~Feliciano's POV~
When Lovino and I got to the hospital, he called our mom and dad. I could hear them crying even though the phone wasn't on speaker. After a long time, Lovino hung up, and told me that they were on their way.
"Hey, Feli, do you want to get something out of the vending machine?" Lovino asks as he hands me a dollar.
"Okay." I take the dollar from him, and then I go to the vending machine. I wasn't feeling very hungry, but I knew if I didn't eat now I might be hungry later, so I got a bag of Doritos and sat down next to Lovino and thank him for giving me the dollar.
After a long time, our parents got here. The hospital was about 45 minutes away from our house. Right as they got there, a doctor came and led us to a small room where he asked me and my family questions. After about an hour, he finished asking the questions and told us that I sounded very depressed and said that I needed to stay here for about 5 to 7 days. After a lot of crying and hugging, my family left reluctantly and the doctor led me upstairs to the place I was going to be staying at. It wasn't very big, but it wasn't small, either. After a little while of showing me around, they let me go to bed. It was about 11:30 P.M. I was very tired but it was still hard for me to fall asleep. I kept waking up and then going back to sleep while they checked on me during the night. After a long time, a nurse walked into my room (I didn't have a roommate because there were currently no boys there that were my age, a year younger than me, or a year older than me.) and told me that it was time to wake up and have breakfast. I get ready for the day, and when I was finished, I walk over to get breakfast. It was sort of like an all you can eat buffet. There were two sides of this part of the hospital. The boy side and the girl side. The only reason the boys could ever be allowed to go to the girl's side was if they were getting food or during visitation. After I get my food, I walk past the three girls sitting at a table and head to the boy's side. There, I see two other boys.
"Is it okay if I sit with you guys?" I ask them.
"Yep." says a boy with platinum blonde hair and a long tan coat.
"As long as you agree with me when I say I'm awesome!" exclaims an albino boy with white hair and red eyes.
I chuckle and sit down at the table. We talk for a little bit. I learned the platinum blonde boy with the coat's name is Ivan. He was 14. The albino boy was Gilbert and he was 13.
"When I first came here last night, I was scared that people might be mean to me, but you guys seem really nice." I say with a grin.
"Why would you think that, da?" Ivan asks.
"Well... I've never been to a place like this before, so I didn't know what to expect." I explain.
"None of us knew what to expect." Gilbert sighed sadly.
"The albino boy had seemed so happy and confident before, but maybe it was just a mask? I guess he's like me, always acting so happy on the outside, but sad and broken on the inside..." I think to myself.
Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, and hours turned to days. Everything that happened after my first day at the hospital was a blur. The only things I remembered was group therapy, people coming and going, visitation, and watching movies with everyone else. The only movie I can remember watching was called To Save a Life. It was very good. It became my new favorite movie. Before I knew it, I was being released from the hospital. To celebrate, Lovino, my mom, and my dad and I went to Culver's.
The next day, I went back to school.
For the past seven days, Ludwig and Kiku had been there, and couldn't wait for me to return.
