Street lights where beaming at the sound of car s aggressively taunting him to get out of the road as he ran like he never ran before.
That phone-call was all that was running threw his head Arthur had been hurt His boyfriend he loved dearly was alone in hospital hurt. In pain.
An accident they say. But there not quite sure.
But at this moment he couldn't think of anything else but to get the hospital To comfort him and wipe away his tears. He saw the lights of the hospital and made his way threw the emergency centre. excuse me but can I help you sir? a lady had called out to him. The American man paused to catch his breath. The lady waited patiently for his reply He wiped his cold sweat of his head with nervously shaken hands and looked up with blue eyes full of pitiful emotions..
Arthur Kirkland?
Was all that came out of his mouth in slow pants and desperation.
The lady retreated to the computer and furiously started to type down. She looked back up at him and gave him a resuming smile and picked up the phone next to her. I ll phone the doctor too see what s happening mr?.. as she waited for him to give a name.
Jones he said.. Alfred F Jones .. ok she smiled take a seat Alfred and I ll let you know He didn t want to sit down but found himself doing so anyway. He was tired, scared almost sick to the stomach to what could be wrong with his lover.. It was then the lady had called to him. there s a doctor on his way to explain Alfred found himself just nodding at her and put his head in his hands. why did this happen?.. Its not far.. Things where fine.. Why did this have to happen.. Something tapped his shoulder which made him jump and look up. A man in a white coat was standing before him looking stern and very serious Are you a relative to Arthur? he asked.. no boyfriend Alfred corrected The doctor nodded his head and proceeded "his injuries could be fatal there's a thirdly percent chance him surviving him them but I m afraid you might have to prepare yourself for the worst There was a sudden lump in his throat that was hard for Alfred to swallow no matter how many times he tried. can. .. I see him?.. The doctor looked at him solemnly and nodded his head and started to lead the way Alfred hated hospital s the smell, the aura, the sound of the phone that always rings. When the doctor stopped he muttered something to a nurse who nodded as reply and smiled sympathy at Alfred as she opened the door to his room leading him in the room.
And there he was laying unconscious with wires and tubes hugging him.
The nurse was explaining what they where all for but Alfred found that her words where a mist at the back of his mind as his world started to shatter before his eyes. He walked up slowly towards the bed and took a closer look at his lover. There was a banged on his head with a tube in his mouth. His delicate face was bruised and scratched. His breathing was low and short. each breath he took was a struggle causing the heart mortar to stir. Alfred didn t know if the nurse was still in the room. He didn t care.. But he found himself dropping to his knees holding on to his lover hand which was the only thing he could touch holding it close too his cheek letting his tears no longer to be trapped as they freely ran down his own cheek.
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