I Waited For You... - A Mewgulf Fiction

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Gulf opened his eyes slowly. The long sleep still blurring his vision but not completely. He looked around. White walls, heavy and dark curtains, wierd smell hit his nose, and it took him just few seconds to realise that he was in a hospital.
He looked at his hands who were sunk into wires, besides him a drip stand with two bottles dripping into him. He tried to sat straight, but still felt dizzy.

Suddenly the door opened, revealing a nurse. "Oh! You are finally awake. How are you feeling now?"

"Where am I? Why am I here?" He stuttered.

"You were unconscious due to a sudden attack. Good thing it wasn't that bad." She explained while putting a tray of medicine and water.

"Who bought me here? Where's my husband?" Gulf asked restlessly. He tried to get up but the wires but blocking his way, so he started removing them harshly. Though it was hurting him a lot, but the situation was even worse.
The nurse was shocked by his actions. She quickly stopped all his movements and tried to calm him down.

"Sir...sir! What are you doing? You're not well. Please lay down. Don't do this!" She tried her best but it was of no use as Gulf stood up and limped towards the door.

"Sir wait! You cant......"

"Where's my husband?" Gulf repeatedly asked everyone he in the corridor. "He can't leave me here! He can't just leave me here....where's he?" He mumbled to himself like a madman.

"Sir! You'll have another panic attack. Please stop! Your husband is in ICU room." As soon as the words left nurse's mouth, Gulf stopped and turned to her.

"I...ICU? Why? What-....WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM SISTER?" Gulf asked her as sweat wasn't leaving his forehead.

"Sir, please calm down. He had an accident. There was another person who was hurt, but wasn't that bad. He brought you two here. Sir....please at least take a seat." The nurse guided him to sit on one of the bence in corridor.
"Look what you did to yourself, let me call the doctor."

"Sister!" Gulf suddenly spoke. "Where's the ICU?"

"I won't tell you. You will go there, right? You are not well rig-"

"I won't. I promise. At least tell me." Gulf pleaded and the nurse gave in.

"Alright! Its room no. 3. The first room from corner side." She pointed at the direction and Gulf looked at it.

She left for calling the doctor. Gulf just sat there numbly, processing what to do next. Suddenly he stood up and his foot steps proceedings towards....the ICU room.

Why is he there? What happened to him? He's alright , right?

He was limping when suddenly someone grabbed him.
"Sir! You can't go in there. Wait! Aren't you the patient too? Go to your room please!" It was another nurse.

"Its my husband in there. I want to see him. Leave my way!" Gulf was now getting slightly irritated. First, he was having an exploding headache. Second, he wanted Mew. Third, the nurses were making the whole situation even worse.

"Sir! He can't meet you anyways. He's in coma. And his condition....is not good."

"W-what?" Gulf felt like he can't breath anymore. "You! Are joking, right? You are useless. You don't even know his condition and just blabbering things." Gulf pulled his hairs in frustration as his legs gave up to stand. He fell onto the floor and his eyelids slowly getting heavy.

He somehow gathered all his strength and stood up back." Sir...where are you-"

Her sentence kept hanging in between when Gulf made his way out of the hospital.
He saw a telephone booth on the side and made his steps there.