Okie dokie! Here's Chapter 4 of, "How Can I Live Without Her?"! I hope you all enjoy this chapter. Sorry for taking so long to update. Just needed more reviews. XD And I wanna give a BIG thank you to Detective Pichu and DebbieKun3! You guys are awesome! I'm glad you like the story so far. :D For this chapter, I'd like to try and get 3 more reviews. No flaming. Constructive criticism is welcome. Now, on to the story! WOO HOO! XD
Thoughts
"Talking"
~~~~~~~~~~Gohan's P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~The Next Morning~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up in a sitting position on the couch. Dad was still sound asleep in my lap. I decided to go make some breakfast. After carefully shifting my position, I got up and walked to the kitchen.
Before I could start cooking, someone knocked on the door.
I opened the door to see the whole gang. I was kind of surprised. Everyone was there. Piccolo, Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, Chiaotzu, Bulma, and even Vegeta.
"Hey Gohan. How is he?" Krillin asked.
"He's ok for now. He's sleeping. So, try and be quiet. I don't want to wake him up until breakfast is ready." I explained.
They all nodded and quietly walked into the house.
"Have a seat guys. I'm making breakfast, if you're hungry." I said.
The whole group with the exception of Piccolo, nodded 'Yes'.
20 minutes later, breakfast was ready to eat. I went back to the living room to wake dad up.
"Hey dad." I said. He didn't move.
"Dad." I said a little louder. He still wasn't moving.
"Dad!" I raised my voice, shaking him by his shoulders.
"Bulma! I think something's wrong!" I shouted, becoming scared.
Everyone ran into the room to see what all the commotion was about.
"What's up Gohan?" Bulma said calmly.
"He isn't waking up, Bulma." I said, as tears started to form in my eyes.
"Let me check him out." Bulma said. I could tell she was worried too.
Bulma started examining dad. I was getting scared. It was only a few minutes until Bulma came running into the kitchen. She looked scared.
"Bulma, what's wrong? Is he ok?" I asked, becoming even more scared than before.
"Call 911, Gohan. He has to be taken to the hospital." Bulma said, crying.
"Bulma, what's wrong with him?" I shouted. I didn't mean to raise my voice at her, but I was scared.
"He's in a coma…" She said, crying even harder now.
I stood there, completely shocked by what Bulma just said. When I snapped back to reality, Bulma was already on the phone, calling 911.
"Hello?... Yes. Please we need an ambulance as soon as possible…. Ok. Thank you." She hung up the phone. "They should be here in a few minutes."
"Ok…" I said.
The ambulance showed up a few minutes later, just like Bulma said. The paramedics came in, asking what the situation was. Bulma stepped in and told them that my dad is in a coma and that he needs immediate medical attention. After that, they took dad and headed for the hospital.
"Come on you guys! Goku needs us to be there for him! They're taking him to the hospital in West City!" Bulma shouted, getting our attention.
And with that, we all started flying to West City.
~~~~~~~~~~Yamcha's P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~
At West City Hospital~~~~~~~~~~
We got to West City Hospital a few hours ago. The doctors are working around the clock on Goku. They're running a bunch of tests to see what's wrong with him. They won't answer any of our questions. It must be something really bad. I'm standing at the window that shows into Goku's room. He's hooked up to a bunch of machines. I'm thinking to myself, This was our fault. We weren't there for him when he needed us the most. Maybe we would've noticed that something was wrong if we were there. This IS our fault. And no one else's. He's my best friend… How could I let this happen to him…? Goku has always been there for me and everyone else if we needed him… But how did we repay him…? We pushed him away when he was in pain… We stopped visiting him after Chi-Chi died… And now he's in the hospital… If he dies, I won't be able to live with myself… We should've been there…
I was pulled out of my thoughts when one of Goku's doctors came into the waiting room. We all stood up, waiting for him to talk. Gohan stepped up.
"Please… Tell me, what's wrong with my dad…?" Gohan asked. He was crying again.
"Well, we ran a series of tests. The bad news is that he has a very large brain tumor, which is what caused him to go into a coma. To be honest, I'm surprised he's alive right now. But, the good news is that we can take out the tumor. The surgery is going to be scheduled for later this afternoon. I would like to go over the risks of a surgery like this."
Everyone nodded 'Yes'.
"Ok. Well, the risks are unfortunately very serious. It's possible that he could die, while he's in surgery. The risks that may follow after the surgery are permanent or temporary loss of memory. In other words, it's possible that he might not even remember who you all are. And lastly, it's possible that he might never regain consciousness after the surgery." The doctor explained.
None of us could speak. The risks seemed more frightening than the surgery. But if he didn't get the surgery, Goku would die.
I looked at Gohan. He looked scared. I don't blame him. He looked into Goku's room. I did the same. Goku… He looked so pale and sick… Just then, Gohan said, "Do the surgery as soon as possible."
"Very well. You can go in and see him now." The doctor said as he turned to walk away.
~~~~~~~~~~Krillin's P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~
This whole day has been pretty hard. All of us feel guilty about this. Even Piccolo and Vegeta feel guilty. If Goku dies again, this time it'll be for good…
We walk into Goku's room and I let the tears fall. Goku didn't even look this sick when he had the heart virus. We all grabbed a chair, and sat around Goku's bed. Everyone eventually fell asleep around Goku's bed.
~~~~~~~~~~Gohan's P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~
We woke up to the door opening. It was the doctor that was going to be operating on dad's brain.
"Good afternoon. It's time for us to take him to surgery." He said.
I looked at my father. Having second thoughts about the surgery. What if he dies during the operation? What if he doesn't remember me? Or any of his friends? …What if he never wakes up? But if he doesn't get the surgery, he'll die anyway… I couldn't live with myself if I let that happen… Bulma's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Earth to Gohan." She said.
"Oh. Sorry." I said.
"We're going to take him now, ok?" The doctor said.
"… Ok…" I said hesitantly.
They started rolling my dad's bed to the operating room. Before the doctor left the room, I called out to him.
"Wait doctor." I said. Everyone was staring at me.
"Yes?" He said in reply.
"Do NOT kill my dad…" Was all I said to him.
"The only thing I can say to you is that there are never any guarantees in an extremely dangerous surgery like this one. I can't promise anything. But I can tell that I will do my best." He explained. He left the room before I could say anything else.
"Don't worry so much Gohan. I'm sure he'll be fine. Just try and relax." Bulma said, trying to reassure me.
"That's easier said than done Bulma…" I reply.
Hang in there dad…
~~~~~~~~~~Everyone Else's P.O.V~~~~~~~~~~
Hang in there Goku…
Well that was chapter 4! Tell me what you think! More chapters are coming. So please continue to read if you like it. :D Don't forget to Review please. Like I said before I need at least 3 reviews for this chapter to continue the story. Please and thankies! Kami Bless! :D
