The next day, I didn't wake up until around 4PM.
"I feel funny…" I told the doctor as he walked into the room to check in on me.
"It's temporary." He said. "The surgery-"
I jolted up before he could finish.
"IT'S TODAY! WHERE'S DIB? IS HE HERE YET?"
"Um, Candy…" the doctor said. "The surgery is over. Calm down. You really need to recover because you aren't doing too well."
I looked at my stomach and found a large scar.
"I-is Dib okay?" I asked. The doctor's eyes widened.
"He…uh…-"
"HELLO!" I heard. The door bashed open and Zim ran in and hugged me.
"Hi." I said.
"Hey." Zim said as he let go of me. "I'm sorry about Dib having to go into intensive care and all. I brought chocolates to comfort you if he doesn't make it."
The doctor slapped his own face.
"WHAT?" I screamed and began to hyperventilate.
"C-Calm down, Candy!" Zim said, throwing the box of chocolates to my face. I let out an involuntary scream and the doctor calmly put his hand to my shoulder.
"He'll be alright, Candy. Don't worry. If you fret too much, you could end up worse than him." The doctor said. I looked down and Zim put an arm around me.
"Hey, if anything happens, I'm always here." Zim said.
"Y-YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I NEED TO SEE HIM NOW!" I exclaimed. Zim jumped back a little in fear that I might bite or something.
The doctor put his hand to my head.
"Calm down, please." He said. "You have a horrible fever and yelling isn't going to help. These machines are the only things keeping you alive."
I tried moving my legs but the slightest movement tired them out. I sighed and folded my arms.
"Well, I'm gonna check on Dib in room 11B." The doctor said. He walked out of the room and Zim stayed beside me. I began to whimper softly. These whimpers turned to sobs and these sobs turned to tears. Zim grabbed my hand and held it. I looked at him and he squeezed it a little.
Zim smoothed my hair back and hugged me.
"It'll be alright, Candy." He said. This embrace lasted for a long time and the whole time, I cried like a baby. Zim let go after awhile. The doctor walked back in, saw I was crying, and felt my head again.
"Candy, you're making it worse." He said with a sigh. I tried to wipe my tears but they kept coming.
"Is Dib…still alive?" I asked.
"Yes." The doctor said.
"Is he awake?" I asked.
"Yeah. He really wants to see you." The doctor said.
"Can I see him?" I asked.
"No. You need to sit tight." The doctor said.
"Why did you tell me that he wanted to see me if you won't let me see him?" I asked, still failing to wipe my tears.
The doctor ignored my question.
"Get some sleep, Candy." The doctor said. "You need to rest."
He and Zim left the room.
I spent countless hours sitting there. Unable to sleep. I could only cry. I looked at a clock when I was bored from staring at the ceiling.
It was 2AM.
I slowly inched to the corner of my bed and sat up. I let one foot hit the ground gently after the other.
I stood up, holding onto my bed. I let go and my legs began to wobble. I didn't care. As long as they had enough strength to get me where I needed to go- the room that Dib was in. I picked up a needle with something in it and injected it into my arm. That should keep me up and running.
I slowly opened the door and closed it softly behind me. Very few lights were on and all of the doctors were in other rooms.
I walked quietly into room 11B and closed the door quietly. There was Dib. Sleeping. He's so cute when he's sleeping.
I pulled up a chair and brought it next to the bed. I grabbed his hand in mine.
"I love you." I whispered. The only sound I heard was the beeping of the big machines keeping him alive. I felt his hand squeeze mine before he opened his eyes.
"C-Candy?" he said quietly, wrapping his arms around me. I nodded.
"I'm here." I said. He smiled and let go of me.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Horrible." I said. "I wanna go home."
Dib laughed.
"Same here." he said, sitting up.
"Oh and…thanks for the kidney." I said with a grin. He smiled.
I didn't realize it but I was beginning to hyperventilate.
"Are you okay?" Dib asked.
