Part Four
The journey to the St. An's Hospital was mostly silent as their thoughts continued to go back to Angel and his current condition. It had been at Charlie's request and had to use her leverage as princess just to have the paramedics allow her and her friends to ride with Angel in the ambulance.
Charlie never liked using her power as Princess to get her way, but she knew this would be the only way to allow them to be at Angel's side.
Charlie held Angel's hand, gripping it tight as she looked down at her unconscious friend.
After what had felt like hours, they finally reached the hospital, arriving at the main lobby as the paramedics took Angel to surgery.
As much as Charlie wanted to follow behind, even the mention of being a princess didn't allow her entry; the doctor stating, "I'm sorry, Princess.. But this is a delicate procedure.. I'm afraid you will have to wait outside."
Charlie wanted to protest but went quiet as Vaggie gently took her hand. Charlie let out a shaky breath and reluctantly nodded before turning around and going to the nearby waiting room with her friends.
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No one spoke as they all sat in the waiting room. Alastor stood near the wall, lost in his thoughts on what had just occurred. Charlie had started pacing endlessly, hugging herself as Vaggie tried her best to comfort her. Husk, Sir Pentious, and Niffty were trying hard to keep themselves preoccupied as time passed by at an agonizingly slow pace.
After five hours and twenty-four minutes, the doors opened and Angel was wheeled out.
Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Sir Pentious, and Niffty were shocked and horrified at the sight of their friend. Alastor stood frozen, staring at the still form on the gurney; the smile he had been trying to keep on his face becoming more difficult as he got a good look at Angel.
Angel's entire midsection was wrapped up in thick swathes of bandages as more bandages covered one side of his face.
"Angel!"
Charlie tried to run to her friend but Vaggie grabbed her arm, holding her back. Charlie continued calling to Angel, her tears streaming down her face as Angel was taken to the I.C.U. to recover.
Charlie nearly collapsed to her knees as she started to cry.
"Charlie.. Charlie, it's going to be okay.." Vaggie whispered, holding her tight.
Alastor could only vaguely hear the conversation as he watched Angel being taken away to recover. His shoulders started shaking and breathing was becoming shaky and shallow. His hands were beginning to shake as they balled into fists.
After recovering a bit, Charlie looked over at Alastor and made her way over to his side. Vaggie looked at her in surprise and reached out to stop her but stopped when Sir Pentious placed a hand on her shoulder and shook his head, soon turning back to Charlie as she made her way over to the Radio Demon.
"Al?" Charlie said quietly.
Alastor turned to look at her. His usual smile not fully present.
Charlie could see a slight glint in his eyes and wasn't sure what it could be. She nonetheless pulled him into a tight hug, catching Alastor off guard.
Alastor's body went stiff for a moment before he shakily began to lift his arms up to accept the embrace as Charlie held him and started to cry.
As Angel was stabilized, they were given the opportunity to visit their friend. However, due to hospital policy, only two visitors were allowed at a time, forcing the friends in taking turns to visit Angel. At Charlie's persistence, she and Alastor were the first to visit Angel.
They could feel a tension in the air as they were led to an unassuming room by the doctor. However, as the doctor opened the door, Charlie and Alastor stood at the door, staring into white sterile white room at the bed and its sole occupant.
Angel looked so small, surrounded by beeping machines and stuck all over with wires and tubes. His skin was exposed where they had shaved his fur, leaving ugly pink patches, slightly raised where needles poked in. A thick swathe of bandaging encompassed his entire midsection. The only thing they could see was Angel's eyes, the lower half of his face being obscured by a breathing mask. The steady hum of the heart rate monitor filled the room. Each beep showed that he was still alive.
It took Charlie every ounce of willpower to try and hold back her sobs, fresh tears running down her cheeks.
Alastor could only stare at the still form of the once loud and obnoxious adult film actor who was now reduced to a motionless bed-ridden form.
Without thinking, Alastor slowly made his way to the bed, taking in the sight of the heart rate monitor as it let out the steady beeping. He fought down his emotions, refusing to let them overwhelm him.
"You must fight it Angel.. you must get through this my dear.."
Angel didn't respond. He hadn't so much as flickered in all the time Angel's friends had been there. Charlie made her way over to the bed, taking Angel's hand in hers and squeezing it tight as she clenched her eyes shut.
"Angel.. Please Angel.. You need to w-wake up.."
As Charlie started to cry, Alastor heard a buzzing noise and noticed it had come from from Angel's phone which had been over twenty messages from the one who had caused all of this.
Alastor's eyes flashed with anger as he saw the multitude of text messages, noticing how the messages switched back and forth between being threats to saying how he didn't mean it and for him to come back.
It was however, Valentino's last text that caused Alastor anger rise to a breaking point; 'I'm coming to get you.'
Alastor stared at the screen as his breathing began to quicken. His hand gripped onto the device a seething anger washing over him at the sight of the texts.
"Alastor?"
Charlie's next words were cut off as they heard a sudden commotion outside. Author's Note: I would like to apologize for making this scene seem a bit rushed but I'm not good at writing hospital scenes.. Also, I would like to say that I know this scene seems to have been cut a bit short but I've been trying to keep a consistent number of words per chapter.. I will do my best to get more up soon..