Aster crawled out of the ditch, soaking wet. Grunting as he grudgingly climbed up the steep hill that had caused him to roll into the ditch. When I get home I'm painting a road that leads to Hell.
Aster stood in a slouch as he made it to the road. He looked to the sky, the sun was setting. Geez, how long have I been walking. Aster walked, albeit quite a bit slower than he had been before.
After what felt like several hours of trudging along the road, he finally reached the city limit. More cars were passing by, none stopped still as he held his thumb out.
He stopped holding his thumb out as an police cruiser passed by him. Which had unfortunately stopped shortly in front of Aster's path. Aster groaned dramatically. How much worse could my day get? Aster started to walk around the police car, hoping to just walk by them and get home. His passing was ill-timed as the officer's door bumped his leg, tripping him slightly.
Aster gave the officer a glare as he continued on his walk. Aster figured since the officer hadn't officially addressed him, he could legally still walk away and hopefully out of ear shot. Aster picked up his pace, and put his hands in his pockets.
"Sir." The officer had a deep commanding voice.
Aster didn't turn around, but instead kept walking. His legs burning, he picked up his pace a little more. He heard footsteps behind, they sounded like they were in a light jog.
"Sir!" The officer had made his way to Aster and placed a halting hand on Aster's chest.
Aster stopped his fast paced walk, and thought for a moment. If I pretend I'm deaf… Aster stood there looking confused at the officer, hoping he could pull off being deaf. Aster noticed that the officer was a whole head shorter than himself.
"Sir, didn't you hear me call to you?" The officer still had his hand on Aster's chest.
Aster glanced down at the hand, then back to officer. He removed one of his hands from his pockets and cupped it around his ear. Regrettably he moved his hand too fast and the officer stepped back and drew a taser-gun. Aster rolled his eyes, raised his hand to get the officers focus back on it. He cupped his hand around the back of his ear and shook his head. I hope this works.
The officer put his taser-gun away and kept his distance.
"Sir, you can't hear me can you?" Aster remained stoic as the officer asked him. "Well, hand me your ID."
Aster stared at the officer, pretending to be dumbfounded. The officer sighed, and reached into his back pocket. He pulled out his own wallet. He showed it to Aster, he pointed at the wallet, then to Aster. Aster nodded his head, and reached into his back pocket. After fishing out his wallet he handed it over to the officer. The officer took out Aster's license, and looked it over. He pulled out his flashlight as the sun was no longer providing enough light to read. The officer smirked, and handed it back to Aster.
"You can hear me." the officer had an 'I know you're lying' expression.
Aster did his best to remain stoic as the officer stared at him like that. Which fortunately was enough to fool the officer or the officer decided to go along with it.
"Right," the officer started to speak again, "Well, since you're deciding to pretend to be deaf, I know you can hear me. So I'll just explain why I stopped you," The officer looked down both sides of the road before he began, "I caught you hitch hiking, which you which know is illegal," he paused and a devious smile crept across his lips, "so, for failure to acknowledge me, I think I'll write that down as 'obstructing justice'," The officer looked back at his car, completely aware of his suspects shocked expression, "and you did hit my car with your leg, so that's a count of 'attempting to assault a police officer'," the officer looked at Aster's legs, "And your legs look like they could do some real damage, so 'attempted assault of an officer with a deadly weapon," The officer was staring at Aster's face, seeing how his stoic expression from earlier had turned into one of complete disbelief, "Hmm, what else…" He paused in thought, "oh yes, you went to reach for a weapon, so two counts of 'attempted assault with a deadly weap-"
"No! None of that happened! Well, the hitchhiking yes. But nothing else!" Aster yelled quickly and without thought.
"Ah yes, I was waiting for you to speak. Okay, well that's all. I'll let you off with a warning for hitchhiking." The officer started to walk back to his car, leaving an utterly stunned Aster standing there as the chill of the night slunk into the city outskirts.
Jack woke to a white room full of sleeping bodies lounging in a plethora of chairs. Jack sat up in the uncomfortable hospital bed as he looked at all the dozing facing. Everyone has grown so much in five years. Jack heard the door open, and turned to see the doctor from yesterday walk in hesitantly, successfully not waking any of the sleeping guests. Jack smiled fondly at the pleasant doctor as he stepped towards Jack.
