said rubbing a hand over his face, "I need to go back quick and see if she's okay, will you be okay on your own, just for half an hour max?" He asked instantly feeling bad. Casey shrugged, "Yeah sure" he mumbled.
"Alright, great you are so brave Casey" He said sitting on the edge of the bed, "Now if you feel scared or sick or you need anything you press this button here and the nurse will come and help you. You got it?" Casey nodded quietly, "Okay you will be fine" Brax mumbles, reassuring himself as well as Casey, he kissed his brothers forehead before giving his shoulder a squeeze.
Back at home Cheryl had already cracked open one of Brax's beers. "Where are your brothers" She drawled out slowly. "Already told ya mum, Brax is on his way back-" He said just as Brax rushed through the door. "This better be good mum" Brax said sternly.
"Hello to you too Darryl, you gunna give ya old mam a hug?" She said standing up, Brax frowned hugging her briefly, "Also, I could say the same to you, 'this better be good'," she mimicked with a small smirk. Brax ignored her, "Where the hell have you been?" He said, louder then he had intended to. "Just away… with a friend" Cheryl shrugged, "I needed a holiday after finally getting rid of you boys for a while". Brax took a step forward about to loose his temper.
"Do you have any idea what has been going on here" He said bitterly.
"Nup, you boys havent told me anything"
"we bloody tried!" Brax snapped. "Your youngest son, the one you described as crazy and bouncing off the walls not so long ago is currently in hospital, having chemotherapy!"
"Well then why the hell did you not tell me sooner"
"Well mum, its now summin' you tell someone over the phone".
"Fine take me to see him" Cheryl shrugged walking out towards the car so the boys could not argue. "Here we go" Heath rolled his eyes, "great way to make this situation even less controllable" He mumbled walking out to the car followed by Brax.
"My poor baby boy!" Cherly screamed as she got to Caseys room, waking him up. "How are you, I knew I shouldn't have left you with ya brothers they obviously cant look after you!" she said stroking his hair, "What the hell!" she screamed dropping the clump of hair that had come out in her hand. Casey looked down at the bed sheets.
"Mum back off him, will ya" Heath grunted.
"Yeah and dont you dare blame us for this! It was out of our control" Brax snarled.
The doctor came in before the situation escalated. He cleared his throat, "You must be Mrs. Braxton" he smiled putting his hand out to shake hers.
"Yeah who's asking?" she snapped.
"I'm the specialist who is dealing with your sons treatment" He explained, "I've been wanting to have a talk with you, Daryl said you were away though-"
"Yeah well I'm back now, what is it?"
"If you could step outside with me, its to do with the finances todo with Casey's treatment because he doesn't have health insurance or anything"
"You mean this is bloody costing me money! We aint got any. Daryl why did you not sort this out?!" She glared angrily at her oldest. "Cause I didn't think it would matter, plus they said we could pay it in instalments. I wasn't just going to let him suffer!" Brax sighed.
"If you could come this way Mrs. Braxton" The doctor led her to his office leaving the boys alone in Caseys room.
"This should be fun," mumbled Heath, Brax nodded in agreement.
"Were you okay here on your own Case?" Brax asked bringing his baby brother in for a hug, Casey nodded he was about to speak when Cheryl barged back in. "This is costing us well over $80,000!" she grumbled, sitting heavily on the chair nearest Casey's bed. "What are we going to do?" Brax asked out loud mainly to himself.
"I'm sorry" Casey whispered softly.