War of hearts // Thiam

Blame

"Theo!"

"Theo!"

My eyes snapped open again. They darted around seeing white wall after white wall go past me, they kept looking till I noticed a familiar face.

"Theo its Melissa. Melissa Mcall, Scott's mum can you hear me?" I nodded and she seemed to visibly relax.

"Do you know where you are?" I shook my head no.

"Your in the hospital okay? You were in a incident and you need to go into surgery. We need your consent before we can go any further." I thought for a moment.

"Theo you don't have much time..." She said almost sadly. Her sad for me? No way she probably wanted me dead. Melissa took the mask off my face I opened my mouth to reply but nothing came out. My eyes widened in alarm.

"Theo just a nod. That's all it takes!" I gave her a small nod and she breathed a sigh of relief placing the mask back on my face.

"We have consent get this boy into surgery!" She said looking down at me. "Your gonna be okay."

That was the last thing I remember till I blacked out again leaving my life literally in her hands.

* * * *

The next time I woke up something felt different? like not right or out of place. I could see most of the room in front of me as I was clearly sat up. There was a small desk in the corner of the room with literally nothing on it but a piece of paper and a pen. What was the point? There was two chairs next to the bed and a tv screen in front of me on the wall. A weird beeping sound was driving me crazy, it was coming off a monitor that stood next to the bed. I glanced at it, it was similar to ones the dread doctors had in their lab. I saw a bit of the line on it spike up as I thought of them. I frowned. Weird?

It was something else though, not the room, not the fifty monitors next to my bed? Something else... I tried to move my hands managing to get them from the side of my body to resting on my stomach and slowly getting them up to my neck. I felt around my face feeling that same mask over my mouth as before but the brace was missing around my neck. I couldn't feel anything on my neck it just hurt to touch. My head was next I could feel a bandage around the back looping round to the front for support. Nothing that I wasn't expecting. I moved back down feeling the place in my stomach that was gushing blood before. I could feel the stitches but it still wasn't that. My legs felt normal as did my toes. What the hell was it? I moved my hands back up to my chest trying to rest them there and that's when I noticed it. My heart gone...

* * * *

I sat up in bed clutching my chest the breath physically caught in my throat.

"Theo, Theo your safe your okay." Melissa tried to sooth me. I couldn't breathe as I grabbed onto my top willing the air to fill my lungs. Melissa saw my problem placing the same mask over my face again immediately I breathed the oxygen in falling onto my back my hands gripping my shirt.

"Shh your okay, your okay." She soothed smoothing her hand over my hair. A tear slipped from the corner of my eye as I caught my breath. I never cried... only when I hurt bad. And I don't hurt this bad often.

"Hunny why aren't you healing." Melissa said softly and I looked up at her as clueless as she. I didn't know why I wasn't healing I had ever other time I got hurt. Why was this any different? I blinked another tear escaping and sliding down my cheek.

"Theo you need to heal." She said and I shook my head. "Why can't you?" I looked at the desk in the corner remembering the paper and pen from my dream. Melissa followed my eyesight and grabbed the objects placing them in my shaking hands. I couldn't see what I was writing just felt the swish of the pen.

"Blame." She read frowning. "What does that mean..." her eyes widened and she left the room. I didn't know if she'd be back so I just lay there glancing around occasionally touching my chest to make sure it wasn't another dream. The pain in my abdomen had gone, they must have done something about it. My wrists were at least moveable now and my head didn't hurt as bad.

I heard the door open and close again, my head turned to the sound.

"Theo Scott's just here to help." She said and I looked at the boy as he stared at me taking in what he saw in front of him.

"Why isn't he healing?" He asked and I turned my head away as Melissa held up what I wrote.

"Blame..." he read out thinking for a moment. I decided to help them again scribbling down something else.

"Derek." Scott said as I showed him.

"Should I go get him?" Melissa asked turning to go but Scott stopped her.

"No... I get it." He said walking over to me. I looked at him his eyes darting around at the equipment around my bed finally resting on the mask resting on my face. I shook my head as he put a hand on it taking it off.

"Scott!" Melissa shouted running over but he stopped her.

"Theo." I couldn't breath again, the air was caught up in my throat.

"Theo you don't deserve this, it isn't your fault." He said and I looked at him. "You don't deserve to be hurt, you don't have to suffer. This isn't your fault..." I heard the sincerity in his voice and saw the way his eyes softened as he spoke. Whatever he did worked as I breathed in again the oxygen filling my lungs. I coughed fighting for the air and Scott finally let Melissa through. She rubbed my back as I caught my breath. I looked at Scott.

"What was that about!" Melissa said angrily.

"He just needed to know it's okay. He doesn't deserve this."