"I'm fine." I said, right before I felt a horrible pain in my chest. It was a burning sensation of some sort.
"You don't look fine." He said after I felt my throat close in. "You're turning blue."
My eyes closed after that.
I woke up back in my hospital room with a horrible feeling of pain and tension all over. The doctor was there. He gave me an angry look.
"Candy, Candy…" he said once he had looked up from his chart. He set it down. "You could have died."
"From what? What caused my throat to close in like that?" I asked.
"Did you take a syringe that was sitting up here?" he asked, placing his hand on the table.
"Maybe…" I said.
"You must have mistaken it for an adrenaline shot or something. It was actually a powerful treatment for bronchitis- and you happened to be allergic to it." He said.
"Where is Dib?" I asked. "Is he okay?"
"Well, after the medicine took effect and made you pass out, he suffered from a panic attack."
"NO WAY!" I said. "IS HE OKAY? IS HE BREATHING?"
"Yes, your friend is fine." The doctor said.
"What's the truth?" I asked, not believing him. The doctor put his head down.
"He's dying Candy. And you're doing almost as bad." He said.
"NO!" I said. "But he promised everything would go well!"
"He's not a doctor is he?" the doctor asked, a bitterness in his voice that indicated the fact that he didn't like me too much. "Did he get a bachelors degree? A PHD?"
"N-no…" I said, holding my hand to my chest in an effort to breathe better.
"Candy, calm down…" he said when I began to breathe heavily.
"I-I'm trying to…" I choked out. He rolled his eyes. He wasn't a very good doctor. I looked at the clock. It was almost 2:30PM.
Out of nowhere, my favorite green alien walked in with the smile he usually wore when he saw me.
"How're you feeling?" he asked.
"Terrible." I said.
"Aw, I'm sorry." Zim said. "I just checked in on Dib. He's doing a little bit better."
"Did he say anything?" I asked.
"He said that if he doesn't make it, he wishes for you to fall in love with me." Zim said. I nudged him a little.
"You little liar." I giggled.
"I know…" he said. I sighed and grabbed the box of chocolates that Zim had given me the day before. I slowly took one out and ate it.
"Hey, you're not well enough to eat." The doctor said, taking the box.
"But it's my comfort food." I said weakly.
"Well you're waiting a few more days before you can eat." He said. "You'll be fine."
"But I…okay…" I said.
"Hey, what are the chances of Candy making it out?" Zim asked.
"About twenty five percent."
"And Dib?" I asked.
"About the same." He said.
At the moment I began to feel a sharp pain exactly where my scar was. I moaned and held it.
"Doctor…it hurts…" I said.
"I can't do anything about it." He said, leaving the room. The pain grew worse and it felt like my whole abdomen was going to explode.
"Are you okay?" Zim asked. I looked up.
"I guess." I mumbled.
"We should really get you a better doctor." Zim said. I was pretty sure I heard someone say I HEARD THAT! In the distance.
"No. As long as he's keeping me alive, he's fine." I said.
"But you have a 75% chance of dying! And he doesn't even seem to care!" Zim said worriedly. "I bet with better care, you'd have better chances of making it!"
"I'm fine…" I moaned, holding my stomach. Zim poked it hard and I screamed.
"See what I mean?" he asked.
"I-I get it…" I whimpered. Zim hugged me.
"Sorry for poking you like that." He said.
"I-it's okay…" I said quietly.
"I don't think I've ever seen you this quiet." Zim said.
"Whatever happened to Coco?" I asked.
"Who?"
"My sister." I said.
"You have a sister?"
"Yes and she randomly left!" I said.
"Oh, I thought she was with Sizz-Lorr. I think I saw her leave with him wherever he went." Zim said.
"Oh." I mumbled. Wherever Sizz-Lorr was, I didn't want him to come back anytime soon.
But I knew he was coming back. And if he went anywhere near my friends, he was practically already dead.
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