Chapter 1

At some point I managed to persuade myself to go to the doctor.

It was the third day of the week, Wednesday. Few people sat in the waiting room. Two old women talking about their grandchildren, an older man whose life was marked by many scars on his face, a mother with her daughter, the daughter with a thick cloth around her neck and her eyes still relatively red were, probably from crying, and finally there was me, a boy who had tears in his eyes because he was afraid that it could really be something serious.

The phone rang constantly and only rarely did one of the two office assistants pick up the receiver.

After a while, only the old man and I sat in the waiting room. The old man stared over at me the whole time, but it was probably just his imagination, because if my senses weren't fooled, he squinted rather badly.

Finally I was called and I went into the doctor's office.Dr. Delacroix was a fairly short man with a bald head and many wrinkles on his forehead. He had a strange way of dealing with his patients, and his subtle cynicism could be really hurtful at times, but nevertheless he was a good doctor, he was even the best one around.

"So, Ray, what hurts you? Did a bee sting you? Haha!", Even if I didn't find his joke funny, I still laughed softly. "No, my friends advised me to go see them because I've passed out a number of times lately," I pressed my upper lip onto my lower lip and tried to sound calm. He frowned and gave me a dubious look. "Well then, let's see what's wrong with you," his voice sounded a little softer than before. He examined me thoroughly but could not find anything serious. "Ray, I don't think I have the equipment here to find out what's really wrong with you, so I'll probably have to refer you to the hospital.But don't worry, it won't be that bad, "my eyes widened in shock when I heard the words 'referred to the hospital'. I hated hospitals. Why shouldn't I hate them either? In any case, the doctor finished then a few more phone calls and finally handed me a yellow slip of paper. "That's the transfer. The best thing is to go home now and pack up a few things and then make your way to the hospital, "he looked at me a little worried, but then released me from his practice and I made my way home.

When I got there, I found no one except Kai. "Where are the others?" I asked absently. "Max and Tyson were training and Kenny went into town to a computer shop. How are you? You look bad. Have you been to the doctor?" I had never seen Kai so worried about anyone or anything. I was beginning to think he had something."Me, Kai, I have to go to the hospital", actually I didn't want to tell him, it just slipped out of my mind. I quickly put a hand over my mouth and squeezed my eyes shut. Kai immediately took a step towards me and looked at me strangely. "What's going on?", But instead of giving him an answer, I turned away from him and headed for the kitchen. "I don't know. The doctor said he couldn't find anything, so I have to go to the hospital. Just to check," I quickly turned to him and smiled at him. "It sure is nothing, I'm sure of it," I went on quickly. "Ray, I would like to accompany you. I am seriously worried about you," Kai had just said, he worried about me? "You can come with me", without my wanting to, these words slipped out of my mind. I just didn't know what was wrong with me anymore.

Together with Kai I packed a few things and we made our way to the hospital together.The whole time I felt Kai's gaze rest on me. I hated being stared at, but I just let it. What should I be able to do anyway? He wouldn't let it go anyway.

To be continued ...