iPray

A/N: So, what IS wrong with Xavier?

--FREDDIE POV--

The doctor took another breath before saying, "Xavier is in a coma."

It felt like the blood in my veins had frozen over. "S-so, will, h-h-e," I stuttered before whispering, "die?"

The doctor cleared his throat before stating sadly, "The ALL is waning again, but that tumor is going to be pretty tricky to get out, so the surgery, will be life threatening."

I fell to the ground in shock. "There's a 40-20 chance of survival," the doctor said sadly.

Less than half. I feel faint.

Darkness overcomes my sight.

--NORMAL POV--

Freddie's fainted.

Sam quickly heaved the boy to a chair before saying to the doctor, "Xavier, he's going to be alright though, right?" she said nervously.

"We aren't sure," the doctor said with a small, pitiful smile.

Sam just collapsed into the chair next to Freddie's.

The doctor left them, feeling very guilty.

Freddie then came to about 15 minutes later. Sam was there next to him, staring at him. "Xavier can't die," she said firmly.

Freddie just stared at her.

--FREDDIE POV--

Xavier's in a coma.

He's in a coma.

Which means one thing:

That machine, the one by his bed.

It keeps me tethered to earth.

Otherwise.

I would be dead.

(A/N: I was thinking of ending the chapter here, but that would be unfair to you guys, so here's the rest)

Sam is staring at me intensely with those blue eyes.

God, I hate this.

I hate being so weak.

Gosh Benson.

Be a man.

That is, until Sam said to me, "Freddie, it's okay to cry."

Which is when I let it out.

A/N: I know, I know short chapter, I promise you a nice long one for either this, or iHYL