Stan was shaking in fear and anxiety, but no one noticed. He tried to calm himself down a bit, but to no avail.
In the hospital bed next to his, Kyle tilted his head over to his best friend. Stan looked at him and gave him a no-worries smile. Kyle weakly smiled back and closed his eyes. The raven-haired teen went back to staring at the ceiling in worry.
He glanced at the door, wondering when the doctor would be in the wheel them into the operating room to rip his liver out and shove it into Kyle. He turned back to his sickly friend, but turned away quickly. It was hard to see him like that. Stan had never been one for hospitals.
Stan had never been in surgery before, and certainly not one that could save his Super Best Friend's life. He wasn't sure what a liver transplant entailed, but he was sure he was doing the right thing.
Finally, the doctor came in and pushed them into the OR. It was dark and creepy, but soon enough, someone put a plastic mask to Stan's face and told him to count backward from a hundred.
He didn't, and no one noticed. Stan didn't realize it, but his mind was suddenly reciting the Lord's Prayer. Stan didn't know he even knew the Lord's Prayer.
When he finished it, Stan felt himself drifting off. His breathing became ragged, as far as he could tell, and he lingered between reality and sleep. His mind held an atmosphere of confusion, peacefulness, and worry at the same time.
He felt himself floating, and panic struck him in the heart.
"God, please," Stan thought desperately. He felt like he was drunk. "Please let Kyle be okay. I don't even mind if I'm not okay, but make Kyle get better, God." He could've sworn he felt tears on his cheeks, but he couldn't tell. He was in a whole other world, it seemed.
Stan briefly wondered if, because Kyle was Jewish, God would make Kyle better, but he was totally out before his mind could worry about it.
Stan opened his eyes slowly and glanced around the room curiously. He was laying in a bigger hospital bed, with blue and white blankets. He was in a room with a nurse adjusting his IV.
He was momentarily in confusion, before everything came back to him. "Where's Kyle? Is he okay? What happened?" he blurted out. The nurse looked up and gave him a questioning look.
"I'm pretty sure he's just coming out of surgery, hon," she told him. Stan nodded.
When the nurse left, he swung his legs over to hang off the bed and put his head in his hands worriedly. He became aware of the large scar on his abdomen, but he didn't care. All he could do was worry about his friend. He glanced pointlessly at the clock on the wall, and then back to the floor. Stan's mind raced nervously, thinking of all the things that could be wrong with his friend. He jumped when the door was opened.
A male nurse wheeled Kyle's bed into the room beside Stan's, hooked him up to a bunch of machines, and left. After making sure no one else was coming in, Stan jumped up and rushed over to Kyle's bed, careful to avoid ripping out his stitches.
He was asleep, his chest heaving slowly. Stan pulled up a chair and sat next to his bed. The redhead's face was pale and exhausted, his hair bushy and all over the place. Stan put his hand on Kyle's and stroked his bony fingers with his own.
"Thank God," he muttered gratefully.
Stan sat there for hours, holding Kyle's hand and kissing him on the forehead. Kenny and his parents tried to call, but he wouldn't leave his friend's side to talk to them about pointless technicalities of his surgery and current condition. After all, if they really cared, they'd be here with him.
Eventually, (after Stan began to fall asleep against the wall,) the nurses made him go to bed.
But when the nurses left and turned off the lights, Stan got up and went right back to be by Kyle's side.
A/N: Sorry for another slow update. This'll be the last chapter for a while, 'cause I'm going on hiatus to deal with my depression, and I won't have the energy/time/will to write. I probably be back in early September, but I'm just letting everyone know so they won't hate me when I don't update for a month. :3 See ya in a bit.