Change Chapter 31

We all leap up, eager to know whatever the nurse is about to tell us, whether it's good or bad news. I cross my fingers by my sides and bite my lip, closing my eyes. I feel Drew's arm around me.
"Yes, that's us," Mom says, anxious to hear what is wrong with my twin.
"Well, it seems he was under a lot of stress," the nurse tells us. "Drastic weight loss. Had he been eating at all?"
"Yes, but not much, not really at all," Joe replies, looking grim.
"Did he check his blood sugar levels regularly?" the nurse peers over the top of her glasses.
"No, not, no," Kevin says, looking down.
"Well, I'm afraid Nicholas lapsed into a coma," she sighs. "Until he is a healthy weight and his blood sugar is stabilised and he has woken he will have to remain here in our care."
"What are the chances of him not pulling through?" Dad asks. Oh no. Please tell me he didn't just ask that. He doesn't WANT to know, does he?
"Well, there's a forty-five percent chance he won't regain consciousness," she says, giving us all sympathetic looks. "I'm sorry. You may see him now."
She struts off, and before I know it Mom has opened the door to his room and she and Dad are inside. Drew leaves my side, telling me to call him if there's any news. He always knows when I need to be alone.
This is it...
I start to feel faint and queasy. Oh no. Not again. For once, this is my nausea. I wobble and clutch onto Joe's shoulder. He takes my hand and Kevin takes the other. I like us being a family.
I shake as we pause in front of the door. I don't dare to look through the little glass window. I am too afraid. I freeze. All I can hear is, "Oh my poor baby boy!" from Mom. She really knows how to lighten things up.
"Chel?" Kevin looks at me, sad. "Are you ok?"
"I can't!" I cry. I break down, tears are absorbed into Kev's shirt as I cry into his chest.
"Come on, it'll be ok," Joe says, trying to make me feel better. I nod, but my feet are glued to the floor. I am terrified. I am hauled off my feet, sat in Joe's arms as Kevin turns the doorknob. We enter Nick's room slowly. I cover my eyes, panicked.
Eventually I take my hands away. Joe and Kevin have gasped already, and now it is my turn. The strange numbness fades and the pain and hurt hits me.
Nick is lying there, lifeless. Wires and tubes connect him to different machines and thingy-watsits. A strange tugging at my heart attracts my attention. My tears come down faster. He looks so dead already. Pale, with a thin figure, no muscle, just a pile of bones on a bed. His cheekbones are visible through the almost translucent skin on his face. He looks like a ghost. But this is not a ghost. This is my brother Nick.
Joe cuddles me as he sets me down on a chair at Nick's bedside. I reach out desperately and grab Nick's floppy hand from under the covers. His breathing is regular and peaceful, which calms me slightly.
I hope The Lord has heard my prayer. I suddenly hate the number forty five. Why couldn't it just leave him alone.
He has to pull through.

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[PurplePandaBear100]

awesome ep poor nick i hope he pulls through

[deanddanae]

OMG PULL THROUGH!!!! OMG PLZ  POST