I am going to continue this story, anyway. It turned out better than I had hoped in the first chapter-! So, please review and tell me all of your thoughts on this chapter and the first. THANK YOU!!!!!!!
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Chapter 2: The Hospital Bed
I had no dreams. Or at least, I don't think I did. They were all black and that's all I could remember. I don't know why...everything was just this eternal blackness that put me in danger of being eaten.
Dreamless nights were unusual for me. I barely ever sleep, but when I do, I have nightmares about my childhood...my step-father. I guess you could call the blackness an almost relief for me, but that would be weird considering what happened when I woke-up.
I think my sleep was disturbed by this rhythmic beeping that was very annoying after five minutes. I thought; where was I? I tried to remember what happened last, but that was only the car accident. Everything else was gone from my mind.
I opened my eyes, but a strange thing happened. My vision was extremely blurry and my eyes hurt very badly. I could barely see anything solid at all. I noticed some colors, a door and a hallway with moving people in it, so I made an assumption that I was in a hospital.
Damn. I hated hospitals. They reminded me of a waiting room for death and some people there just waited around and rotted for the rest of their lives in a little bed. Some doctors could work with that, but I don't think I could.
I wondered. How long had it been since the accident? I had no sense of time, and it seemed I was sleeping for ages. How badly was I hurt? My eyes pained me, but that was nothing serious, (I thought this). Was I alone in this room?
I chanced opening my eyes again. This time, my sight was even blurrier and my eyes had to immediately shut themselves they hurt so much. I'll tell you, pain doesn't really bother me, (it's one of the lesser inconveniences in my book), but the pain was almost unbearable in my eyes that day.
What I had seen, (though unclear and painful), was my little brother Mokuba sitting next to me asleep in a chair. I felt bad that he had to be here. He was just a kid, he didn't need to be exposed to hospitals, and, well, me in a comatose state for...how long?
But I had to make a decision. Should I make my presence known and if yes to whom?
I squinted my eyes open, (it hurt and I was at the point of almost no clarity at all, but I had made my choice), and nudged Mokuba with my hand. "Mokuba," I said, quietly, with no pain in my throat. "Mokuba, wake up!"
His little eyelids fluttered open. Upon seeing me awake, he gasped and widened his eyes. "Seto!" he said and flung his little arms around my neck. His small face buried itself in my shoulder. I had to close my eyes, the pain was too much. "I was so worried, Seto!"
"I know Mokuba. I'm sorry."
He looked up. "Hmm? Why are you sorry?"
"...I don't know. How long as it been since the accident?" I really wanted to know.
"Ummm....two days, I think. I haven't gotten much sleep. It's hard to sleep here, Seto."
"Yes, I know it is." Was it ever! I hated to think of him all alone and scared by my bedside in a little chair wishing that I would just wake-up for two days. The little kid had been through a lot, lately. "Have you been alone for two days right there, Mokuba?" I hoped he had gone home once, at least.
"Well, I wasn't alone. Yesterday, Yugi came here and stayed with me for a little bit."
I didn't want to hear that, and I wasn't really expecting it. "Yugi?!" I said and opened my eyes. When I did, I noticed there was no difference from when I had my eyes closed and when I had my eyes open. What was that all about? My eyes didn't hurt anymore, but my vision was...gone.
I closed my eyes and the reopened them. Same outcome. "Mokuba," I said, nervousness fluttering up to my chest. "I can't see." Nervousness. That was a strange emotion for me. I hadn't felt it since I was like 13 so, it was not only unusual, it crossed the line into unnatural. But that was the least of my worries. I couldn't see anything—that was bad.
"You can't see?" My little brother asked. "Anything at all?"
"No. It's just blackness, Mokuba." The blackness from my dream...it really had eaten me.
"Nurse!" Mokuba called out. "Nurse, please come in here, something's wrong!" Hell yeah, something's wrong.
Mokuba got off the bed and went into the hallway, (I know because I felt him get off the bed, heard him walk over to the doorway and yell down the hall for a nurse). I waved my hand in front of my face, but I couldn't see it. The blackness...so dark, so evil...
A nurse eventually did come. "Mr.Kaiba," she said talking my pulse for some stupid reason I'm still not sure of. "Mr.Kaiba can you see me right now?"
What the hell did she think? This nurse was not very good at her trade. "No."
"What can you see?"
"Nothing, if you don't count the blackness." She then went to go get my doctor. The woman sounded nervous, but I don't think she was as nervous as I was. I am actually going to say that when I lost my sight, I was down-right scared. Never, well infrequently if you count my whole damn childhood, was I scared.
Even though all my doctor could do was run some stupid tests and tell me to relax, (I'll say this and I'm not proud of it at all, so), because I was screaming by the time he had started his tests, I knew what was wrong with me. I was blind. And there was nothing anyone could do about it.