AN: Whoa what a response! Haha I got mixed reactions! I funnily got threatened to update as soon as possible to "fix this shit" lmao which really was hilarious all in it's self. Other people told me they feel as if they'd been hit by the car instead! Pfft as the saying goes, "Sorry, not sorry?" :) Thanks to those who reviewed and kudo'd! I love you guys!
They had gotten to the hospital in under fifteen minutes with the speeding prowess of Rosemary.
Although were you to ask his opinion it had taken far too long.
Seconds were blurring, and the minutes were rushing past too fast for his liking.
His head was a swimming mess, he was a mixture of dizzy and high strung to the point his body was vibrating and buzzing with the icy cold sweat of unwanted anxiety.
His mother looked surprisingly calm on the outside.
But then again she was a nurse and was used to it, she was far better suited to situations like this than he was.
She stood hovering off to his right dressed in the wonder woman printed scrubs she had fallen asleep in and hastily thrown on fuzzy slippers.
Her mid back auburn ringleted curls were held in a messy half bun atop her head, her emerald eyes were slightly red rimmed and tired holding a high level of worry in them even he wasn't used to seeing.
Nat shifted awkwardly next to him as well, he had a worn out expression on his usual smiling face that just didn't seem to belong there.
They had been told when they had first arrived that Edd had quickly been taken into surgery.
There had been no new news since.
Edd's parents had been called, but they had yet to show themselves.
Which was really starting to piss him off.
He had hurriedly sent a group text to Nazz and Marie to alert them about what had happened, but he hadn't checked to see their replies.
He just didn't have the mental strength to answer their questions right now.
Hopefully they would come soon.
He felt as if his world was being uprooted and he wasn't sure if he'd be able to handle this if the situation went more sour than it already was turning out to be.
As it is he felt his anger and fear swirling about his chest like an over active volcano about to erupt.
He felt like he was gonna puke to be honest, which wasn't what any of them needed right now so he swallowed down the feeling as best as he could.
Rosemary cleared her throat gently startling him nevertheless making him look to her quickly, "Baby why don't you sit down with Nat. Standing around aimlessly staring at the staff isn't going to make anything go any faster."
Slowly and soothingly she took her son's larger hand into her smaller one and lead him over to the waiting room chairs.
Several other people were waiting already with a set of their own worries and fear clearly painted across their faces.
He tried not to look at any of them.
Nat sat down next to him as soon as he'd been seated.
Funnily enough he didn't even remember sitting down.
Smiling sadly his mom smoothed out his bangs away from his forehead and kissed his temple before squeezing Nat's hand reassuringly, "Why don't I go get us some tea or coffee. Hmm? It'll settle our nerves a bit, I'll be right back okay? Nat please keep an eye on Kevin will you?"
Nathan nodded mutely, seeming to not trust his own voice.
Nodding to them Rosemary put on a brave face and made her way down the hall toward the cafeteria.
As soon as she was out of sight his shoulders began to tremble.
He gripped his hands at his sides tightly letting his fingers dig into his jeans, "What if he doesn't wake up?" He rasps out.
Nat seemed to stiffen at his side and was silent for a good minute before he took a deep breath to steady himself he spoke, "Nah dude...that doesn't sound like Double D now does it? I dunno about you but as far as I've known him I've never known him to give up on something so important before."
Offering a shaky smile to him the green haired teen nudged his shoulder with his own, "Besides, that's not how the happy endings to love stories go."
He hurriedly wipes at his eyes with the back of his hand as traitorous tears keep trying to leak out of them.
Shaking his head he lets out a wet sounding pained laugh, "You're so corny Nat, who said anything about a love story?"
Snorting Nat rolled his eyes, "You're totally not fooling anyone Kev, so why try to even pretend? It's too kinda late now anyways..."
"Yeah...who am I kidding?" He covered his face with his hands as if to hide from the pungent sterile smell around him of chemicals; hoping to at least maybe block out the sight of the doctors and nurses rushing about like worker bees.
"He's gonna be okay...right? He can't just...it can't end just like that! Not before...before I...fuck...this is just. This isn't right Nat, all of this is so very fucked up. I don't know what to do or feel..." His voice sounded small even to his own ears.
His best friend replied by draping a warm comforting arm around his shaking hunched shoulders, "Kev...I don't wanna say yeah he'll be fine, cause I don't wanna give you hope we don't have yet. But...I really, really hope so you know? All you can really do is believe in him, I think you owe him that much at least."
Tears fogged his vision, the kind that burnt the entire whole of your eyes.
The kind that made your throat seize and choke up in pain at the sheer weight of them escaping your body.
That raw kind of agonizing sorrow that swells up to the point you feel that if you don't let go that you'll seriously drown internally from it all.
So he let go, and for the first time since his dad left them he cried openly and with all that he had.
Hours seemed to pass, he wasn't quite sure because the passage of time seemed to elude him.
He wasn't sure if he was still stuck in the moment or passing through the seconds, minutes, and hours simultaneously all at once.
But he was soon jolted out of his thoughts when he heard his name being called; plus his ears picked up the sound of the hurried slap of sneaker clad feet running toward him.
"Kevin! Oh gods..." Nazz came over crushing him into a warm frenzied hug.
Tears clung to her reddened cheeks and lashes as she buried her head into his neck, "We came as soon as we could...but they wouldn't let us just leave school."
