No one had really processed the events of that night, but after everything the majority party had found themselves in the hospital waiting room.
The monotone voices of nurses and patents made Mia's heart beat faster, the beeping of the heart monitor she was hooked up to didn't help her nerves,
"I want to see Will" Mia groaned for the fourth time that hour as she starred down at her brother and dad from the hospital bed she was forced upon,
"He isn't awake." Stiles glared, clearly tired and probably confused, "You have to stay in here till the doctor says otherwise anyway"
"I'm fine! I've got the stitches in my stupid face, hand and leg, they've already stuffed my foot in this stupid boot, I don't need my heart monitoring"
"Honey," Jim shook his head, his eyes meeting her pleading ones.
"Please dad, I need to see the boys, I'm worried about them"
"they'r--" stiles started, but was soon cut off
"fine. fine.... Stiles, go tell a nurse we're taking her to sit with the rest in the waiting room, ok?" he shooed his son away as he helped his daughter to her feet, passing her her crutches and holding every door open for her as she got into the waiting room. despite the majority of people in the waiting room either being asleep or zoned out, Mia's eyes caught Mike Wheeler sat anxiously waiting to hear about his best friend while at the same time tried to cope with the loss he had to experience at school. His elbows rested on his knees which were both bouncing at a fast pace. Mia plopped herself down next to him, struggling a little as she eventually placed a hand on his shoulder,
"Hey," She whispered and caught the look in his eyes when he saw the bandage on her face, hand and the boot around her leg "Do not worry about me, I'm completely fine, just a couple stitches and a slightly fractured leg," she shoved his shoulder jokingly, his face muscles only slightly relaxed before he leant into her and hugged her, letting a few tears drop onto her dirty hoodie. Even though she wanted to, Mia refused to cry in front of the boys. she didn't want them to see her break down. As she looked around the room at everyone else her eyes landed on Steve, his eyebrows furrowed as he scanned her body, more specifically, everywhere she'd hurt. Once he saw her eyes on him he mouthed 'Are you ok?' to which she returned a nod and a soft smile.
The sound of the door opening alerted everyone who was wake. Jonathan stood there with a small smile, which made everyone's moods turn for the better. Mia watched as the three boys rush passed the older byers and to the door of Wills room, instantly greeting him.
"Hi," Jonathan sighed as he made his way towards the girl, "How's your leg?"
She rolled her eyes playfully "why is everyone worrying about me? Will is the person who needs the attention..."
"You matter too Mia," he grabbed her bandage free hand and rubbed his thumb over her knuckles "How is your leg?" he asked again,
"Fractured, but I'll get it off before Christmas"
"How'd you fracture it?"
she leant up to his ear "Maybe the huge monster stepping on my leg several times, and it getting caught on your coffee table. Maybe that's why" she shook her head, leaving a annoyed smile on his lips. The door opened again, this time reviling Dustin stood there,
"Mia! Will is asking for you" He smiled,
"Really?"
the curly haired boy nodded as he walked up to her and gave Jonathan a hand as they got her standing with her crutches, and then they walked ahead of her slowly, making sure she didn't fall as she wobbled her way into his room. the poor boy looked horrible- drained as he was sat up in bed with tubes up his nose. she shot him a small smile as Joyce sat up and gave the girl her seat, Will's face dropped,
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Fanfiction"N-no Steve... no I've told you once I can't do this again..." Mia muttered as she cried, everything displayed in front of her overwhelming her. She always had to choose. Wether it's between boys, friends, even life or death. Mia was always choosin...
