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Fanfic: The End - Untergang einer Legende
Chapter: Chapter 2
Chapter 2
In the hospital, they treated me with the utmost care. I felt like I was seriously ill or disabled. On the first day Kai stayed with me and informed the others, who came to see me the next day.
"So it's serious," I heard Tyson say, but I ignored them all. It got on my nerves to be treated like a little kid by everyone. Normally I wouldn't have thought about it like that, I didn't really know what was going on with me at the time.
At 5 p.m. everyone had to leave again as visitor time was over. And at 6:30 p.m. the nurse picked me up in a wheelchair because I had to go to the CT.
I found it uncomfortable to lie quietly all the time, and I needed the nurses' permission to breathe. But after a quarter of an hour it was all over and I was brought back to my room.
I had two roommates. My first roommate was a young woman, I estimated her at 18.She must have been in a car accident, she had probably just gotten her driver's license. Her right arm was broken and she had multiple grazes and scratches on her face. Somehow she was pretty pretty, but she was probably still in shock, because she didn't react at all when I spoke to her and was constantly given tranquilizers.
And the second roommate had malaria, but was almost healthy again. It was a woman in her mid-thirties and she talked all the time. Although she was almost healthy again, she insisted on her daily ration of quinine. She was probably already dependent on it. During her vacation in Chad, she was bitten by the anopheles mosquito and, as she claimed, before that she had no money for a vaccination, she fell ill with malaria. However, she does not have good health insurance, so she will probably have to pay the hospital bill on her own.
The next morning the nurse woke me up, and after I had breakfast I was asked to go to Chamberlane's office.The doctor eyed me uncertainly, then started to speak, but let it go. I remember vividly that he was playing with a stress ball throughout the conversation. After a while he got up, went to the window and watched the hustle and bustle outside. "Ray, you are still very young, so I don't know how best to teach you that," he finally began, "but you have a right to know what's wrong with you," he paused and drove but then continued, "You have a malignant brain tumor in the advanced stage", he finished the sentence, and looked at me sadly.
At that moment I didn't even know the meaning of those words. "I beg your pardon?" I asked in a shaky voice. Chamberlane tried to sound as compassionate as possible, but the attempt failed miserably. "I know that's hard for you to understand, Ray. And it sure is the worst thing that can ever happen to a person. I'm so sorry, Ray!""Chamberlane took a few steps towards me, but I harshly rejected him." Now listen, you don't know what that means, and damn it, hear my name at the end of every sentence! "Tears welled up in my eyes, and the next instant I was sorry for being so mean to him." It's okay, Ray. It's okay, "the doctor left my mean words cold. He came up to me anyway, and he hugged me like a father would have hugged his son at that moment. After only a few seconds I burst into tears and was able to do a half Never stop crying in ages. After a while I broke out of Chamberlane's embrace and looked him straight in the eye. "How can you fight the tumor? "I asked as confidently as I could at that moment. The doctor averted his eyes and sighed deeply." Ray, as I mentioned before, it is a very malignant tumor and it is already at an advanced stage.There is ... Ray, unfortunately there is no more cure ", the doctor's last words were always quiet, at the end they were barely audible, but I understood every single word very well." How long do I have to live? "I asked him, in a whisper, but pretty confident.
Chamberlane straightened up and moved in the direction of his desk chair. He slowly sat down and started playing with the stress ball again. "How long?" I repeated my question, now a little louder. "About 8 months," came the neurosurgeon's hesitant reply.
After these words were spoken, I got up in a flash and left the room. Chamberlane called after me, but I didn't listen to his calls. I walked very quickly towards the exit. At the reception the sister who always brought me the food spoke to me in a friendly manner. "Ray, your friends are here, they are waiting for you in your room." I walked past her quickly and only answered in passing: "Send her away, I don't want to see anyone today!"I left the hospital and went on to the nearby park. There I sat on a bench, buried my face in my hands, and thought about the doctor's words. // 8 months, 8 damn months. I have dreams, goals. How so? Why me? That's not fair. God why are you doing this to me? // While I was thinking, tears were probably running down my cheeks by the gallon. I didn't even notice how after about half an hour someone sat down next to me. It was only when someone put his arm around me that I started up, startled. That person's second arm also wrapped around me and hugged me tightly to his body. It was Kai. At first I was a bit surprised why Kai was sitting here and holding me tightly in his arms, but later I didn't think about it any more. As hard as I tried, I couldn't hide the tears from Kai, and I began to sob loudly. "It's okay, Ray.The doctor told us. That's fine. Pst. I'm here, "I heard Kai say in that pleasant, soothing voice, and I didn't feel so alone and abandoned.
