Hello my loves! Happy Tuesday! It is extremely rare that I'm able to write, edit, AND post a single chapter in one day- ESPECIALLY on a school night! But thank my lucky starts I didn't have much homework tonight, so I got a new update finished! Anyhow, here's Chapter 10! I hope you like it!
FOR THE MILLIONTH BAJILLIONTH TIME I DO NOT OWN HOUSE OF ANUBIS!
(Eddie's P.O.V.)
This isn't happening.
It's all a dream, it's gotta be.
Four of the most important people in my life, hospitalized, in comas.
My bad boy Eddie charade has been long destroyed. I feel numb. My head spins. I cry helplessly onto KT's shoulder. I've been through hard times before, but this...this is too much.
KT rubs her hand up and down my arm. I seriously don't know what I'd do without her right now.
"Eddie, it's alright. They're gonna be okay." she soothes
I can tell she's trying her hardest to stay strong for me. It shouldn't be that way, though. I'm the Osirian- I should be the one staying strong for her.
Only four will make it. My best hope is that Victor will be the one to die...
Victor.
He nearly killed Patricia- my Yacker.
I hope he's the one who doesn't wake up. Hopefully, he'll burn in hell with Ammutt forever and ever.
Speaking of which, has he even gone into his sleep yet?
I sigh. Who cares. I want my girlfriend. And my dad. And my two best guy friends.
KT sniffles. I look up at her, seeing tears running down her face.
"KT..." I murmur
I sit up, and pull her into a hug. I glance at Harriet, who is sitting further away from us, engaged in something on TV.
"What...are we...going...to do...Osirian...?" she chokes
I sigh. "I'm not sure. We'll just have to get through it. I don't know how, yet, but we will."
We sit there, holding each other, crying. I'm not sure how long it is before Trudy enters the room, looking upset.
"Trudy..." KT mumbles
"It's Victor...he's had a heart attack." she chokes
Good, let him die!
"Is he here?" I ask, faking concern.
Trudy nods. "Yes. He's sharing a room with Mr. Sweet."
Poor Dad...
"Has anyone said what's wrong with Alfie yet?" KT questions
"Not yet, love. I'm so sorry."
The main door swings open, and a Doctor steps inside.
"Eric Sweet?" she calls out
I run over to her, with Trudy on my tail.
"How is he?" I immediatly ask
The doctor smiles. "He's doing alright. He's out of his coma. But, he is still suffering from serious injures. His left leg was fractured, and needed a difficult operation. He split his head open, but we took care of that. His condition...it was quite strange. Eric forgot his entire life for awhile, and suddenly he remembers. We're not 100% positive how this is, but he will be alright though."
It's been 24 hours. He's back to normal now. My dad's back! And alive! Thank god! (Or thank Ammutt, I should say.)
"Where is he?" I ask
The doctor turns, and points down a hallway.
"Go to the end of that hall down there and make a left. He's in the first room on the right."
I smile, and take off running.
I run down the hallway, as fast as my feet can carry me. I turn left, and open the first door on the right, just as the Doctor instructed.
My dad rests on a typical hospital bed. He's hooked up to countless machines and wires. His head is wrapped in white bandages, and a large white cast covers his leg. Bruises cover the rest of his body, along with a giant black eye around his right eyelid. He looks miserable. Victor is to his right, looking lifeless and broken. Who cares.
"Edison." he croaks
"Dad." I murmur
He reaches his arm out to me. I hurry to his side, and sit on the edge of his bed.
"You remember me." I whisper
Confusion floods his face. "What? What do you mean?" he asks
I sigh. I should have known he probably wouldn't have remembered.
"Dad...what's the last thing you remember before you woke up just now?" I ask
"Um, I believe I was grading the most recent Chemistry tests in my office. Then next thing I know, I'm here!" he replies, confusion in his voice.
"Do you know what happened to you? Why you're in here?"
"The nurse said I was run over by an automobile. Was there more?"
I draw in my breath. "Yeah...there's a lot more."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Tell me!" he exclaims
I begin explaining...
(KT's P.O.V.)
"Good for Eddie. I'm sure he's quite happy his Father's alive." Harriet chimes
I smile at her. It is good news...for Eddie. But Patricia, Fabian and Alfie are still "asleep." If the three of them would wake up, everything would be alright.
One of the Doctor's whose been keeping us updated on Patricia and Fabian emerges through the door.
"Alfie Lewis?" he calls out
I grasp Harriet by the arm, and hurry over to the Doctor.
"Ah, you two again. Should've known." he muses
I can't help but grin at his comment.
"How is he?" I ask
He shrugs. "Honestly, not great. We're not exactly sure what's wrong with him. It's as if, he fell asleep, and cannot wake up!"
Whoa really?!
"Is there anything wrong with him?" Harriet questions
"Not particularly. His blood sugar is normal, as is his blood pressure, pulse, temperature...you get the picture. Everything is normal. We're continuing to run various tests, but so far the outlook is not too pretty."
Tears well in my eyes. Poor Alfie...
"Can we see him?" I murmur
"I'm afraid not. He's in ICU- as you already know, we can't allow visitors in the ICU."
"Okay thank you!" Harriet exclaims, pulling me back to the couch.
The doctor smiles. "You're very welcome. Feel free to ask me if you have any questions." He cheers, as he leaves the room.
I face Harriet. "I'm confused- nothing is wrong with Alfie. He went into his sleep, as the book said he would. Fabian, Patricia, and Mr. Sweet were all injured, and THEN went into "sleep." Are their comas or sleep or whatever from being taken, or just from getting hurt?"
"Both. It must be coincidental that their reactions would help put them into sleep. It doesn't have to be that way- you saw what happened to Alfie. We just have to wait this out, I'm afraid."
I slump down on the couch. Why can't they just wake up?!
(Eddie's P.O.V.)
"According to the doctor, you ran out of the mental hospital, and then got hit by the bus. And that's all that's happened." I finish
Gee, that took forever.
The look on Dad's face is absolutely priceless.
"So this is all...from being taken by Robert?" he asks
I nod my head slowly.
Dad shifts uncomfortably in his bed.
"Oh my. Eddie...I don't know what to say." he says
"You don't have to say anything, Dad. I'm just glad you're alive." I stammer
I feel like I'm going to cry. I sniffle, and fight back the tears.
"Edison, come here." Dad whispers, patting the spot right next to him on his bed.
I sling my legs over the bed, and scoot myself closer to him.
"Eddie, there is nothing or no one on this earth that I could ever love more than you. All those years apart...they were awful. Worthless. I had nothing, and no one. Finally, I do. I have you- Edison, you are the best thing to ever happen to me. I don't know if you can ever forgive me for when I was away, or for "forgetting" you yesterday, but I just want you to know, you are the most important person in my life. And you always will be."
Words can't even describe how that makes me feel. I don't even know how to respond.
I lean over and sling my arms around his shoulders. "I love you too, Dad."
He squeezes my arms tight. I glance up at the clock. 7:13. Shoot, visiting hours are over in 2 minutes.
I stare at dad. "I got to go, Dad. Visiting hours end at 7:15." I inform him
He let's go of me, allowing me to slip off his bed.
"Alright. I'll see you tomorrow." he murmurs
I bend down and give him one final hug.
"I love you, dad." I tell him
"I love you too." he replies
I stumble away from his bed. On my way out the door, I catch a glimpse at Victor. Fucking lunatic!
I stop dead in my tracks, and do a double take of what's before me.
Victor's eyes are wide open.
Dun dun dun! So Victor and Sweetie are awake! Who do you think will die?! PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks for reading:-)
