Chapter 5
Syrus was sitting right next to Zanes bed. He was confused from the sight, his older brother looking so fragile. The nurse, Fonda Fontaine came in, "Hi Syrus." "Hi. So, what happened and is Zane going to be okay?" Syrus asked quietly. "He had a seizure. Luckily Atticus and Alexis came just in time and managed to calm him down a bit," Fonda told him and added, "Apparently your brother has been suffering from stress. He must take it easy now," she finished her sentence with a worried face. "However, he's going to be just fine. He lost quite much blood so he may be a bit tired when he wakes up…or if he wakes up…As his brother, I'm sure you know his limits so make sure that the visitors don't wear him out." "I'll keep an eye on him," Syrus reassured. And so Syrus kept waiting.
After two hours and 12 minutes Zane opened his eyes. Syrus didin't notice it until he heard a painstaking sight. "Uhh, my head," Zane whimpered as he pressed his arms on his head. "Zane! You're awake!" Syrus said with eager voice. "Sy, is that you?" Zane tried to open his eyes a bit to see the speaker but the light was just too much for him. "Could you please close the curtains?" "Sure," Syrus answered and rushed to close the curtains that let the light to the room. "You want some water? Or should I call Ms. Fontaine here?" "Water please," Zane said with voice that sounded husky and sore. For Syrus' relief Ms. Fountain arrived in the room right on time. "Oh, Zane's awake," she rushed on his side, "How are you feeling? Can you see me?" "My head is hurting like a hell. And yes, I can see you, somehow," he tried to sound as good as he could. He had always hated when someone made a fuss about him. Every time he was hurt, he tried to cover it as well as he could. It has always been like that, since he was just a little child. Ms. Fontaine started to explain the situation to him just like she did to Syrus.
"You think Zane is going to be alright?" Jaden asked. "We don't know, he looked terrible when we found him," Alexis said and looked nervous. Atticus was just standing in the hallway and looking outside the window. He spoke with hollow voice, "Zane was covered with blood. His nose was bleeding and he was also cuffing blood so much that I thought that he was done. I felt how weak his breathing was while he leaned against me. Luckily Alexis managed to calm him down a bit before he fainted. I carried him as fast as I could to the hospital…He woke up for a while and Alexis tried to keep him awake but he just closed his eyes…I just hope that he's okay." "Yeah, and I just had a fight with him…Hope that the seizure wasn't my fault…" Alexis said as she started to cry a bit which was very unusual for her. Atticus turned and hugged his sister. "No, It's not your fault. Don't even think that," Atticus said quietly. Jaden and Bastion stood there quietly, worried as well. They heard steps that echoed in the hallway. It was the school nurse. "Hey, Ms. Fontaine! Anything new about Zane?" Jaden asked curiously. "Not yet. I'm going to see him right now since he wasn't yet awake when I last visited him. Don't worry, Syrus has kept good care of him," she convinced as she opened the hospital room and continued her sentence, "Zane's probably going to need some rest when he wakes up. I'll call you here when he's ready for visitors…if he wakes up." The group of four shared startled looks. "If he wakes up? What was that about?" Bastion asked. Nobody answered. Alexis pressed her chin against Atticus' chest.
"How are you feeling?" someone said with startled but eager voice. Zane rubbed gound from his eyes. Soon he realized that the speaker was Atticus. "You…" Zane answered with glum face. Zane was still a bit mad about the last trick Atticus played. "How long have you been sitting here?" Zane asked eyes narrowed from pain. The headache was gone but his body was now very sore. "For a while. I tried to come see you when you first woke up but Ms. Fontaine wouldn't let anyone in…and she said that you were tired and apparently you fell asleep again pretty soon after you first woke up," Atticus answered as he tried to hold himself together. There was a long silence between them. It was too much for Atticus. Tears started to fall of his cheeks and Zane looked confused since it was the first time that he saw Atticus crying. "What's wrong Attie?" "I almost lost my best friend today so…" Atticus tried to mumble but couldn't finish his words. He didn't even notice the playful tone that Zane rarely used. "You little moron. You saved my life…Thank you Atticus." Atticus looked Zane and started to smile a bit tears still dropping from his face. Zane smiled back but his face changed as soon as he felt the pain. "Zane!"
Zane grabbed the sheets of his bed and whimpered. "Where is it hurting? Zane!" Atticus shouted as he started to panic. "Mmmh, my back. Could you get me those painkillers that are on your right side?" Zane whimpered. "Sure," Atticus answered and opened locker that was in Zanes temporary night table. "Wait. I'll get you some water." Atticus rushed more than he usually ever did and he was fast. He handed Zane a glass filled with cold water, "Here you go." Zane tried to get up with great effort but failed. "Let me help you. I'll just put the glass on the table," Atticus said as he put his hand under Zanes back and supported him so he could get up. "Mh, thanks," Zane said as he reached for the glass and started to fight against the vial that was tightly closed. After he managed to open it he reached to the glass and swallowed his pills.
"Done?" "Yeah, thanks," Zane said and smiled a bit as he gave his glass back to Atticus. Atticus placed the glass on the table for a while and fluffed Zanes pillows, "Here, that should make you more comfortable," Atticus smirked since he knew what Zane was about to say, "Yeah, thanks dear Attie." "You surely know me," Zane laughed as he laid back and tried to find comfortable position. "Well, guess I should let you rest. I'll come see you tomorrow. Maybe we could duel a bit?" Atticus suggested. "Good idea," Zane said with eager voice and continued with more hesitant tone, "Could you bring Alexis with you?" "You almost died today but the first thing you think is my sister. You little perverted creature," Atticus laughed. Zane blushed a bit. "Okay, okay. I'll bring her with me. She'll be glad when she hears that you invited her. This time, just tell her the truth." "Truth, what truth?" Zane asked. "Oh shut up. You like her, tell her that. I can guarantee that she'll be happy. Don't worry about it. Anyway, we had this conversation hundreds of times before," Atticus smirked amused. Zane sighted and agreed, "Fine, I'll tell her." "See you tomorrow. Sleep well, bye," Atticus said with his usual relaxed voice. Zane was amused as he watched Atticus leave. Atticus stopped at the door and looked back at Zane. "Good night," Zane wished as Atticus backed up and closed the door with smile on his face. Zane closed his eyes and wished that tomorrow would be better.