Don't Own, Sadly...On With It!

Jamie POV

Please let him be okay... I thought to myself as I paced around in the waiting room. They had taken Sid into the surgery room awhile ago and things didn't look too good. I called his parents, lucky for them, they were already on their way home so they raced over here instead.

My heart was aching for my friend, my brother.

The double doors to the surgery room opened and we all stood facing the doctors. I held onto SKip's arm tightly trying not to let tears fall.

"The tumor has been removed." came from the doctor, Dr Davis. "He's pulling through okay, there weren't any complications. For now of course, he's being set up in recovery. He won't be able to recieve visitors until tomorrow."

"Tumor?" was all I could muster up. "What tumor?"

The doctor sighed, speaking to Sid's parents but answering my question. "Your son has cancer. We have removed the tumor but we will need to keep him for observation. It's best if we continue this conversation a bit later, once this information sinks in..."

Before anyone could really react, the doctor turned around and headed back inside.

I turned and buried my face into Skip's chest, letting the tears flow. "Dad no...not Sid..." I cried, and he held me. I could hear him sniffling above my head. I could hear everyone around us gasping and crying. Both relieved that he was okay...for now...and crying out of sadness for him. It wasn't guaranteed the cancer was gone just yet.

Footsteps were heard approaching and I looked up to see Stacy first. I let go of Skip and turned to him. "Stacy, Sid's got..." was all I was able to get out when I saw him, Jay.

He was standing a few feet behind Stacy looking a bit unsure. His eyes were on me, hands shoved into his pockets. "So...what happened to Sid?" he finally asked, trying to be casual.

I couldn't help it. I was so happy to see him, and so heartbroken by Sid's condition. Was this price worth it? I'd be keeping Jay but losing my Sid by staying here. I couldn't stand the thought of possibly living without my goofball brother.

Tears flowing again, I rushed to Jay. My arms flew around his waist and I buried my face into his chest. I could feel his arms around me, and it felt so good, so comforting. "Sid had a tumor." I said through tears. "Jay I can't lose him...he's my best friend..."

Jay POV

I held onto her as she cried for Sid. Yeah, I felt jealous. I mean hey, she's crying for another guy...but still, I know it's nothing romantic. Sid's our friend, so I understand. This though, was a surprise for me. All I wanted was to hold her, kiss her, tell her that I never meant to be so cold to her. Now I feel guilty for being happy...because Sid isn't doing so good.

I watched everyone around us talk a bit. Sid can't see anyone until tomorrow, but his folks were allowed in for a few minutes to see him so we all decided to respect the family and left.

Jamie stopped crying, but she didn't speak as we were outside. It was already dark out, and a cool breeze hit us, making her hair fall slightly into her eyes. Beautiful, despite the bloodshot look, the sad look. I hate to see her this way.

We were all walking to the parking lot, but I stopped behind everyone, grabbing onto Jamie's hand to hold her back as well.

She turned to look at me questionably. "Jay, what are you doing?"

"We need to talk." I told her, taking a step closer to her.

Shaking her head, she held her index finger and thumb over her temple. "This isn't a good time...I'm tired...and I feel selfish for actually wanting to be here with you while Sid is up there suffering."

"Don't make this hard." I said, feeling myself get cranky already. "I just want us to get some things clear."

She looked me straight in the eye. It was a look I hadn't expected, it was mean. "Jay, this can't happen. I have to go." With that said, she just turned around and walked away, hopping into Skip's car and they all left.

"Need a ride?" Stacy appeared beside me now. How he did that like a ghost, I have no idea. For once, he had a look of sympathy for me. Good ol' Stacy Peralta.

"Sure man." I sighed heavily. "Can we get stop by that Sharky's place? I gotta tell mom about Sid."

Stacy nodded. He didn't try to pry, but I'm sure he knew what was really eating me back into my old self right now.

How could she go from melting in my arms to being to cold? I thought she'd be happy to be staying at least. Now Sid's sick, and she's rejecting me again. Life sucks sometimes.

It didn't take long to get to my mom's work. I saw her outside, already on her way home so we made her hop in.

We filled her in on what happened to Sid, and she went from happy to looking sad for us.

"I can't believe it. A tumor, really?" she seemed to say more to herself than us. "He's such a nice boy. I hope he gets better soon. Poor baby."

Stacy pulled up to our so called driveway. "Here we are. Good night Philaine, Jay."

"Thanks for the ride baby. You drive safe now, you hear?" my moms told Stacy. It was odd to hear her call all my friends "baby" but thats how she saw us all. We're all "babies" in her eyes, she told me so.

So here I am now, heading to bed in a very close to foul mood. Then again, I'm not sure if I feel more sad...I'm thinking maybe I should just give it up. Maybe Jaimie and I aren't supposed to be together. I finally get the balls to tell her and she just has to shit on my parade. How is now not a good time? Don't we all get to be happy? Don't even I get some sort of say in that department?

I turned onto my side, punching my pillow angrily before getting as comfortable as I could in this state of frustration before letting my eyes close and my thoughts trail off for the night.

Very short chapter, but next one will be much longer I promise!