AN—sorry for the cliffhanger in the last chapter, I couldn't help myself. I'm exciteddddd, stuff is finally starting to happen!!
Hope you enjoy it!!
Love as always❤️❤️I drop the phone, millions of horrendous possibilities flooding my head. My breathing has become uneven and I can hear Carol on the phone saying "hello?" repeatedly. June takes my face in her hands. "Hey," she says, "Hey, It'll be ok. Just take a deep breath and pick up the phone. We got this."
I nod and do as she says apologizing to Carol. "Sorry, I'll be on my way over in a sec. What happened?"
"We'll inform you of that when you get here. Come as fast as you can but drive safe. When you come in, I'll be at the front desk. It'll be ok Daniel."
I thank her and hang up. I have never been happier that my birthday is when it is and I have my license already. What I don't have is a car. June stands up, already reading my mind. "Come on, we can take mine."
"Thanks" I mutter, trying to calm down. I can feel my anxiety taking over. We run out of the cafeteria and towards the office when we get there June stops and I realize I have to tell them where we are going.
"Family emergency, I just got a call from the hospital, we need to leave," I say urgently
"Fine, Mr. Wing you can go, Ms. Iparis doesn't need to accompany you, she isn't family." She glares slightly at June.
"Ma'am, with all due respect June is family and she has the car so please shut the fuck up and let us leave." With that, I grab June's hand and run out of the building.
When we get to the car June stops. "Maybe I should drive?" she suggests, "you might not be the best diver right now."
I nod and climb in the passenger seat, simultaneously pulling up directions to the hospital on my phone. I prop it up so June can see and lay my head against the headrest, closing my eyes. I breathe deeply trying the quell the building anxiety I feel. Breaking down in June's car while she is trying to drive won't help anyone.
I spend the rest of the ride with my eyes closed trying not to imagine what horrible things could have happened. I am subconsciously aware that June is driving probably way too fast. Risking getting pulled over for getting there faster. I hear sirens and know we are close.
I begin unbuckling my seatbelt and as soon as June pulls up to the front entrance I hope out. "I'm going to find a spot to park in the garage, I'll meet you inside."
I reach out and give her hand a squeeze "Thank you June." she gives a small smile and with that, I run into the hospital.
The sliding glass doors take like 100 years to open and when I finally get inside I sprint up to the front desk. "Are you Carol?" I ask. She nods.
"Daniel?"
"Yeah, now please tell me what the hell happened."
"If you follow me you can talk to the doctor over here." I don't understand how she is so calm, or how a person can walk as slow as she does.
She leads me to a small room with no windows and plain beige walls. A middle-aged harsh looking woman with a lab coat on stands up and takes my hand. We shake and she motions for me to sit down. I don't. "Please," I beg "just tell me why I'm here. What happened?" I'm on the verge of tears now.
The doctor clears her throat. "I am Dr. Jameson." Her voice is as harsh as her appearance. "I regret to inform you that there was a fire at your house, your mother and brother, John did not survive"
My entire world flips upside down. I can't see or hear. I can't breathe. There's a ringing in my ear and I can vaguely tell that someone is speaking still. I think I sat down. I think I'm curled into a ball in one of the uncomfortable chairs Dr. Jameson wanted me to sit in. I think the whole world has ended. I think. I think.
And just as suddenly as before, the world flips again. It flips and rearranges itself so that there is one thought in my head and one thought only. After a few moments of trying, I am able to speak this thought. "Eden?" My voice doesn't sound like my own. It sounds completely and utterly foreign.
"Eden is safe and stable in a room down the hall. He sustained fairly serious burns to his face, eyes, and left forearm. I can take you to him now if you wish."
"Yes." I croak out "Yes I wish." Someone takes my shoulders and steers me out and down the hall. We stop in front of a room with a closed door and I realize that they are waiting for me to open it. I reach out slowly and turn the handle. The sight in front of me racks my body with sobs.
Eden is curled into a smaller ball than I thought possible, hugging a spare pillow as if his life depended on it. He has bandages wrapped all over him, including his head. Actually, almost the entirety of his head is covered in bandages, even his eyes. I can hear soft sobs escaping him, he's not even trying to hold them in. My headstrong, sarcastic baby brother is full out sobbing in a hospital bed. There's a nurse sitting on the edge of the bed, awkwardly rubbing his back, the only place without bandages.
I run over, practically shoving the nurse away while simultaneously thanking him for his attempted efforts at comforting My brother. I reach out and touch Eden's should and he immediately tenses up. It takes me a few moments to control myself but I eventually manage to speak. "Eden. Eden, It's me. It's Daniel."
He immediately sits up, which must be painful. "Daniel?" he sobs "Is it actually you?" He's not looking in the right direction.
"Yeah kid, it's me. I'm here" I gently grab his shoulder and pull him towards me. Once he knows where I am, he lunges for me, burying his head in my chest and pushing himself towards me over and over as if he can get closer than he already is. I wrap my arms around him, trying to be gentle in case he is in pain but he doesn't seem to be hurting.
"I, I....I, I c, coul-"He tries to get words out through his sobs but I stop him.
"Hey, hey, shhh don't try to talk. It's ok. Just stay right here." I'm crying too. Holding Eden in my arms, I lay down in the bed, trying the get around the wires that are attached to him. I face away from the door where I can still see the nurse and Dr. Jameson.
He's still trying to say something so I lean in. "I- I don't, I don't like that doctor. Sh...she's not, she's not a good p...person." He says this so quietly and I am filled with red hot anger. If she did anything to harm him...I take a deep breath and turn my head.
"Can we have a few moments alone please?" I ask in my nicest voice possible, which isn't very nice right now.
"Of course" replies Dr. Jameson and I feel Eden tense up at the sound of her voice.
When I'm sure they are gone, I turn back to Eden, meaning to ask him about why he seems so afraid of his doctor but I decide that we can deal with that later. Right now he needs me.
I run my hand up and down his back, similar to what the nurse was doing but I do it like I've had it done to me all my life. Like how my mother does it. Did it. I run one finger up and down the length of his spine, using my other arm to hold him close.
Whispering small, quiet words of comfort, I feel him slowly begin to relax against me, and eventually, I even hear his sobs turn into short hiccuping breaths. I rest my chin on the top of his head and close my eyes.
Soon I hear the door open again and I am about to get angry, thinking it's Dr. Jameson but when I turn around I see June. She has tears in her eyes as she makes her way over, climbing into the bed with us so that she is big spooning me. Eden tenses up again and gasps "Daniel, who is that?"
"It's ok Eden, It's just June." I feel his muscles physically relax.
"Oh, June come over here." She does as she is told, getting up again and laying next to Eden instead of me. She reaches out and strokes his head on top of his bandages. He uncurls from me and tucks his head into her chest. I continue to run my finger over his back and we stay like that until we all stop crying and Eden is asleep.
AN—I hope I didn't overdo it on the cuddles. There's nothing I love more than good sibling cuddles even in sad times. ❤️❤️
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