8 months have passed. I have been playing Betelgeuse Online every day with Becker. Basically, I have been playing Betelgeuse Online for 18 years in-ga ti. I know everything about the ga. From the newest features to the ideas that Becker had in his mind. We tested everything and It doesn't make feel bored with them at all. There are still tons of things I want to try and the more I'm experinting with the ga the more I get hooked by the ga. But for the past few weeks, I haven't seen Becker online and the last ti I checked on him, he said that he was busy since the ga will be released on March 14th, which is two weeks from now.
I'm about to take a shower before I login to Betelgeuse Online. I write a ssage to Becker.
"Hey, Becker. It's been a while since the last ti we play together. Are you planning to play today?"
After I'm done taking a shower, I check my phone and Becker is replying to my ssage. I tap on the notification and I read his replies.
"Is this Trevor? Could you co to this address..."
I raise my eyebrow. I think soone else is replying to my ssage, and the address this person is giving is the address to the hospital. I have a bad feeling about this and so I imdiately dressing up and leave the house.
I'm at the hospital and walk inside. I approach the receptionist. The nurse is looking at .
"What can I help you today?"
I look around and then look at the nurse.
"Yeah, I would like to visit a friend of mine. His na is Becker."
The nurse is looking at the computer and then looks at .
"Can you please tell his last na? There is more than one Patient that has the sa na."
Sh*t, I don't know his last na. I imdiately take out my phone to ask Becker's last na.
"I'm at the hospital and I'm with the receptionist right now. Since I don't know which room Becker is at, so I asked the receptionist and she asked for his last na since there is more than one patient with the sa na."
The person who is holding Becker's phone imdiately replies.
"Wait there, we will co to you."
I reply,
"Okay, I will wait at the receptionist."
I tell the nurse that it's not necessary since they will co to pick up. The nurse nods and continues to do her job. Not long after that, an old couple wearing expensive clothing approach . The old lady is looking at .
"Are you perhaps Trevor?"
I nod.
"Yes, ma'am. I'm Trevor, Becker's friend."
The old man approaches and lifts his hand for a handshake. I lift my hand and greet him. He smiles.
"It's nice to finally et you. Becker has been talking about you for the past few months."
I nod and smile.
"It's nice to see you too, sir."
I believe that they're Becker's parents. The old man put his hand down.
"We are Becker's parents. I believe that he told you about us. My na is Sylvester, and she is my wife, Andrea."
I nod.
"Yes, sir. My na is Trevor. It's such a pleasure to et you both. He talked about you sotis and I know that you guys live abroad."
Andrea nods.
"Alright. Shall we go to Becker's room?"
I nod.
"Yes, ma'am."
I follow them to the lift. Sylvester presses the top floor. I guess that's where the V.I.P. patient is at. Nobody is in here with us and it's just silence while we are going up. I can hear Sylvester keeps clearing his throat. I guess he's been smoking a lot lately. I know that since I've experienced it and I can sll the tobacco on his suit and from his hand earlier when we shake hands or from the sll of his breath when he talks.
A ding sound cos. The lift's door is opening. They both walk out from the lift and I follow them from behind. This is the first ti I'm on the V.I.P. floor. It's quiet in here and there are a lot of sofa and so many nurses are on standby. I guess it's just how it is since they're treating V.I.P. patients so the hospital prioritizing them first even though it feels wrong, but I'm not going to make a fuss about it. Sylvester looks back.
"We are grateful to you. Being there for our son and makes his days full of joy and happiness. If there's anything that you need, you can co to us. We want to show our gratitude to you."
I'm surprised and for so reason, I really have a bad feeling about all this. I shake my head.
"No, sir. I'm good. It's actually I'm the one who is grateful to be able to be his friend."
They both smile.
We are at the end of the hallway and Andrea opens the door. We walk inside the room and it surprised when I see Becker shaved his head. I don't want to think that sothing is happening to him, but shaving soone's head in the hospital it only ans bad things are happening to them, or so I thought since I'm not an expert. Becker is barely awake and when he sees , he smiles and weakly waves at . I approach him and sit beside him while Sylvester and Andrea are standing beside him on the other side.
"You look paler than the usual, Becker."
Becker smiles and chuckles weakly. His parents are smiling. He's looking at his own hand.
"Yeah, I feel like sh*t..."
We all chuckle. He clears his throat.
"I'm happy to see you here. There's sothing I want to tell you."
Becker is looking at his parents and they both nod and leaves the room. He gulps slowly and weakly as if he's in pain. He looks at .
"The truth is I have lung cancer... and I'm at the end-stage. Pretty much I'm dying right now."
I'm covering my eyes with my hand. It shocked deeply. He put his hand on mine.
"Do you rember the first ti we speak? You said that I shouldn't tell anyone about my ho address, especially to so stranger in the middle of the night like you. Now you know the reason why I said that I won't be living there soon."
Becker chuckles weakly and I uncover my eyes and chuckle with him.
"And that's why you prefer Sev as your wife than any real woman."
We both chuckle and he nods.
"That's right. A real woman is a pain for anyway."
Becker coughs and pressing his chest as if it's hurt when he coughed. I look at him with worries. He shakes his head.
"You don't have to worry about . It doesn't change the fact I'm already dying."
I sniff and look at him.
"Since when you have this cancer?"
Becker is looking at the ceiling.
"Around 4 years now I think... yeah, 4 years."
I exhale deeply.
"So the reason your parents live abroad was looking for a way to cure your cancer?"
Becker nods.
"Yeah, that's right. Well, my wish is also to live on my own since I know that there's no hope of finding the cure on my condition because it's already too late."
I scratch my head.
"So since then you already giving up on life?"
Becker chuckles weakly and shakes his head.
"Do I looked like soone who's giving up on life? Well, you can call it that way, but for , I interpreted it as acceptance. My parents are still in denial but now it seems that they're also in the sa boat as mine."
I shake my head.
"I'm sorry, I didn't an to say that."
Becker smiles.
"It's fine. you don't have to worry about it."
Becker looks at and points at sothing on the table.
"Can you get those docunts over there?"
I look at the table and grab it then give it to him. He opens the docunts and he's searching for a specific paper. I'm looking at him and the docunts back and forth.
"So, the ga will be released two weeks from now. Are you going to be there on the releasing date?"
Becker chuckles.
"Do I look like soone who's able to attend any events? So, no. I won't be there. I'll watch it on the TV when that day cos. At least that's what I'm hoping for."
I look at him.
"What do you an?"
Becker smiles.
"Well, the doctor said that I only have a week left or so. So there's no chance for to be able to even watch the ga that I created for a few years with my own sweat. Isn't that kind of sad, don't you think?"
I cover my eyes again and this ti a tear fall on my cheek. I sniff and I'm sure he notices that I'm crying, but he doesn't comfort at all. I can still hear his fingers looking through the papers.
"I'm really fortunate to et you, Trev."
I'm wiping my tears and sniffing.
"Yeah, too."
Becker finally got the right paper and he hands it to .
"I want you to read that."
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