W-Where is He?

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((Xanders POV))

Everything was blurry...I tried to open my eyes but, it was slightly harder. The beeping of the heart monitor echoed in my ear over and over again. I managed to get my head to move to the side and there stood to be a doctor 

"Oh thank goodness you're awake," She said putting a glass of water beside my bed. She soon sat next to me on the bed "How are you feeling" 

"I-i'm a little shaken.." I said trying to sit myself up gently taking the glass of water and drinking it slowly 

"Do you remember what happened?" She asked 

"A-All I can remember is...I was up on the school crying because of a video that was put up online about me and my boyfriend and Luke came up to me and had me over the edge of the school rooftop...and I remember screaming (Y/N) help me please help me...and now I'm here.." I said and now my head started hurting I drank the rest of the water 

The nurse gently grabbed my hand "Xander...This boy Luke threw you off the building and (Y/N) ran and fell with you...He took most of the fall damage...You're both here in the hospital..." She said having a sad expression 

I looked at her I wanted to cry "...Please tell me he's ok..Please tell me he's ok..!" I cried. 

"He hasn't woken up yet...But, we're doing everything we can...His ribs are badly damaged and he has a bad scar on his right eye...Please don't stress" She tried to comfort me but, nothing she was saying helped me in any way. 

All I could think was it's all my fault...I shouldn't have ran to the roof...I should've just ignored it and stayed in my classroom and went about my normal life but, no I couldn't I just had to run and get my boyfriend killed...He's gonna die because of me...I started to cry more 

The nurse pulled me in for a hug "Listen...I'll give you an hour or two for you to adjust yourself and get ready and I'll take you to see him...How does that sound..?" She sounds concerned but, hopeful 

I gave a slight nod and she left my room. Was she telling me the truth? Did (Y/N) really jump off the roof for me...I curled up hugging my knees close to my chest I was crying a little. He better not be dead please no...

After my thoughts got the best of me I went to the bathroom to have a shower. I took my shirt off and saw the scar I had on my shoulder was stitched up and the bruises were pretty much healed some still clearly visible. Looking at myself seemed unfair. The beatings and the fall should've hurt me more...Not him. After my shower, I found my clothes and put them on. I soon opened the door of my hospital room and saw that nurse who stood there waiting for me. 

"Are you ready to see him...?" She asked me holding her clipboard 

I nodded and she led me towards the elevator and pushed the button. A little awkward silence later the elevator soon came and she pressed the button heading to the fifth floor. I started to play with my jacket sleeves. My heartfelt like it was about to be ripped out of my chest. My breathing started to become fast and loud I crouched in the corner of the elevator and started to cry again I didn't want this. What if I can't look at him? What if he's dead? It's all my fault. Thoughts started to get to me badly all I want is his soft hands on my cheeks and telling me he's ok and not holding onto dear life...

The nurse saw me and crouched down next to me placing her hands on my shoulders "Hey. Hey. Hey shhh. it's ok...You'll get to see him...I know this is scary but, he'll know you're there..." She gave me a reassuring smile. She soon helped me up and we made our way out of the elevator

Nurses and Doctors were everywhere their white coats not far behind them like shadows during a sunny day. it started to feel overwhelming with emotions. Soon we reached the room

"Here we are," She said standing near the window of the room

I looked at the nurse and then peered through the window and saw (Y/N). His shirt was off. A white bandage was around his rib cage, green and purple covered his body dried blood was around his hairline. His eyes were completely closed and I could slightly see the scar over his right eye. The heart monitor was beeping. Thank god he's still alive

The Nurse opened the door to let me in. 

I walked inside the room and was shaking a little bit pulling my sleeves up to my wrists and I sat on the bed next to me. Seeing (Y/N) in this state sent pains going to my heart feeling it break so much. Tears started rolling down my face landing on the bandages. I placed my hand on his cheek being as gentle as I possibly could 

"I should quickly warn you...He's in a coma...We aren't sure how long it will last but, from a fall like that it could possibly be three days maybe more...I'm terribly sorry. I'll leave you both be.." The nurse looked down in despair and closed the door behind her 

'At least it's better than being dead' I thought to myself it did take a lot of weight off my shoulders but, still his skin was getting pale and the scars were everywhere, and knowing his ribs are broken and he's in this state makes the tears stream faster. I lowered my head down onto his forehead crying quietly 

I soon grabbed his hand holding it tightly kissing it and soon holding his hand close to my beating heart. It was going faster by the minute. I looked at his scarred face and laid down next to him on the bed gently 

"P-Please...Come home...W-Where are you...?" I whispered soon drifting off to sleep keeping his hand in mine 

'W-Where is he..?"


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