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“That’s good, right?” I ask, my fingers intertwined together to stop them from jittering.
“Let me see your knee first, and then we’ll talk.”
Hopping onto the table, I remove my brace so she can examine my leg.
“The swelling went down, and it seems your mobility is okay. Any pain?”
Before or after the pain pills and steroids?The bitter question pops into my mind, but I push it back, keeping my face neutral.
“Not any more than usual,” I mutter, evading. It’s not a lie per se. It doesn’t hurt more than usual. What she doesn’t know is that I’ve been managing the pain myself for months now.
But seriously, what was I supposed to do? We have three more games. The three most important games of the season, and we have to win them if we want to enter the playoffs. I couldn’t let this take away everything I’ve worked for all this time.
Except… I was almost caught.
Jade saw me.
I thought she was sleeping, which is the only reason why I even attempted to inject the steroids. If I knew… I shake my head. I’ll have to be more careful because if anybody were to find out. If I were caught…
Just a few more weeks, that’s how long I have to survive.
A few weeks, and then it’s done.
“So, what’s the verdict, Doc?”
* * *
Although we’re justa few weeks away from the finals, the gym is buzzing with activity when I get there. I greet a few people as I make my way to the weight benches to find Nixon working with Zane on his arms.
“How’s she doing?” I ask, dropping my things on the floor.
Zane glares at me before returning his attention to the bar. Nixon’s face’s red, his muscles straining as he lifts the weights.
“Two more, c’mon, you can do it,” Zane coaches, his hands steadily following the bar, ready to catch it if it falls, but Nixon pushes through, his arms shaking as he finally puts the bar back in place.
Nixon sits upright, and I throw him a bottle of water. He drains half of it first, and I’m tempted to deck him if he doesn’t tell me something soon.
Jade had her second chemo session yesterday, and it wiped her out even more than the first one.
It’s not anything unusual. I know that firsthand. It sucked watching Gabriel suffer round after round, cycle after cycle and not being able to do anything about it, but somehow watching Jade do it now, left me feeling even more helpless.
I’m not sure if it’s Jade or if it’s me.
All these years, all the medical advancements, and there were still too many diseases out there that we couldn’t do anything about.
“Yas went to check in on her and told me she woke up for a little bit, tried to eat, but…” his words trail off as a dark expression flashes on his face.
“Dammit.” I run my fingers through my hair. I should be there with her. I should—
“I keep telling her that she should move in with us, but she’s so damn stubborn.”
“As if that’s going to change anything.”
“Well, at least she’ll have somebody to look after her!” Nixon yells.
“Her roommates are there. I’m there.”
“And that should make me feel better?”
