Chapter 12- Visiting Hours

"Come on Warren, why are we here anyway, it's not like we really know him. You've been here everyday after school, until you go to work. Really, why?" Some unknown voice complained, in a very whiny tone that was slowly wearing on everyones nerves.

"Because Will; Warren probably feels guilty about why this kid is in the hospital. Who is he anyway Warren?" A girl again unknown asked.

"Well I don't like him, he looks as thogh he'll kill any one of us without a second thought; he's a villian for sure." Will said with a bit of angst and trepidation.

'Damn all these people, I am here you know. What the hell, villian, really; I have as good a chance of being a villian as the fucking universe blowing up. They just need to observe better. Stupid dumbasses; stupid fucks need to shut the hell up. I was enjoying a nice nap, or the closest I can get to a nap. I still feel like I'm not attached to my body.' Damian thought sadistically.

"Damian Vasile, will never be a villian." Warren said softly, sighing softly.

"What?" Will and the girl asked simutaneously.

"His name is Damian, Layla, and he will never be a villian, Will." Warren answered again.

"Ok then; but Will is right, not about the villian thing, but we do need to go. It's only a week until Halloween, and all the best costumes go first; so we need to get to the store today, other wise we'll be royaly screwed." The girl, Layla, said worriedly.

'Wait, it's almost Halloween??? How long have I been here, last time I checked; which was before I got here, wherever I am; it was only the beginning of August. How the hell has so much time passed without my noticing. Grrr, this is infuriating. I really need to find a way to get out of this state'

"Ma'am I just have one question. Why is he strapped strapped to the bed?" Warren asked, most likely to a nurse that was in the room.

"Because Mr. Peace, when we came to check his condition earlier this morning, which hadn't changed, we found him floating near the ceiling. So we restrained him for his own safety and, unnecissarly (sp?), our own convienence in making it easier to provide healthcare. We're sorry, we were just worried that something might happen." The random nurse said explaining and apologizing about the straps.

"Ok, thank you. Layla, Will we can go now." Warren said, with the sounds of a chair lightly scratching against a linoleum floor.


"I really wish you would wake up already Damian, it's really boring now without you at school. Maya blames me for everything, but I even know that you wouldn't blame me, you know that I didn't do anything totally threatening." Aaron said sitting in the chair next to Damian's bed.

'He's right I actually wouldn't blame him, unfortunately I'm actually getting used to him being near me, without me having any hostility toward him. Strange, even for me.' Damian thought rather calmly.

"You know I think that this is the only time I can tell you why I did all that stuff before any of us ever started that damn school, it should fall out of the sky. Haha, that would certainly be a sight to see." Aaron started, sighing, holding his head in his hands. "I guess I should tell you; I was just putting up a front in front of the other jocks, I find them extremely annoying actually. I only had to keep my status, it was the principle of the thing, I really do kind of hate them, but not completely. They were kind of my first friends, but I actually do like you. Not all of the times I asked you out or harassed you were fake, even if they seemed like it; if you don't know I'm trying to be sincere, but I'm pretty sure it's not working."

'You think; it's strange. I actually believe him, he's actually not lying; even if he is nervous, which is a normal sign of lying'

"I'm sorry that I had to be so mean to you, I was just being selfish; and all that peer pressure crap. You were always so smart, and cute too."

'Wait, were? What am I dead, I certainly don't think so'

"Hey, I was the one that said he was cute, so don't go stealing my ideas Aaron." Someone else in the room said contradicting Aaron's words.

"Maybe at school, but I've known him longer than you Lash, so shut up."

'God, these two bicker like a fucking married couple, hehe. This just made things just a bit more fun, I can cause some major fighting between them; Jesus I'm a bitch.'


"You really should wake up Damian. Actually don't the stuff written in here is actually a really good read; I mean wow it's hilarious, and you really do need to let that day go, we were seven for gods sake." Draven said in mocking tone, trying to get Damian to wake up; by any means possible.

'What the hell is he talking about... Wait a minute. He didn't, he's not. He better pray that I don't get feeling back in my body any time soon. I just recently got the feeling back in my legs, which kind of is a bad thing, my ankle is killing me.' Damian thought angrily as a shot of horrible, pulsating pain went through his right leg.

"God not even reading your notebook is enough to get you to wake up, then again, you are a very cynical person; you probably have like three of these, all saying different things to throw me off."

'Smart, but I hope he doesn't find the real one; actually I have about ten, one for a few different occasions. Hopefully he didn't find the real one, which has every little detail'

"You know, I didn't even know that you hated Aaron to such an extent; I know that you hated him, but not as much as you have in your notebook. You really hate him calling you gay, which is ironic considering that you're half gay."

"I don't completely hate him, and just because I am doesn't mean that he has to point it out everytime he sees me. Also, me being Bi has nothing to do with it, you and Lea are the only people that know anyway." Damian said, feeling his mind finally return to his body, giving him complete control again. Granted it felt weird, considering he'd been out for about 3 months.

"Good to see that you're finally awake, you realize it's been 3 months. Oh, and good news for you, your favorite holiday is Saturday; Halloween." Draven said, pretending not to be surprised that Damian woke up, though failing.

"Mr. Vasile, I'm sorry, but you must leave. Now that your brother is awake, we must run tests to check for any signs of brain or psychological(sp?) damage." Another nurse, in a nasty, white skirt and blouse; it's like a hospital threw up all over her; ironic considering it is a hospital.

"Ok, I'll go now; don't get in anymore trouble Damian."

"Wait, Draven. If you ever read my notebook again, I will personally mame(sp?) you; I don't care what Lea says. I would do it now, but I'm strapped to a bed, so consider yourself lucky."

Draven just left, quietly laughing to himself and his brothers accusations.


"Good news Mr. Vasile; you'll be able to return to school tomorrow. Though you probably won't find that a good thing. But you have to have someone get you, otherwise you can't leave. Because they have to sign the release form." The doctor said, looking up from the clipboard in his hand.

"Ok, so what happened to my phone, I'll call my sister." Damian said getting his clothes out of the closet in the corner of the hospital room. "And the way you say 'release form' makes it sound like I was in prison. Which will never happen, in case you talked to that Will kid."

"Sorry if you feel that way, but you don't have to be rude, and I have no idea who you're talking about." The doctor said incredulously. Damian had now gotten a good look at him, and he only seemed to be a little over 20 years old; a little young to be a doctor, but what can you expect. "Your phone should be with your stuff as well." He finished noticing Damian pull a black rectangle with a silver strip running, horizontally, across it.

"Good, because he is a little snot, in my opinion, and thank you." Damian said looking away, dialing a number. One that he has known by heart, ever since that damnable incident. Lea's number, she didn't live with them anymore, but he always forwarded the house phone to her's when Draven and him weren't at home; thus Principal Powers always getting his sister.