84 hours. That's how long it took for Sebastian's body to be deemed strong enough to be woken up by the doctors. The nurses had informed an uninterested Mr Smythe that once the drugs were stopped it could take weeks for Sebastian to fully wake up from his minimally conscious state, to which the man sighed and hung up, leaving the nurses shocked with his lack of paternal instinct.
It actually only took three days for Sebastian open his eyes. A young male nurse was in the white-walled room checking blood pressure, he was so engrossed in the flickering digits on the monitor he didn't notice the green eyes staring at him from across the bed.
"Who are you?" Sebastian's voice spoke so quietly it was barley audible but the gravely tone from not using his voice in days was evident. The nurse jumped back slightly in fright not expecting to see the boy fully conscious, he had been working at the hospital for around 18 months and dealt with a handful of comatose patiences a week but had never actually been there when one had woken up. He had had the training for these situations once but couldn't for the life of him remember what he had to do, so he improvised.
Clearing his throat the nurse turned to the beaten boy and nervously smiled "I'm Caleb, I'm a nurse here at Saint Agnes'." Sebastian's eyes flickered around the room taking in the situation before landing back onto the man.
"Saint Agnes'? The hospital?"
"Yes, the hospital" Caleb smiled watching the mixture of emotion take over Sebastian's face.
"It's Caleb right?" The nurse nodded eagerly. "So then Caleb could you please tell me why I am in hospital with no recollection of arriving today?"
Caleb opened and closed his mouth, he should immediately told the patience what had happened. "Y-You arrived in an ambulance on Sunday night, you had been badly injured..." The man dressed in scrubs quickly grabbed the bulging folder at the foot of the bed and flicked through a few pages while Sebastian watched intently. "...it says you had multiple wounds the torso and lower back, the rectum had been torn and bleeding and a couple of broken ribs. They have narrowed down the lack of consciousness to high intensity of pain, you were operated on..." he ran his finger over the text "...Monday, then were put into a barbiturate-induced coma until Thursday when you were strong enough to wake up."
Sebastian stared at the blonde haired nurse in disbelief, "You are saying I have been in hospital for four days? I have school to be at and things to do, I can't just disappear for four days!"
Caleb scrunched his forehead in confusion "Four days? It's six days."
Sebastian was quick to bite back "you said Thursday? Ergo four days."
"Oh! Sorry, I guess you thought because you were strong enough to wake up you did wake up. No um, you took two days to wake up."
Every nerve ending in Sebastian's body was suddenly screaming maybe in the pain of being ripped open and beaten or in the panic that he had been unavailable for six days. He ran a shaky hand through his grease coated hair "no, no, no, no" he chanted to nobody but himself. "I can't be here. I need to leave now."
Within seconds Sebastian managed to pull himself out of the itchy linen he had been lying on and get rid of numerous wires before stumbling to the door. Caleb followed in a panic watching the boy limp down the corridor in a frenzy avoiding anybody that came close to him. "Mr Smythe... Mr Smythe!"
Caleb finally caught up to the runaway and placed a hand on his shoulder to restrain him but was met with a blood curdling scream and a pathetic shove. "I can't be here, I can't be here!" the boy repeated again.
The nurse licked his lips and took a step forward which followed with Sebastian taking a small shuffle backwards to the wall. "Mr Smythe... Can I call you Sebastian? I'll take your silence as a yes. Look Sebastian, I understand what you've been through is difficult for you to understand but you've only been awake for ten minutes. Do you really think it is wise to leave in such a state?" Sebastian nodded quickly and turned to leave again.
"You are under 21 Sebastian you can't discharge yourself without parental consent."
Sebastian's response confused Caleb, he suddenly turned moving his head to the side and let a sad smile grace his dried lips. He stood like this for a few seconds before his smile dropped and all that remained were is empty tear filled eyes.
"Call him" Sebastian whispered before he turned once again and waddled out of the building.
"Hello? Who is this?" an irritated voice boomed.
"Hello Sir, I am Caleb Peters a nurse from Saint Agnes Hospital where your son is a curr-"
"-I am well where that boy is. Now what are you wasting my time for now?" The older man snapped, Caleb was silent for a moment taking in the fact that this man classed his son's health as a waste of time. "I haven't got all day."
"Oh right, sorry. Basically I am calling to inform you that your son woke up today an-"
"-About time" he sighed.
"Um, he chose to discharge himself about ten minutes after waking up-"
"-Ten minutes?"
"Yes, I am concerned-"
"-Does he think the whole world is waiting for him? Ten minutes to feel sorry for himself-"
An irritated Caleb cut in "look sir, I am concerned for your son's health and I believe he shouldn't have left the hospital. The reason I am calling is because he needs parental permission to discharge himself since he is under 21 and without it we can bring him back in."
