Hi everyone. Here's chapter 2. I'm a little sad that no one reviewed. :/ but i hope at least one will review on this chapter. I dont know if it's because this is a bad story or just no one likes the pairing. I'll see how many people read chapter 2. PLEASE REVIEW
I in front of Milton. The two of them were the only ones in the small hospital waiting room. Jack thought these places were supposed to be bigger. They'd been there for ten hours, or three and a half if the clock was right but still it felt like eternity. Milton's mom had driven them to the hospital after she had come to pick them up. She was gone now as well as the rest of their dojo.
Jack felt hurt that they would rather be watching TV and doing homework than waiting for news about the survival of a classmate. Jack grabbed his hair for the hundredth time. He couldn't get the image of Sidney, limp and bloody out of his mind. Every time he blinked he saw those two slamming Milton into the ground. If he sat still his mind would race even more. He felt like he was going to explode!
"Jack sit down" Milton sighed, in a sad voice.
"No" Jack replied, before lapping the waiting room again. The old woman behind the glass window had long stopped watching him. She was busy ignoring the panicking teenager.
"Jack stand still" Milton shouted. As jack went to make another lap Milton grabbed his wrist. Jack froze. The last person to touch his arms had been Sidney. "Jack calm down" Milton said. He lightly pulled his friend into a chair. "He's going to be fine" Milton said quietly. Jack knew it was a lie. The doctors hadn't told them anything. They had no idea if he was going to be ok. "Jack why are you acting like this. You're never scared. I've never seen you like this before. You don't even know Sidney."
Jack slumped back into the chair. The adrenalin was starting to leave his body and he felt like he could pass out any second. "I could have stopped it" Jack murmured. "If I had just acted sooner Sidney would be at home, bandaging a few bruises not unconscious in a hospital.
"You don't know that" Milton said, placing a hand on Jack's arm. "You were there and that's what matters. You saved him Jack. What if you weren't there at all?" Jacks eyes grew distance.
"That's what I'm afraid of." He whispered. Milton could feel jack's arm shaking. "Next time… what if there's a next time. Milton, what if he gets hurt again. What if those boys attack someone else? What if they're alone? What if someone dies?"
"Jack" Milton growled, squeezing the other's arm painfully. "Listen to me. You can't save the entire world. The kids that did this are getting in trouble. They'll go to trial. We'll testify and be there for Sidney when he wakes up. That's all we can do. Don't try to do more."
"I'm just so angry…" Jack growled.
"Are you two here with the boy attacked in the forest?" A doctor asked, walking up to them. Jack jumped up, startling the man. Jack was fast when he wanted to be and in that moment he had wanted to be.
"Yes! How is he? He's alive right! It wasn't too late!? Jack shouted out rapid-fire.
"Calm down" the doctor said, holding his hands up. "Sidney was very lucky." He said. "He hit a rock hard. There were still bits lodged in his head. One piece actually indented into his skull. Any farther and it would have crack it." Jack shook, eyes wide. "He lost a lot of blood. He Hemophilia so if…."
"What's Hemophilia?" Jack asked, scared that Sidney had broken or hurt something
"Hemophilia is a disorder that makes it difficult for blood to clot" Milton explained. "Sidney had a mild case of it. He wasn't in danger from pricking a finger but this…" Milton said. He'd completely forgot about that. Sidney really was worse off than he'd thought.
"Yes" the doctor nodded. "But continuing, he lost a great deal of blood. If he'd lost much more things would be a lot worse. We were able to get an IV in him fast enough. His head needed six staples. It was a bad injury." The doctor paused seeing Jack's breathing escalate. "He will make a full recovery" the doctor said deciding to skip over everything else. That boy looked like he was about to have a panic attack. "Your friend will be fine" He looked at Jack. "He'll just need to stay here for two weeks."
"Can I see him?" Jack begged, puppy eyes inadvertently coming out.
"Unfortunately no. We want him to rest and you two would only rile him up more. I'm sorry" the doctor said. "You can come during visiting hours tomorrow"
"I need to see him!" Jack begged. "I need to see he's ok. I saw them hurt him. I carried him out of the woods. I watched him slip away in my arms!" The doctor cave Jack a long look before nodding.
