Unexpected

17.

"Fuck you" i yelled at the top of my lungs as soon as she had left my eyesight.

I wiped my tears away. I didn't care about Jack seeing me like this but i didn't want my mom to know i was weak.

I wanted talk to her again but i knew that i needed to release some anger first.

I walked into the garage and searched for my boxing gloves that had put there yesterday. I normally didn't use them but i needed to protect my hands. That way my hands would hurt less when i played guitar.

I eventually found them. They were pretty torn up but i that didn't really matter to me.

I started off with just a few calm punches but soon i was punching with all my strength.

"You okay?" Ashton was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed.

I stopped with what i was doing. "Did you know?" I asked out of breath.

He closed the door behind him and stepped a little closer to me.

"Yes, she told me when she first started having symptoms."

"How long ago was that?" I said taking the boxing gloves off.

"Mabye 2 months ago." He said looking to the ground. He felt guilty about not telling me.

"Fucking great." I whispered to myself. My mom had kept this a secret for almost 2 months. She only told us that she was sick because she couldn't hide it any longer.

I punched to bag with my bare hands. I was so fucking mad at her.

"Have you already talked to her?" He asked  in a soft voice.

I leaned my head against the boxing bag. "Yes but she dismissed the conversation because i got to 'emtional'. "

He gave me a confused look. "That's a pretty weird thing to say."

I nodded.

I wanted to leave the room but when i walked towards the door i felt extremely dizzy. I thought that i was going to faint.

Ashton wrapped his arms around my waist . "You need to rest, you've overworked yourself." He said while be guided me back to the living room.

I tried to push him away. "I didn't over work myself, i just haven't eaten today." I said grumpy to him.

He looked at me pretty shocked when he said that.

"Sit down, I'll get you somthing to eat." He said firmly.

I did as he said.

He came back with a sandwich and a bottle of water.

I thanked him and ate it.

"Why didn't you eat earlier?" He asked concerned as soon as i had finished my food.

"I just forgot, it's been quite a hectic morning."

He nodded. "Please don't forget it again. It's important that you eat multiple times a day especially if you're going to exercise."

My mother came walking downstairs. She froze when she saw me and Ashton sitting on the couch.

"You're home early." She said to Ashton without emotion.

"Yes i am but i'll leave you two alone."

He stood up, kissed my mom on her cheek and left the living room.

"What more do you want me to say?" She asked irritated while she sat down next to me.

"Ashton told me that you've know for months that you're sick. Not just a week." I said showing as little emotion as possible.

"That's correct. I've had a lot of test done a while back so my diagnosis would be 100% correct. I didn't tell you earlier because i had to think about my plan of action."

"We need to tell Jack." I said looking at her.

She shook her head. "No, at least not yet."

I sighed, she was taken too many wrong decision in my eyes. But there was nothing that i could about it right now

Soon we were all having dinner. Well not all of us because Calum and Michael had to work till late.

I was pretty much zoned out until i heard Luke say something that caught my attention.

"Oh and i have scheduled you and Jack for a checkup on Wednesday. Your mother said that you haven't had one in a year so that's why." He said with a polite smile on his face.

"Great." I said while i looked angry to my mom. I fucking hated doctor appointments.

After dinner we all watched a movie together but I just couldn't focus on it. I kept thinking about the things my mom said and about what would happen in the future.

I took Jack upstairs when the movie had ended. The rest stayed downstairs as i put Jack to bed.

I didn't bother going back downstairs so i walked to my room.

I finally was alone. I let myself fall on the bed and opened my phone. Adam had texted me which i was strangely happy about.

Adam: hey i hope you're still alive
Adem: We've been asked to play a few songs at the bar on sunday. Nothing big. Let me know if your up for up. We'll most likely play green day and a another cover.

A smile appeared on my face.

I needed some distraction from all this bullshit. Learning a few new songs would be the perfect distraction.

Me: I'm definitely up for it.

I was too tired to wait on a text back from him. It was already pretty late and i would unfortunately have to go back to school tomorrow.

I heard a soft knock on my door. I turned around in bed and saw that Jack was standing in the doorway. He looked very sleepy and held his teddybear in his hand.

"I've had a nightmare. Can i sleep with you? " He asked.

Normally I've would've said no but to be honest i could use some company right now. My thoughts were keeping me awake.

"Yeah of course buddy." I said while i pulled up my sheet so that he could crawl under.

He gave me a smile and crawled next to me under the sheets.

"What kind of nightmare was it?" I whispered to him while i wrapped my arm around him.

"It was a weird one and it scared me."

"Was it about mom or dad?" I asked not wanting him to dream about those things.

"Of course not. Than it wouldn't have been a  nightmare." He said in a sleepy voice.

I sighed relieved. "Goodnight."

He mumbled something back and closed his eyes.

I wasn't able sleep, to many thoughts were keeping me awake. But one in particular was keeping me up. How was i ever going to tell him that his mother had chosen to die?