The doctor looked over at Jack's vital signs, and looked over his IV to see it was still full, "You're vitals are looking good, Jack." The doctor spoke in a hushed voice.
Jack kept his fond smile, "Well, I would hope so."
The doctor gave a short quiet laugh, "Yeah, so…you're family is here."
Jack looked over the room at all the slumbering bodies, "Yeah…" Jack let his word trail off, hoping the doctor would get his drift.
The doctor gave Jack a confused look, "Why so glum about it?"
Jack shrugged, the pain in his shoulders gone, "Long story," Jack looked back at the doctor, "You know…I never got your name."
"Oh yes, I apologize for not telling you yesterday," the doctor smiled as he spoke, "I'm, Dr. N. Hawke."
"That's interesting last name." Jack tried to make conversation, but he just felt awkward.
"Thanks." The Dr. Hawke laughed lightly with Jack.
The doctor smiled and patted Jack's arm, "I'll be back in a couple hours to see how you're doing." Jack nodded in response as he turned to leave.
Jack watched Dr. Hawke leave before turning his attention back to his family. His mother was sitting in a chair across from the foot of the bed. Vivian, with her cherry red hair was sitting next to her, her head resting on his mother's shoulder. He looked to the left, away from the door, and saw Eathan passed out, draped over the arms of the chair in an attempt to get comfortable, his short black hair suspended in the air as his head hung back.. He saw Franklin sitting next to the door, head slumped forward. Blonde hair drooped over his eyes. Jack smiled bitterly as he saw his family peacefully sleeping. Jack knew the peace would not last as his eyes were trained on Franklin as Jack watched a monstrosity phase through the wall behind him, its arms open, readying itself to grab Franklin.
Jack simply stared at the creature, as if to dare it to try anything. Jack had a feeling though, that it wasn't the best to call the bluff of a creature with no sense of remorse.
Aster went to open the door to his loft, that is until something moved out of the corner of his eye, he turned to look, but nothing was there. He spun around in the lift, seeing nothing. He didn't even try to shrug it off, he thought about what it was while he lifted to the gate to his home.
He went straight to couch, not wanting to be on his feet for a second longer. He flopped down on the couch rather obnoxiously. It creaked under the weight.
He wanted to close his eyes, but he couldn't. Without the pressure on his legs and feet, he felt ten times better, although they still ached like hot coals under his skin. As exhausted as he was physically, his mind would not settle. He knew there was something wrong when he saw something in the elevator.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket, and reached behind him for his charger. After much struggle, he grabbed it and plugged in his completely dead phone. He had to wait a moment for it to get enough charge to able to turn on.
Navigating through his contacts, he found Jack's number. He pressed call and waited for it to ring, it went straight to voicemail. Aster grunted frustrated that Jack wasn't picking up. Maybe his phone is dead. Aster looked back towards the lift door, waiting for something, anything, to happen or move. When nothing did, he turned his head back to face the ceiling and closed his eyes.
When he heard a faint voice, that sounded like it was saying his name, his eyes shot open. He looked around the loft, seeing nothing. Of course nothing is there. Aster kept his open, glancing around his home. As his eyes surveyed his home, he heard the voice again, this time it was shouting, and more than one tone. Aster tried to focus on what it was saying, finding it difficult with all the different tones trying to tell him something. Then they stopped suddenly, and Aster was sure he was going crazy. One last voice with a single tone echoed through his head, it had said 'Hospital'. Aster waited for more, when nothing else rang through his head, he sat up begrudgingly, and groaned. If I find Jack at the hospital… Aster didn't know what he would do if he did. What he did know though, was that he was going to head to the nearest hospital and see if Jack would show up on their roster.
Well look at this! I updated again! I'm taking as much advantage as possible on my off days to write. Okay, well, since I am really unmotivated sometimes, you people who read this should review..it helps motivate me. Cause I see how many people read this, and then they do nothing about it. So, i Almost feel as though my story isn't that great. I appreciate every review I get..So much guys, its crazy. You guys always put smile on my face(I'm serious...you really do). To help alleviate some of my boredom I get, you should definitely ask me stuff about anything you want to...ANYTHING! Also, I switched to hot tea instead of coffee cause yeah...OH! I also finally have my three jackets back(not that you knew they were missing) but yeah, I wear three coats for winter. and I might as well be wrapped up in a thick blanket I'm so toasty warm with them.
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