The Little Boy Who Had Hope and a Red Balloon

Chapter 7: Never Alone

A/N: Hello fantastic peopleeeee! I really need to use better adjectives don't I?😂I'll be working on that. Well by now if you don't know what I'm going to say next, I'll be hurt😟anyways GO FORWARD TO READ THE STORY YOU MUGGLES😂*huge Harry Potter fan* I was about to start writing but then I forgot what I wrote last😂

Mathias got up at the sight of Georgie's puzzled expression. He greeted the receptionist, "Is there any way I could maybe get this checked out?" The wound was starting to itch and cause discomfort, no matter what position he stood in.

"Umm.... let me check with one of the nurses." She replied, giving him a wary glance. Georgie tugged on his shirtsleeve, "Are you getting help?" "I might Georgie, I just might get help." Mathias replied. There was a deeper meaning behind his words, but Georgie was not aware of Mathias's past behaviors.

The woman from the front desk had gone off to where some nurses were standing by the filing cabinet. She read in conversation with the one who was sifting through the many files, nodding absentmindly.

Georgie looked up, noticing the women were done talking and the receptionist had obtained the answer they were patiently waiting for. "The thing is, we're a hospital. We cannot always take walk-ins. I know you're aware of this procedure, right?" Mathias nodded, feeling himself weakening further.

"Look, I'm not trying to be rude but if I don't get help soon I might pass out." The woman's eyes widened. "Well, let me see what I can do! I will be back in a second. Watch him, will you dear?" She said to Georgie. He nodded gripping Mathias's hand.

With that, she disappeared into a back room. The other nurses in the receptionist area did not pay much attention to them. They stood there, people being called into the back for evaluations and if needed, immediate care. Hospitals always had so many things going on at once. Lives had to be saved, surgeries had to be in progress, CPR, CAT scans, MRIs all happening in one building.

Georgie was engrossed by the orderly fashion. No mistakes could be made, it seemed to him. "Sir? There is a doctor who will take you. Do not worry about payment for now. We should be able to deal with that later." The woman had returned, and with good news.

Georgie was elated. "Mathias!! They are gonna get you help! We did it!" He danced around Mathias's legs, then giving him a tight hug. Georgie was sure to not hurt Mathias.

"Thank you, really. But, I am going to pass out." With that being said, Mathias swayed where he stood. He would have lost his balance if it were not for the doctor who caught him. "Okay, I think we should get you to an evaluation room. That wound does not look too good."

"Heh, that's what everyone says. Do they do anything? No. I would not have either, but Georgie here, he dragged me." Mathias breathed out slowly, chest heaving more heavily than before.

"Oh you have a sense of humor don't you? Well I am just going to grab you a wheelchair and then we will get you checked out." The doctor said. "Sounds good to me Doc. Hurry, because even though I'm in good shape for my age, I'd rather not push myself to the extremes." Mathias said, resting his hand against the glass window of the receptionist area.

"Here we are, now just ease back into the wheelchair. Yes, that is it. Okay, time to get that nasty wound checked out." Mathias lowered himself into the wheelchair slowly. "Thank you in advance." He said. With that the doctor, Mathias, and Georgie headed down the hallway to one of the many evaluation rooms.