Puppy Love ||OHSHC||

Chapitre Vingt Sept

I could hear a steady beeping off to my left, and my nose tickled as the canula pushed oxygen into my nostrils. 

I opened my eyes seeing a familiar blond head, my hand in his. I pulled my hand from his and his head flew up at the sensation. 

"Mathieu, you're awake, you're okay," Tamaki breathed in relief, wrapping me in his arms. I gently pushed him off.

"I don't want to see you," I stated, my voice hoarse. I was so angry with him, it felt like my heart was going to explode.

"Mathieu, please?" He pleaded softly. 

"I said leave," I whispered, not being able to look him in the eyes. Tamaki lowered his head and walked out of the room quietly. I noticed Kyoya was leaning against the door frame.

"Do you know why he left?" Kyoya asked. 

"Kyoya, I really don't care right now," I stated, ignoring the tears that ran down my face. 

"He accepted the marriage because he'd get to see his mother again," Kyoya said. 

I swallowed the lump in my throat. 

Sometimes, I really hated Kyoya. I hated the way he was always right.

"Then, Then that's fine, let him, he should, he should cherish her as much as he can, but, he could have at least told me," I choked as I tried not to cry.  I wanted to see my mother too. More than anything.

Kyoya sighed and took his leave. Why did I always push everyone away? I wanted to call out to him, or Tamaki, but, I just couldn't.

I looked around the room through blurry eyes. I saw a small table with a bottle of pills. I reached over and grabbed them. I sat up with a painful groan. 

There were red-stained bandages all up my arms and torso and around my head. Everything throbbed and ached.

I looked at the bottle of pain pills in my hands. 

Everything and everyone would be so much better off without me. All I did was cause trouble.

I took out my Iv and took off the breathing tube. I got up and stumbled my way into the bathroom. 

I just wanted all this pain to go away. I just want it to be over. I just want to see my mother again and be held by her. 

I took a big drink of water from the faucet and popped a handful of pain pills into my mouth. I tossed the bottle into the trash can swallowed thickly as I held onto the sink. I stared at my swollen face in the mirror. 

"I hate you," I spat, my lip quivering as I stared at myself.

"Mr. Nanase! Let's get you back into bed," One of the nurses gasped upon entering my room.

Once I was put back into my bed I closed my eyes and prayed I wouldn't wake up.

When I opened my eyes I was in a white room. The room was almost bare, there were bars on the windows and there was a fat camera in the middle of the ceiling. 

I couldn't help but cry. I was so close. I almost got to see her again and even I ruined that. I ruined everything.

The door opened and a doctor walked in. 

"I'm glad to see you're awake Mr. Nanase. How are you feeling?" He asked. 

I took a deep breath. "Like crap," I murmured honestly.

"Yeah, that is to be expected. We're going to keep you under observation for a little while, just until you feel better, okay? You've been through a lot, but we'll help you get through it," The doctor reassured me.

I didn't say anything in response and looked over to the windows. I just wished he would leave me alone.

"You have a visitor, do you want them to come in?" The doctor asked. 

"Who is it?" I questioned. 

"The Fujioka's," The doctor confirmed.

"Go ahead," I sighed. 

I sat up carefully with a soft wince. I felt bloated and my stomach ached. The doctor left and Haruhi and Ranka walked in. Tadeo jumped onto the bed and started to attack me with kisses. I smiled softly as he laid down in between my legs. 

Haruhi wrapped her arms around me. 

"I'm so sorry," I trembled, suddenly feeling guilty and regretful. She shushed me and petted my hair. Ranka held my hand and stood next to me quietly.

"Don't ever scare us like that again!" Haruhi snapped at me when she pulled away.

"I promise," I said with a tearful laugh.

Haruhi and Ranka both wrapped their arms around me and I hugged them tightly.

"Tamaki is in the waiting room. Can he see you?" Haruhi asked. I nodded. 

Ranka leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I love you, kiddo," She said softly, leaving the room with Tadeo.

After they both left, Tamaki ran in and threw himself at me. I wrapped my arms around him as he cried quietly. 

"Tamaki," I said softly, my voice breaking. 

"I'm so sorry," Tamaki sobbed, holding onto me like he was afraid I was going to leave again.

"Tamaki, look at me," I beckoned.

Tamaki looked up at me with tear-streaked face. I wiped my thumbs under his eyes and caressed his cheek.

"No one should stop you from seeing your mother. I just want you to be happy," I said softly, doing my best not to cry. 

"But I want you! I want to spend the rest of my life with you! I want to make a family with you and I want to grow old with you! I can't live without you, I can't. I need you!" Tamaki sobbed, burying his face back into my shoulder. 

I rubbed his back as he cried. Once he had calmed down, I brought his face up slightly and pressed a soft kiss to his trembling lips. He pulled away and hugged me again, his head on my chest, like he was trying to reassure himself that my heart was still beating.

"I will get her back. I promise," I said softly. He got into my bed and curled up beside me.

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