School is starting in a mere week and I'm only halfway done with my art homework. Fucking hell! Why can't I get the other eye right?! I sighed, falling back against my pillows. I've been drawing Emil for over five hours and I can't get the eye right. Someone kill me now. Or magically gift me a pencil that can copy and paste. The latter would be nice. Cake would also be nice. I abandoned my drawing to go downstairs and get some of the cake. When I arrived, Mathias was throwing the cake box out.
"Mathias?" I looked at him. "Did you eat the rest of the cake?" He froze in his spot and whipped his mouth.
"No! Of course not, Lu! It, it was Berwald! I was cleaning up after him!" Mathias' hands were up in defense. A distant 'No I didn't' traveled into the kitchen. Mathias groaned and cursed at Berwald. He deflated and slowly nodded. "Yeah, I ate it. Please don't hurt me!" Mathias hid his face behind his hands. "At least, not in the face. I don't mind if you hit me anywhere else." Mathias winked at me. My face heated up and I stormed out of the room.
"Get me some cake!" I yelled as I stormed up the stairs. I wasn't actually angry, I was just, flustered from what Mathias said. I heard the door open and close. He was actually going out to get me cake? How sweet! Hope he was getting that chocolate mousse. That was amazing. My mouth was starting to water after just thinking about it. It might take some time for him to get the cake. The store was quite popular. I might as well pass time by finishing this drawing of Emil for class.
Where the hell was he? I know that the store was popular and he gets lost very easily, but couldn't he call or text me saying it was going to take some time? It's been almost two hours since he left! Speaking of texting, he hasn't even read my messages! Yes, dear reader, his phone could have died or he shut it off, but why? What if he was waiting for a fresh cake? That would be so sweet. I can imagine it: Mathias in the bakery, patiently waiting at a table on his phone for a fresh cake, all for me! Hopefully, all for me.
During the time Mathias had been out, I managed to get the picture done. That was nice. From downstair I heard the phone ringing. "Call from Bellevue Hospital Center" the phone said. Wait, the hospital? I raced downstairs and picked up the phone.
"Hello?" I said into a phone.
"Are you one of Mr Mathias Kohler roommates?" The receptionist asked me. Oh god.
"Yes, I'm his roommate Lukas Bondevik. What happened?" My voice was shaky.
"Sir, your friend Mathias has been a victim of a hit and run, he's been badly injured." I almost dropped the phone.
"How bad?" My voice was barely a whisper.
"I am not allowed to tell you sir. But you may come and ask the doctor." I gulped and nodded.
"Thank you for calling." I hung up and raced to get ready. Oh god Mathias was injured. Fuck. How was everyone else going to react?! Berwald and Tino must have traveled in one car, because Tino's car was still in the driveway. I grabbed his keys and raced to the hospital. I was directed to Mathias' room.
I almost cried on the spot. Mathias' left leg was up in the air, and it looked really twisted. His head bandages were being re-done. Probably because they were soaked with his blood. I turned to the doctor and he greeted me. I just skipped pleasantries.
"What was his Glasgow Coma Score, sir?" I asked. I wanted to know myself how bad it was.
"Pardon?" The doctor looked at me.
"His Glasgow Coma Score. What was it?"
"One plus three plus three, total seven." The doctor told me. Seven?! Oh god this is not good at all. I thanked the doctor and went to Mathias' bedside. It was difficult to get to the bed, for there were multiple machines hooked up to him. Mathias was out cold. When was he going to wake up? I ended up staying there until visiting hours were over. I quietly drove back home in Tino's car. Berwald's car was in the driveway. They must have gotten home while I was out. It was now 8:45. God would Tino be on my ass. I tried my best to enter the house quietly. I was doing great until I tripped over the remote.
"LUKAS!" Tino stormed out of his room, Berwald following behind. "Where the hell have you been?!"
"Hospital." I mumbled.
"What? Why were you at the hospital? And is Mathias hiding outside?" He went over to the window. God he was acting like my mom.
"He's, he's the reason I went. Mathias was a victim of a hit and run." Tino and Berwald gasped.
"We have to see him. Now!" Tino gathered his things.
"Visiting hours are over." I sighed.
"Not when your mom works reception at night!" Tino smiled. "Come on, we're going to the hospital. Belleveue, right?" I nodded. Berwald grabbed the car keys and we all clammered into his car. We arrived sooner than I thought. Maybe because no one was in our way.
Tino ran into the hospital ahead of us. "Hi mom! A friend of ours is currently in the hospital, could we pretty please see him?" He gave his mom puppy eyes.