"Back in? He has a few scratches, he doesn't need to stay in a hospital. I will deal with it"
"In all due respect sir, your son has been badly beaten and raped, it's more than a mere few scratched."
"Raped? That boy is slut and if he gets hurt on the way that's his own fault."
Then the line went dead.
"So how is he holding up?" Kurt questioned his boyfriend as they sat in their respective seats in the Lima Bean on Sunday afternoon. Since Monday Blaine had been over at Dalton every day after school to try and comfort Nick who was traumatized by his act of violence and felt guilty about Sebastian's father choosing not to press charges. So this was the first time the two boys have really spoken properly outside of glee club in almost a week.
"Badly, he is so consumed by guilt and I think part of him wanted Sebastian's father to get him arrested so he felt like justice had been served." Blaine poured a sachet of brown sugar in his medium drip as he looked up to Kurt. "Jeff won't speak to him either, he says that he was slut shamed and won't be treated like that. It's a massive mess really, I've never seen Nick and Jeff not speak for this long."
"I never got chance to really tell you but when you had to leave the hospital the nurse told me how Sebastian was." Kurt sipped his Grande nonfat mocha and deemed it too hot putting it back on the table.
Blaine frowned "Why did she tell you? She kicked me out for just asking."
"You didn't ask, you swore at her Blaine. Anyway she used to treat my...my yeah, and remembered me" Kurt forced a smiled, trying to ignore Blaine's sympathetic brown eyes watching him. "She said Sebastian was in a coma and they didn't know if he was strong enough to recover."
"Oh my god" Blaine blinked "Is he going to, you know, die?"
Kurt simply shrugged "that's not even the best bit-"
"-You think being in a coma is not the 'best bit'?" Frowned Blaine not understanding his boyfriend's lack of empathy.
"You know I didn't mean it like that! But get this, they did a rape test on him and it came back positive. Positive! I mean at the rate he sleeps around I wouldn't expect him to say no to anyone, do you think Nick did it?" By this point Kurt was almost leaning over the whole table to loudly whisper at the younger boy who was looking rather perplexed.
There was a breif moment of silence that followed. "Kurt I am going to pretend you didn't just accuse one of my closest friends of rape. Plus he was annoyed about Jeff sleeping with Sebastian also Jeff was in the room with them when Nick attacked him and never mentioned any coitus."
"I was just saying... Anyway, why did Jeff sleep with Sebastian in the first place, I thought he was straight, wasn't he with Jess for like a year?" Kurt sipped his coffee awaiting Blaine's response.
"I don't know Jeff told me that they had just broken up and he was devastated-Don't you remember when he burnt half of his clothes because she had seen him in them? Anyhow it was during a warbler practice and apparently Sebastian flirted a lot and I guess Jeff just needed someone. You've seen what Seb is like."
Kurt's insides burned at the nickname Blaine said before realising he was almost being jealous of a boy who had been raped and has no friends. "I have seen Seb-astian, yes."
"Lady-face is warming up to me." A voice from behind Kurt sniggered, both boys looked at the uninvited guest only to see Sebastian Smythe. Aside from his black eye and quite a few cuts lingering his skin he looked the almost normal, skinny black jeans, a white v-neck and a leather jacket covering his most likely damaged skin. The only difference was his hair wasn't in a signature quiff but lying flat and scrapped over to one side, Kurt decided he liked his hair like this. Sebastian pouted "I'm gay, I don't do girls. I would say I'm sorry Hummel but I'm really not."
Blaine was first to speak up looking completely overwhelmed "I-I thought you were in a coma?"
Sebastian casually leaned against the side of of Kurt's chair much to Kurt's distaste "I was and now I am not."
"When did you get out?" Kurt questioned.
Sebastian chuckled "last night, why? Miss me?"
"So then when did you wake up?"
"Why the twenty questions Hummel?"
"Just answer him Seb" a confused Blaine asked.
"Anything for you Killer" The tallest boy winked causing Kurt dismay "Last night."
Kurt almost dropped his coffee all over his new Alexander Wang jeans. "Last night?"
"Yes Princess, have you learnt days of the week yet at the public school you go to?"
"But you said you woke up last night, they wouldn't have let you out."
"I discharged myself" spoke Sebastian simply. After a few seconds he turned his gaze onto the bow-tie wearing boy. "What do you think to the black eye?"
Kurt quickly exasperated and glanced over to Blaine who had a slightly pink tint to his cheeks, he felt his stomach churn in betrayal.
"I think it brings out my inner bad boy, don't you Blainey?"