Sanity

A/N

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I wait in the room beside her, but I remain silent, she needs to rest. The silence is driving me fucking loony though. Bo and Dad should be here soon, I feel like running though, away from the constant scent of death and Blood. The only thing keeping me rooted here at this moment is the constant sound of her heart monitor.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

I sit on the edge of the bed, fidgeting. Praying that she can survive just one more day on life support. Just one more day until she'll have a new Kidney. I can hear her breathing faintly behind the curtain that separates us.

In, Out. She'll be fine. In, out. Beep. Beep. Beep

It seems odd to me that time passes so slowly now. Now that her life hangs in the balance over the tip of a knife. The constant whir of the machines and lights is ever present and crushing. "We came to see Mako Anderson."

My dad must be outside trying to get in to see me. He's obnoxiously loud, I don't know why I've never noticed before. All of a sudden the curtain is ripped back and there stands my little brother and Korra's best friend. He looks like he could go into shock at any second. "Bo? Are you going to be alright?" Okay this was so not normal for him. And then he fell onto the hospital bed with a dull thunk. I looked up at our dad where he stood smiling and staring down at Bolin quizzically. I tried to protest when Dad sat down beside Bolin who was still unconscious. It was… disconcerting to see my little brother, one of the three strongest people that I know, passed out on my hospital bed. Our dad though just looked at me,

"You know how blood makes him nauseous." Oh yeah, guess I forgot. I must have looked scared. "I'm so proud of you Mako. And I'm sure Your Mom would feel the same as I do." I just hope that she can survive long enough for the transplant to take place. If there is really spirits out there, please, help her survive. She means the world to me and to my brother, she's part of our really messed up family. "So when's the wedding?" My heart froze. "Umm. Ahem. excuse me, I thought you were out for the count." Bolin smiled up at me cheekily. "Dude you never answered my question!" Spirits my brother is infuriating, she is on death's doorstep and he has the audacity to ask me if I plan on marrying her! I mean it's not as if I don't want to, b-but we're both still kids. We have lots of time left for that entire sort of thing right!? No, there's no such thing as plenty of time for us anymore. I mean she's only nineteen! And she's dying, No, not yet, she's not dying quite yet but I can feel it. If they can't get the transplant done tomorrow then it will be too late. But I can't let that happen. I can't live in a world where Korra doesn't exist, I refuse to. So if she dies tomorrow, I will follow after her as quickly as I can. I can't even think straight anymore because of her, because of how much she means to me, yet I can hear her heart beat over the monitor beside her bed and right now that is the only noise maintaining my sanity.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.