Yay! second chapter. I'm assuming that if you're reading this that you liked the first chapter and wanted to read more. Have fun!
Axel heard his phone vibrate from the other room where he was packing the rest of his things from Demyx's place where he had crashed for the last few days. He figured it was probably Demyx calling to wish him a safe trip and to not worry about Roxas and that he'd come around, so he was surprised when he picked it up and recognized the number not as Dem's but as Roxas'. He instantly picked it up and heard a voice he didn't expect.
"Hello?" it was a female voice that sounded almost frantic.
"Yes?" He said back, wondering why a girl had his blonde's phone.
"There's been a car crash and this was the phone I found on the boy driving. I called the first person on his contacts list." she sounded worried, "I'm one of the paramedics here..." She went on, but after hearing the words car crash and boy driving, he tuned her out, dying inside at what might have happened to the boy.
"Where are you? Where is he?" he asked frantically interupting the paramedic. He listened carefully to what she told him as he looked at the clock. The road she mentioned was a street that lead almost directly to Axel's house. That brought up the question in his mind of what Roxas was doing so close to his house when he hadn't been talking with him in almost 5 days. His plane was going to leave in an hour and he realized it would be leaving without him because even though they hadn't been talking, Axel still loved the blonde boy. "Thank you. I'll be there as soon as I can." he said, flicking his phone shut, throwing some stuff down, grabbing his jacket and running out the door into the cold November rain.
He reached the scene in a matter of minutes and saw the blonde on a stretcher attatched to an oxygen tank with a neck brace on and he almost broke down. His breath was coming raggedly almost sobbing as he ran to the ambulence.
"I'm here! Who was the one who has the phone? I'm the one you called," He yelled, searching out the person with Roxas' phone. She ran up to him, her hood up to shield her from the rain, and handed him the small, red flip phone. He felt something warm roll down his cheek in contrast with the cold rain and wiped it away, but it didn't help. The tears fell silently as he walked over to where they were loading the stretcher up inside. He was soaked by now, but he didn't care. He had to get into that ambulence.
Still crying, he walked up to one of the paramedics, "Please let me get on there with him," Axel begged his breath ever more ragged.
"Are you immediate family," the paramedic asked.
"I'm the closest thing he has..." Axel said, almost drowned out by the slapping rain, "Please... He needs me."
"Quickly then," the paramedic softened and ushered him into the back. As soon as he was in, he rushed to the boy's side and took his hand. He looked so fragile and almost lifeless if not for the shallow rise and fall of his petite chest. Bruises were begining to show on the pale skin and there was a small cut on his forehead. His blue eyes were closed and without the neck brace there, Axel was sure that Roxas' head would have been tilted at an angle that would have made him look as if he were sleeping.
He rode in the back of the ambulence with his unconsious boyfriend, holding his bruised hand all the way to the hospital. All the way there he kept whispering comforting words. The rain slowed as they pulled into the hospital parking lot.
Yay! second chap up! please R&R! :D