It was hard for Farkle to walk with these crutches that he was given; they wouldn't let him see Lucas. Not that they could, they were still working on him by the time the doctors had finished with Farkle. He only came up with a few cuts and bruises plus a broken leg and a concussion, but other than that he was waved off to go, he didn't want to go home so he sat in the waiting room until he would hear anything about Lucas' condition. The brunette was growing impatient as each second went by, and as each second passed he grew more worried. His leg started to bounce upon the floor, biting his lip he decided to do something he doesn't really do, or know how to do but he knows Lucas does. Putting his hands together he bowed his head lightly as he closed his eyes. For the first time he was going to pray.
Sucking in a deep breath he started to speak under his breath, "I have never really done this kind of thing before. It's not my thing to do, I don't even know if you will actually hear me. Lucas says you can, so here I am. I'm talking to you, praying to you. He is very badly injured, I don't know how badly but I know it has to be pretty bad if he isn't available to be seen yet. I want him to make it through; I know I won't be the only one. His friends and family do too, they'll be here any minute. Can you please make sure he makes it through this, he's a good guy and I love him, please? He doesn't deserve to have his life cut short, not when he's saved mine. No one like that should be getting this, I know this is a big thing to ask but it's all I care about right now, him making it through this. How do you even end one of these? Because that is all I wanted to ask or talk to you about so…goodbye I guess."
Lifting his head and sure enough, he see's Mrs Friar walking in and not far behind her is the rest of his friends. He waved his hand and called out to them, not bothering to stand up not when he knows they'll just tell him to sit back down when they see his injuries. They worry too much about him; at least that is how he thinks. As they came over, a weak smile was plastered upon his face and he rested head against Maya's shoulder as she sat next to him. Riley sat on the other side of him, while Mrs Friar and Zay stood in front of them.
"Smackle is swamped with both her work and school work. But she sends her regards." Riley spoke as she gave the male a comforting squeeze of his knee. He knew how her work was, and how much school work she has so he understands.
"It just…happened so quickly. One minute we were just sitting in the car and then the next we were skidding across the road. I don't know a thing about the other driver; we had the right of way. That much I know and that they hit Lucas' side." He was trying his best not to let out the tears that had formed in his eyes, but of course he couldn't stop them. He was about to speak again when a doctor came up to them. The group watched as the doctor walked towards them, a clipboard in his hands, a slight smile upon the doctor's face was shown.
"We have done all that we could, he has survived and should. We will be keeping here for a week under observation in that period of time. After that, he should be able to leave he would just need to make visits back here for checkups. Right now he is resting, but you can go see him. He is in room 213." The doctor spoke before leaving the group of friends.
Maya had waited until Farkle lifted his head off of her shoulder before she stood up and held out his crutches for him to walk. They all walked in silence towards the room, the only sounds coming from them were the click of heels to the vinyl floor and the clunk of the crutches. When they got to the room, they frowned; it was small and wouldn't hold them all. Farkle said he's waited and let everyone else go in first. He didn't want to leave the hospital in the first place, so he would wait.
"No, Farkle, you tell him we were here. Just call as soon as he wakes up. He knows we would have been here, and we will come back." Maya said with a smile to her friend before she looked in through the window to see the older in the hospital bed, her smile now seemed forced as she looked at her broken friend. "We love you. Mrs Friar, we will see you later."
Mrs Friar nodded her head and smiled at her son's friends. Riley went and gave her a hug, and gave a awkward one to Farkle before she left with Maya. Zay left after giving his friend a pat on the back and Mrs Friar a tilt of his head. Mrs Friar walked in first, tears forming in her eyes automatically as she went and sat at his side. Farkle did the same, sitting on his other side grabbing hold of his hand into his. He pressed a kiss to his boyfriend's hand and rested his head upon the bed. He was about to speak when he felt very tired all of a sudden. He couldn't fight the sleep, so he let it take him. As he drifted off, Mrs Friar got a call and answered it.
"Yes he's been in an accident. Come see your son…"A deep sigh. "You know that. He doesn't. What will he think when his father doesn't even attempt to see him…You need to stop throwing that at me. You knew he wasn't yours when you married me. But you swore you'd be his father…Why does it matter now that he's twenty two?...Just come see him we'll…." And that is when sleep had fully taken over the twenty one year old, and he's sure he shouldn't have heard anything that was in that conversation.