We sat like that for another half hour, then made our way back to the hospital. The others came along too, and it was probably the first time I've seen Tyson cry. Everyone hugged me tightly and I was very grateful that they were there. Even Hilary had come.
After another conversation with Chamberlane, he decided without further ado that I could leave the hospital the next day. There would be no point in keeping me here now. And it could only be right with me, after all, I didn't want to spend the last 8 months of my life in the hospital.
Back home, everyone mothered me very strongly, all except Kai. He probably understood me best during this time. He also reprimanded the others when they even wanted to forbid me from fetching potatoes from the cellar.Of course I was very seriously ill, but one way or another, I didn't have long to live and I wanted to enjoy the rest of my life to the fullest, I realized that last night in the hospital.
It was just getting dark when Kai came into my room. I stood on the balcony and watched as the landscape was bathed in golden red. Kai put his arm on my shoulder and stood next to me. He just stood there and gave me a feeling of security in a special way. All by myself, I moved a little closer to him and put my head on his shoulder.
"Listen, Ray, there is one thing I need to talk to you about," Kai suddenly began to speak. I raised my head and looked at him expectantly. "We've been in a team for quite a long time, and, well, I've grown very fond of you during that time," Kai blushed with every word he said, if that was still possible. "I, I, well, well, how should I put it, it's like this ..." Kai just stammered to himself.I didn't know what was wrong with him. I didn't know Kai like that at all. "Well, Ray, I think no, I know, Ray, I love you!", You could tell that it had taken a lot of effort to say that, and he was visibly relieved to see it behind him to have.
There was an oppressive silence that I finally broke. "Kai, I think I'm pretty much in love with you too. And I could also imagine that there is something between us, but I'm very scared of hurting you, after all, I only live 8 months."
Kai looked at me, concerned. But then he closed his eyes and slowly approached me with his face. Before I realized what was happening, Kai gave me a long, intense French kiss.
To be continued….
In the hospital, they treated me with the utmost care. I felt like I was seriously ill or disabled. On the first day Kai stayed with me and informed the others, who came to see me the next day.
"So it's serious," I heard Tyson say, but I ignored them all. It got on my nerves to be treated like a little kid by everyone. Normally I wouldn't have thought about it like that, I didn't really know what was going on with me at the time.
At 5 p.m. everyone had to leave again as visitor time was over. And at 6:30 p.m. the nurse picked me up in a wheelchair because I had to go to the CT.
I found it uncomfortable to lie quietly all the time, and I needed the nurses' permission to breathe. But after a quarter of an hour it was all over and I was brought back to my room.
I had two roommates. My first roommate was a young woman, I estimated her at 18.She must have been in a car accident, she had probably just gotten her driver's license. Her right arm was broken and she had multiple grazes and scratches on her face. Somehow she was pretty pretty, but she was probably still in shock, because she didn't react at all when I spoke to her and was constantly given tranquilizers.
And the second roommate had malaria, but was almost healthy again. It was a woman in her mid-thirties and she talked all the time. Although she was almost healthy again, she insisted on her daily ration of quinine. She was probably already dependent on it. During her vacation in Chad, she was bitten by the anopheles mosquito and, as she claimed, before that she had no money for a vaccination, she fell ill with malaria. However, she does not have good health insurance, so she will probably have to pay the hospital bill on her own.
The next morning the nurse woke me up, and after I had breakfast I was asked to go to Chamberlane's office.The doctor eyed me uncertainly, then started to speak, but let it go. I remember vividly that he was playing with a stress ball throughout the conversation. After a while he got up, went to the window and watched the hustle and bustle outside. "Ray, you are still very young, so I don't know how best to teach you that," he finally began, "but you have a right to know what's wrong with you," he paused and drove but then continued, "You have a malignant brain tumor in the advanced stage", he finished the sentence, and looked at me sadly.