"I can't say no to that face!" The woman smiled and gave us Mathias' room. I already knew it, so I directed the other two there. Mathias looked the same as he did before, and I wanted to puke and cry at the same time. The only sounds that filled the room were the heart monitor and his shallow breathing. I took a deep breath and sat in one of the chairs. I knew it had only been a few hours after the accident, but his leg still looked like shit. Hell, I think it got more twisted than before. I should clarify: it's not his whole leg. The injury was below his left knee. Or above it. I couldn't tell.
Tino actually cried. What an open book he was. Berwald just stood there, expression unreadable. Like always. Well, to him at least. Tino was the only one who knew his facial expressions. In all honesty, I just wanted to leave. Yeah, Mathias is my friend I know. And if I left him at probably his most vulnerable state. And I would forever be burdened with leaving Mathias' side. When I was younger, we both made a promise to never leave the others side. Even if we had a big argument. We would never leave. But I just want to leave because I'm tired as hell.
I could probably go to sleep here. Just for a bit. Tino would wake me up, right?
Tino didn't wake me up. That bastard. Here I am in the hospital with a sore as hell back because Tino didn't fucking wake me up. And neither did the staff. Actually, they even gave me breakfast. Tino was probably behind this. He probably asked his mom to not disturb me. Well, at least I didn't break my promise with Mathias, right? I didn't leave!
I didn't leave the hospital until Tino came in to check on the both of us. I was past my anger, so I didn't do yell at him. We drove home in silence. I really did want to yell at him, but I couldn't find what to say. The trees flew by in a colorful blur.
Everything is so, so dark. So black. Why can't I see anything? Why am I in pain? What happened? Where am I? I hope nothing happened to Lukas. I hope I don't die. I don't want to leave Lukas. It would break his heart. God, I'm in so much pain.
Try to remember. I was out. Why? Why was I out? Oh, right. I ate the last piece of cake and told him I would get some. I took my nice car. There were so many cars outside… I had to park a block away. I went inside, but forgot my money. So I went back to get the money. Right, right. Someone said my car was nice. I thanked them. I had my money, so I went back inside. The line was so so so long, like usual. It's a fantastic bakery! I waited 30 minutes to get to the front.
The cashier girl kept flirting with me. Twirling her golden hair and batting her dark eyelashes. Playfully pouting with her plump lips. But I didn't flirt back. Now thinking of it, she was familiar…. Oh right! It was Bella Mayes! Jan's little sister. She has the biggest crush on me. It's so obvious. The crush is oozing out of her like blood. I wonder if my crush on Lukas is that obvious…
Anyway, I got the cake. I paid. And I left. After that? Well, the only thing I heard was sirens. Were those sirens for me? God, I hope not! But, what if they were..? Am, am I in the hospital? I mean, that would explain the beeping. And whirring. And the multiple voices. Wait, do I hear Lukas? Lukas! Lukas can you hear me?!
"God...bad...don't...Please.." God bad don't please? What's that supposed to mean? Ow… I think I was just pricked.. God, I feel tired…. Everything is so, so dark… It..the dark...feels inviting….
And that my friends is the end of chapter 8! Also Im back yes hello.. funfact: ive had this chapter basically done for a long time
Im sorry ive been gone... ive,, uh,, been busy with things (overwatch) (mchanzo)
The idea of this chapter with mathias was taken (sorta) from my friendo ReluctantOwl. shes on ff! Read her story 'oh' i love it so muc
also, my friend has a fanfic coming out tomorrow,,, but idk her ff or what its gonna b called... BUT ITS A FAKE DATING AU! everyone loves them
Thank u all so much for the kind comments! and goawayi'mreading: u got my attention at gay
I think i might start responding to reviews
Hetaliancupcake: AAAAA! THANKS U SO MUCH! and yes mathias is so gay he cant control it
Tahrodiis Tafiir: thANK! and i think ur the first person to have found this from insta...
Canawesomeguest: i am a big ass meme and i had to put big ass memes in here (there mite be a harambe thing in the future)
rn im listening to Northern Lights. Recently, Ive made an oc named Chae Haneul but he likes to b called Koi... and hes GAY and korean and does k pop dance covers and gets mistaken ad jungkook aLL THE T IM NE
im also supposed to be learning dope but?im lazy? why does my dance teacher trust me with teaching the class... the class doesnt even know how to do a step ball change or a pada beret... and no one is open with dancing they all b scared to do something as simple as a small booty shake...
yea im back in school
have a good day/afternoon/evening/night!
-prusshit
