N/A: I'm no doctor, nor do I understand medicine in the slightest. The medical profile stated below is a fragment of my imagination and a result of years watching Grey's Anatomy.

Enjoy.

Edd could remember the loud ambulance sound. Opening his eyelids slightly, seeing a grayish ceiling, he heard a women say loudly "He's fucking awake." Another yell from a man, "Faster, we can't lose him again." Right about then, Edd passed out again.

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With a horrible headache and a disturbed comprehension of his surrounding, Eddward tried to open his eyes, but to no avail. Thinking, what is going on? Where am I? Am I dreaming? No, this pain is definitely real. Why can't I move? What is going on? I remember taking a shower, getting dressed, oh, I forgot to water Jim. I keep forgetting things, I recently fell to this inefficient daily routine. The project is due today. Oh goodness, Chad ruined it. The reality of the events following said morning came crushing upon him in seconds.

"Honey, try not to stir too much, I'mma call the doc." a nurse said.

After some effort, he managed to open his eyes. Looking around, Edd saw blurry black spots in his line of vision for a few moments. After adjusting to the bright day light, he made out he's in a hospital room, alone. The anesthesia is probably wearing off, I am starting to feel immense levels of discomfort.

"Good morning, Mr. Vincent, my name is Andrew White, I am your doctor." said the tall man that entered the room. "You are in the hospital. You've been brought here by paramedics on Monday morning last week, today is Tuesday. You've been here for eight days. It appears you were a victim of a beating. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

I've been here for the past eight days? Trying to open his mouth to speak, Edd managed to mumble a few incoherent sounds. "Please blink three times if you do", said the physician. Edd blinked, confirming his understanding.

The doctor took a few steps closer to the bed, saying "Good. After you've been brought here we have managed to stabilize you within a few hours. You've suffered a brain injury, no apparent damage was made to any of the crucial systems. You got your lung punctured by your rib, which we fixed in surgery. You have four broken ribs, one at your left, and the other three to your right. You suffered an open fracture in your right leg, which we managed to secure in a nailed brace. Your left leg also had a few fractures that had been casted. Additionally, you broke your right clavicle. Minor wounds and injuries had been treated. After two days of surgery, you've been put on a medical induced coma, until this Sunday. You are currently on a high dosage of analgesic to help subside the pain. It may take a while to regain all speaking and movement abilities. You are here to stay for the next two to three weeks, for now."

Taking a deep breath, he continued with a slight frown "We were not able to contact your parents for the first five days, they are currently on their way here from France. Try to relax for the time being."

Lying on his hospital bed, one stunned Edd tried to nod his head in understanding. The doctor spoke again, "The nurses will attend your needs, try to get some sleep."

The second the doctor finished his last sentence, he turned around and left the room, leaving Edd to ponder about his current situation.

Mother and father will be so displeased with me causing them to come back home from their precious business. All I had to do was not to cause any trouble, and I couldn't manage even that. I am royally useless.

Those jerks truly should have finish me off, instead of leaving me being this mess. I can't even move, everything is so incredibly sore.

How am I supposed to continue school? All my hard schooling, down the drain. Just fan-fucking-tastic.

I am alone again.

By the end of the day, I am always alone. So, so incredibly alone.

I am going to die alone, with not a single person who cares.

Now all this people will carry the burden of taking care of my broken body. What a cruel joke.

I just want to be left alone and die.

Edd had drifted to sleep.

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The next three days passed excruciatingly slow. Being all alone in that cold room made Eddward's depressing thoughts to drift to a suicidal place at times.

He managed, through much pain, to move his sore arms, filled with aching bruises and lacerations. One of the nurses had given him a few books to read, in order to pass the time.

Friday morning, while suffering from the indigestion ache of being reintroduced to solid food, his parents came through the door. "Oh darling!" his mother screeched. Green eyes watering with tears, his usually composed mother looked dangerously worried, almost crushing his chest and head with a tight hug. Her waist length, golden, silky hair brushing Eddward's face lightly, annoyed, he blows air through his mouth to avoid inhaling her hair.

Leaning back a bit, she asks "How are you feeling, honey?"

With disgust in his eyes, he glares at the pair. It took you eleven days to come see your only son in the hospital. "I am in a fucking terrific condition. Can you not see, mother?" he said with a sarcastic tone.

His father, quiet thus far, says to him with a calm demeanor, "Watch your language, son."

"Whatever" the smart boy mumbled under his breath.

The afternoon passed quite uneventfully, explaining his parents that he is at fault to what happened to him was a bit of a challenge, however, eventually he managed to. His parents had left him yet again all alone to run some errands.

For the next week his mother and father set by his side, bringing him tasty food and study materials, in order for him to finish the school year requirements.

As the following week passed, they let him know they will have to return to their business soon and will most probably hire a nurse to help him out and preferably leave him to live in the hospital for the time being. Considering his left leg cast to be removed in about three and a half weeks, it will be more rational to be in the hospital for the physical therapy afterwards.

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At the end of Edd's fifth week at the hospital, his parents had left and Ed and Eddy came to visit him. Some friends, he thought, probably knowing exactly what I have been through, and not even be bothered to pick up the phone to ask for my wellbeing. I truly felt like we were brothers, obviously my feelings were one sided entirely.

"Hey Sockhead, how you doing?" entered Eddy, Ed following close behind. "We heard what happened a few weeks back from those assholes… been kinda busy thought, with the finales and such. Had no idea your fragile self been this wrecked, though." He chuckled.

With an irate look, Eddward said "Thank you for coming, you may leave now."

"But, Double D!" Ed whined, "Our summer vacation is so boring without you, you can't kick us out! I missed you as if you were gravy-" he practically yelled "-I love gravy."

Calming his demeanor, looking at the pair Edd said "Look, Ed, Eddy, I appreciate you coming all the way here to check for my being, but I can honestly assure you, your company is futile to me. You are most welcomed to leave at once. Have a nice day, eventful vacation and a good life, goodbye".

Aggravated, Eddy spat "Whatever." and left the room.

"No, wait, Eddy! Don't leave" Ed said a bit too loudly, and ran after the short one.

"I told you we shouldn't have come to visit him, he doesn't need us" Edd heard Eddy say in the distance.

Another few sounds could be heard from the pair, nothing coherent for Edd to understand, though.

They never came back to visit him again.

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N/A: I've got a few more chapters ready to go, coming in a few days or so. This is going to be a long ass story, just saying.