At that moment I didn't even know the meaning of those words. "I beg your pardon?" I asked in a shaky voice. Chamberlane tried to sound as compassionate as possible, but the attempt failed miserably. "I know that's hard for you to understand, Ray. And it sure is the worst thing that can ever happen to a person. I'm so sorry, Ray!""Chamberlane took a few steps towards me, but I harshly rejected him." Now listen, you don't know what that means, and damn it, hear my name at the end of every sentence! "Tears welled up in my eyes, and the next instant I was sorry for being so mean to him." It's okay, Ray. It's okay, "the doctor left my mean words cold. He came up to me anyway, and he hugged me like a father would have hugged his son at that moment. After only a few seconds I burst into tears and was able to do a half Never stop crying in ages. After a while I broke out of Chamberlane's embrace and looked him straight in the eye. "How can you fight the tumor? "I asked as confidently as I could at that moment. The doctor averted his eyes and sighed deeply." Ray, as I mentioned before, it is a very malignant tumor and it is already at an advanced stage.There is ... Ray, unfortunately there is no more cure ", the doctor's last words were always quiet, at the end they were barely audible, but I understood every single word very well." How long do I have to live? "I asked him, in a whisper, but pretty confident.
Chamberlane straightened up and moved in the direction of his desk chair. He slowly sat down and started playing with the stress ball again. "How long?" I repeated my question, now a little louder. "About 8 months," came the neurosurgeon's hesitant reply.
After these words were spoken, I got up in a flash and left the room. Chamberlane called after me, but I didn't listen to his calls. I walked very quickly towards the exit. At the reception the sister who always brought me the food spoke to me in a friendly manner. "Ray, your friends are here, they are waiting for you in your room." I walked past her quickly and only answered in passing: "Send her away, I don't want to see anyone today!"I left the hospital and went on to the nearby park. There I sat on a bench, buried my face in my hands, and thought about the doctor's words. // 8 months, 8 damn months. I have dreams, goals. How so? Why me? That's not fair. God why are you doing this to me? // While I was thinking, tears were probably running down my cheeks by the gallon. I didn't even notice how after about half an hour someone sat down next to me. It was only when someone put his arm around me that I started up, startled. That person's second arm also wrapped around me and hugged me tightly to his body. It was Kai. At first I was a bit surprised why Kai was sitting here and holding me tightly in his arms, but later I didn't think about it any more. As hard as I tried, I couldn't hide the tears from Kai, and I began to sob loudly. "It's okay, Ray.The doctor told us. That's fine. Pst. I'm here, "I heard Kai say in that pleasant, soothing voice, and I didn't feel so alone and abandoned.
We sat like that for another half hour, then made our way back to the hospital. The others came along too, and it was probably the first time I've seen Tyson cry. Everyone hugged me tightly and I was very grateful that they were there. Even Hilary had come.
After another conversation with Chamberlane, he decided without further ado that I could leave the hospital the next day. There would be no point in keeping me here now. And it could only be right with me, after all, I didn't want to spend the last 8 months of my life in the hospital.
Back home, everyone mothered me very strongly, all except Kai. He probably understood me best during this time. He also reprimanded the others when they even wanted to forbid me from fetching potatoes from the cellar.Of course I was very seriously ill, but one way or another, I didn't have long to live and I wanted to enjoy the rest of my life to the fullest, I realized that last night in the hospital.
It was just getting dark when Kai came into my room. I stood on the balcony and watched as the landscape was bathed in golden red. Kai put his arm on my shoulder and stood next to me. He just stood there and gave me a feeling of security in a special way. All by myself, I moved a little closer to him and put my head on his shoulder.
"Listen, Ray, there is one thing I need to talk to you about," Kai suddenly began to speak. I raised my head and looked at him expectantly. "We've been in a team for quite a long time, and, well, I've grown very fond of you during that time," Kai blushed with every word he said, if that was still possible. "I, I, well, well, how should I put it, it's like this ..." Kai just stammered to himself.I didn't know what was wrong with him. I didn't know Kai like that at all. "Well, Ray, I think no, I know, Ray, I love you!", You could tell that it had taken a lot of effort to say that, and he was visibly relieved to see it behind him to have.
There was an oppressive silence that I finally broke. "Kai, I think I'm pretty much in love with you too. And I could also imagine that there is something between us, but I'm very scared of hurting you, after all, I only live 8 months."
Kai looked at me, concerned. But then he closed his eyes and slowly approached me with his face. Before I realized what was happening, Kai gave me a long, intense French kiss.
To be continued….