"I can give you twenty minutes but only one in. Visiting hours ended thirty minutes ago." Jack nodded and followed the doctor down a hallway. He looked back to see Milton in a chair again, a calmer expression on his face. It wasn't far and soon the doctor opened a door. Jack stepped in. It was dark outside and the only light came from a lamp next to the hospital bed.
"Hello" Sidney said. Jack slowly crossed the room. Sidney's head was bandaged an IV was sticking in his arm. The machines around him beeped and buzzed showing his vitals. Jack couldn't tell what any of it meant but he hoped it was good.
"Hi" Jack waved.
"Why are you here?" Sidney asked. Jack flinched.
"I just wanted to make sure you're ok." He said sadly. Did Sidney really think he'd just leave without making sure he was ok?
"I didn't mean to offend you" He said quickly, picking up the change in Jack's moon. "It's just we aren't friends and I assumed you'd need sleep after everything that happened. Sit down" Sidney added gesturing to the chair next to his bed. Jack realized he must look awkward standing in the middle of the room. He stepped up to the chair and sat down. He was close enough to Sidney to feel his breath, thankfully no longer labored. Up close he didn't look as broken. Maybe Jack had overreacted.
Sidney turned his head to look as Jack but shouted in pain. "Sidney!" jack gasped.
"Sorry, can't turn my head" Sidney breathed through gritted teeth.
"It's ok, just lay there" Jack told him, grabbing the edge of the bed. Sidney kept his eyes up, staring at the paneled ceiling.
"You saved me" Sidney said.
"No I didn't" Jack said without thinking.
"I would be dead if you weren't there" Sidney whispered. Sidney could feel the anger in Jacks by the way the bed began to tremble.
"How could someone do that!?" Jack growled, voicing the thought that had been bothering him for so long.
"They didn't think." Sidney said calmly and emotionlessly. There wasn't even a hint of anger. "They got carried away. They've never hurt me this bad before. They probably just assumed I'd crawl home like normal."
"LIKE NORMAL!" Jack shouted, before lowering his voice. "They did this to you before?" Sidney shrugged. The bed trembled more in the black belt's grip. "This is normal?"
"It's been happening for years" He sighed. "It wasn't just them though. I'm a nerd, a geek. I like dressing in tights and beating other nerds with foam swords." Jack suspected that he'd been insulted with that a lot. "I'm different and to the majority of the population that is wrong."
"Listen to me" Jack hissed, trying to keep calm. "No one will ever hurt you again, understand. No one will lay a hand on you."
"You don't have to protect me" Sidney sighed.
"I don't have to" Jack agreed. "But I need to. I won't let someone innocent be hurt. You're a good person. Being different shouldn't make it right to hurt you. You're not even different. There are tins of people who do this stuff for fun. You were surrounded by a dozen of them just a few hours ago." Sidney chuckled.
"Yea I guess you're right but in the end my knights aren't real. The swords aren't real. My world isn't real. In the real world I'm not a king. I'm a week weird nerd that no one likes."
"You're wrong" Jack said, something new in his voice.
"What?" Sidney asked, wanting to turn his head.
"You do have a knight." Jack stated. "I'm your knight. I'm going to defend you and if that makes you my king than your my king. You world isn't imaginary. Those knights and wizards and king are your friends. They're real people and even when you take off the costumes they will respect you like a king should be."
Sidney was shocked. He had no idea Jack could talk like that. Jack had just done something no one had ever done before. He made him feel normal. He made him feel loved.
"You're my night" Sidney whispered, eyes drooping.
"And you're my king" Jack finished. After the injured boy's eyes finally shut Jack left the room. He felt lighter than he had in a long time and not just since the incident.
"Jack!" Milton exclaimed jumping up when his friend entered the waiting room "Is he ok?"
"He's going to be fine" Jack told him. Milton wanted to ask about the smile on his friend's lips but at the last minute decided not to. If he was right than he should let Jack figure it out himself.
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