Marie stood silently behind her, her usual cockiness and bravado a thing of the past.
She was paler than usual and seemed almost smaller than she really was, her black eyeliner was smudged around the edges showing that she too had been crying quite recently even if no tears were currently present.
Her arms were harshly folded against her chest as if she was holding herself back from punching or attacking anyone who tried to come near to her.
Nat stood up and gently pried Nazz from him.
Which he silently was thankful for, as much as it was nice to be cared about he didn't want to be coddled.
Nazz merely issued soft sobs and immediately clung to her second best friend.
He looked up at Marie, his dull emerald meeting stormy conflicted ice blue, "He's in surgery still, and his parents still haven't shown up."
Sparks of anger filtered through Marie's eyes briefly before she gingerly sat next to him.
"Figures, they always were shitheads. Why would they give a flying fuck if their son was hit by a car and left to die in a hospital bed all alone?" She spit out harshly.
Nazz sniffled and looked alarmed her bright blue eyes wide in shock, "Don't say such things! He's not...he's not dying Marie!"
Marie glared and he could almost see the invisible protective barriers erecting themselves behind her eyes, "Get over yourself Blondie. He's in critical condition, not many people survive that kind of shit and live to tell the tale; there's no such thing as miracles in the real world."
Nat's fingers gripped the sides of Nazz's shoulder tightly and he turned his head toward Marie his eyes alit with a strange fire he had never seen before lit in them.
"Look Marie, just because you're scared as fuck doesn't give you the right to dash everyone's hopes. Yeah it doesn't look good, but that doesn't mean it's completely hopeless, and you've got no right to call yourself his best friend if you've already given up on him."
Marie sat stunned into silence before she pulled her knees against her chest and hid her face into them.
The only sign that she was crying was the subtle shake of her shoulders quivering.
Lifting a hesitant shaking hand he let it fall atop her head and he leaned his own head against her shoulder, "We're all scared, but he's not alone if he's got us.
Rosemary watched them all her green eyes glistening with tears as she hid herself behind a magazine to give them all privacy.
Nat nodded in agreement, "He'll never be alone with us by his side. Never again..."
"That's right." Nazz murmured weakly.
Apparently Edd had only been in surgery for two hours much to his disbelief.
It seemed like several hours to him.
They had been through at least three cups of coffee or tea each by now.
And that's when it happened.
Two fucking hours AFTER their son had been taken to the hospital in critical condition they arrived.
Isabelle and Alastair Vincent looked too calm and collected to be the parents of a child who had just been hit by a car and landed in emergency surgery.
It completely sickened him how aloof they seemed.
Alastair was speaking calmly and quietly to the head nurse on call, while Isabelle herself was on her cellphone of all things.
His mom stood up and walked over to both of them and began explaining what she knew of the situation.
Which in turn began to annoy both of Edd's parents by their postures and body language.
After what seemed like forever his mom came back to sit by them her eyebrows furred together in frustration, "I've never met more infuriating people in my life...and believe me as a nurse I've come across plenty!" She murmured softly so only they could hear.
"Is he out of surgery yet Ma?" He asked hopefully.
Looking to him her gaze instantly softened, "He was just taken to the ICU to rest. Unfortunately for us they don't normally let anyone other than family in to visit unless granted permissions by the family themselves."
He felt the floor fall away from out under him.
He couldn't see him?
Even if he was okay?
What if he got worse?
He'd never know until it was too late!
Before he could stop himself he was on his feet and stalking toward both Isabelle and Alastair.
"You are two fucking hours late, you call yourselves parents? Where the hell were you that it was so fucking goddamn important that you had to miss two hours of your own son being in emergency surgery?"
Isabelle locked her phone and pocketed it, "Is this him?" She asked her husband.
Alastair merely nodded in disinterest.
Isabelle locked eyes with him and he hated her almost instantly.
How dare she have the same color eyes as Edd yet be so cruel.
Those eyes looked so wrong looking out at him from her face.
"Kevin was it?" Isabelle inquired.
Taken a back for a split second he nodded dumbly, "Yeah.."
"I've heard some very interesting things involving you and my son, Kevin. Things I'm not quite sure I like mind you, care to tell me your side of things so we can properly put this to an end?" Her cyan blue eyes were icy and calculating nothing like Edd's now that he thought about it.
Edd's eyes were caring and warm, and made his stomach flip flop when they crinkled around the edges when he'd smile that gap toothed smile that could only ever be his.
No she was nothing like her son, and for that I guess he was thankful for.
"Depends on what you've heard. An as for putting it to an end, that's really not up to you now is it ?" He spoke calmly in challenge.
Her eyes flashed dangerously but slowly a cool smile twitched upon her red lips, "Is that so?"
"Well, do you know what IS up to me Kevin? Whether or not you get to see my son while he recovers." She smiled a sugary coated smile at him, "Be careful how you speak to me from here onward, we wouldn't want you to say something that you will regret."
He glared down at her his eyes flaring in anger as he clenched his fists at his sides.
"I just want to be able to see him, to make sure he's okay...please, I'll do anything."
Smirking softly Isabelle looked like a cat who had just caught the canary, "Anything?"
Suddenly he felt very trapped and he didn't know why, but he knew he'd soon find out.