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Thanks for reading the story so far! I'm sorry for not updating sooner; I have been quite busy with some families stuffs and I also wrote some chapters of "Save Me" and "Is It Fair?"... I hope you're going to enjoy this story. :)

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After our conversation, we took a shower and we went to the hospital. I could easily tell that Arthur was nervous; he was biting his lips and was always staring at me from the corner of his eyes as if he was afraid I would disappear. I hated the way he was looking at me, I hated it. We stopped in front of the hospital; I took a deep breath and took Arthur's hand into mine. 

"No need to be stressed. I believe everything happen for a reason... So, we will see." I whispered, giving him a small smile. 

He nodded and squeezed my hand one last time. Then, we got out of the car and walked into the hospital. As soon as I entered into the building, I felt uneasy. I couldn't understand why exactly; maybe it was because I almost died the last time I was there; maybe it was because everything seemed too white and too bright.

"Hey, you're alright?" Arthur asked in a worried tone while he was staring at me, waiting for me to answer.

"Yeah... I'm fine. Let's go, the sooner we know the answer; the sooner we will leave this place." I replied, giving him a stressed smile.

We entered into a room; the same room I was before the operation... Bad memories. The doctor was sitting on the big, comfy sofa but got up as soon as he saw us. He greeted us then Arthur and I sat on the sofa while he sat in front of us. "Hello, Michael. From your call, I assume you're there for another Head MRI, right?" He asked, waiting for my reaction.

"Yes, please. I'm afraid it's coming back. I don't want to worry my parents by telling them my head is hurting; I want to be sure before." I answered, staring at the floor. Please, don't let him know I'm lying. Please.

"Alright." He said as he got up and handed me a hospital gown. I went into another room to change my clothes and came back when I was done. The doctor was waiting for me, a small smile on his lips while Arthur was still on the sofa, biting his nails. He looked like he was going to cry at any seconds. 

I laid down on the narrow table which slided into a large tunnel-shaped scanner. Now, all I had to do was waiting and try not to move for about one hour. I almost forgot how unpleasant the loud noises of the machine were. The hour went on slowly and, as soon as it was over, I went back to the other room to put my clothes back on. Once I was fully dressed, I sat on the sofa next to Arthur who was looking at me with worried eyes. I gave him a quick kiss and took his hand into mine. We waited for the results in an uneasy silence. What would I do if the tumor is back? Arthur would be destroyed... My family and friends too...

The doctor finally came back and sat in front of us with a stressed smile on his face. "You were right, the tumor is back. But this time it's different." He said in a low tone while looking at me with sad eyes.

"W-What do you mean?" I asked in a small voice, not sure about wanting to know the answer.

"The tumor is back but it moved; it's now at the very back of your head. And it's growing rapidly. I'm sorry to announce that we can't remove the tumor, it's impossible." He said in a sad voice. I could see in his eyes that it also wasn't easy for him. Moments like that were hard for a doctor, especially when he had to announce that to young people.

As soon as Arthur understood that there was nothing we could do, he began to cry, his head in his hands. I stared at him with broken eyes before turning back to the doctor. "How much time do I have?" I asked, trying not to show my emotions.

"I would say about three weeks at the most...But it could easily be two weeks..." He said, some tears leaking out of his eyes as he saw me and Arthur crying. It was so much harder than I thought.... And I still had to announce that to my parents and my friends. They also had the rights to know.

We left the hospital, I was leading Arthur toward the car, trying to make him feel better but nothing worked. Once parked in front of my house, I took a deep breath. I hoped my parents didn't see the letters I left on the desk; even if I highly doubt it ... We got out of the car and walked to the front door, hand in hand.  I opened the door as quietly as possible and entered, closing it behind us. 

"Oh my god, Michael! You're back! We were so worried!" She exclaimed, tears already falling from her eyes. I guess she saw the letters... She got out of the kitchen and hugged me. "Your father and I found the letters yesterday, we wanted to call the police but we decided to wait a few days before that. We were hoping you would come back... Is it true?" She asked in a broken voice but didn't break the tight embrace.

"I came back because we went to the hospital..." I whispered, stopping a few seconds when I heard Arthur crying harder. Even without hearing was I said, he knew the truth and it was enough for him. He was suffering and it was my fault; I hated it so much. "The doctor said the tumor was back but it was impossible to do something because of its location... I only have two or three weeks at the most..." I said as another tear fell from my eyes. 

My mother broke the embrace and took my head in her hands; she stared at me a few seconds before kissing my cheek. It was hard for her; knowing that her only son was going to die in less than a month. I could see that she was trying not to show her emotions but she didn't really succeed. "Well, we will try to make theses weeks as special as possible, alright?" She said in a sad voice as she tried to smile. I only nodded; I really didn't know what to say at this moment. "I'm sorry; I will be back in a few minutes." She said as she walked up the stairs to go in her bedroom. She would probably call my father to tell him the truth... Or break down.

I took Arthur in my arms and gave him a small kiss. I still needed to tell the truth to Amelia and Eddy, even if I didn't want to; I knew that I had to do it otherwise it wouldn't be fair at all. I took his head into my hands and kissed him one last time. "We have to tell the news to your sister and Eddy." I said while staring at his once beautiful baby blue eyes, which were now red and puffy. 

I sent a message to Amelia and Eddy and asked them to come at my house as soon as possible. While waiting for them, Arthur and I were on the sofa. I was rubbing his back while he was crying on my shoulder. I wish I could do something to make him feel better but, sadly, that was impossible. We stayed in this position until someone knocked on the door. I got up and opened the door, giving a small smile to my friends.

They followed me without a word but it was easy to see that they were really worried; especially Amelia... She may have read the letter I wrote her... I went next to Arthur while Amelia and Eddy sat on the armchairs which were next to the sofa. Firstly, I stared at Amelia; I looked at her brown hair which was in a ponytail before looking at her blue eyes, full of worry and something like sadness. She was biting her lips while watching me and her brother; she was waiting for me to say something. Then, I turned my head and watched my new friend, Eddy. I liked the way his long, wavy brown-blond hair was around his head; I finally met his chocolate eyes. I could see he was a bit worried, especially since he saw that Arthur was still crying next to me but was waiting for me to speak. 

Finally, I took a deep breath and began to speak. "Arthur and I went to the hospital this morning, and t-the tumor is back... It's impossible to remove it and I only have two o-or three weeks at the most..." I said, playing with my hands while looking at the floor. I didn't want to see their reaction; it was already hard enough.

"It can't be possible... It has to be a joke..." Eddy said in a small voice. You could easily hear his French accent every time he had strong emotions.

I was still staring at the floor when I felt someone to my left, hugging me. I didn't need to look up to know it was Eddy; I could feel his long hair on my back and arm. Amelia went a few seconds later to hug me. During all this moment, I was holding Arthur's hand; trying to comfort him the best I could but it was impossible. How could I comfort someone when I'm already sad about the same thing? 

Maybe I didn't have much time but I would enjoy every second of it. I would spend these weeks with my family, my friends and my boyfriend without thinking about the future; at least I will try not to think about the future. Time was running out, fast. 

I was timeless.

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I know that's not what you expected and at first I really wanted to change all this and, instead of the return of the tumor, it would have been the appendicitis or something like that but when I began to write this story I had this idea and changing a big part of the plot didn't make much sense to me. That's also why I took so much time to write this chapter and then, about one week ago I realized that if I wanted to change this and the ending I would have to change some details in the latest chapters to make it as realistic as possible.

I'm sorry if that's not what you wanted/expected but I promise you the few next chapters will be great and full of emotions.

Thanks for reading and I hope you will continue this story! x :)

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