When you came to, the world was still hazy and your body still felt like lead, but there was no screaming, no-one pinning you to the ground. There was, however, a deep and dull pain in your head that spread down the back of your neck and shoulders. You turned your head a little to see that you were sat in a hospital room, it was dark outside now, but you were far too relaxed to think much of it. All you could think was what happened to your ex.
After a few minutes of staring into space, a young nurse walked into the room, probably reading your notes when she realized that you were awake.
"Well hello there" She smiled, wandering over to your bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Like my head's been stamped on" you swallow, staring blankly at her.
"I can get you some painkillers if you would like" she smiled sweetly. You just nodded and turned your head back to the window. "They won't want to talk to you until you're out of the hospital, but the police want to speak to you about what happened" she explained, still standing beside your bed. You just sighed at that, something inside you knew that (h/n) wouldn't get what he deserved. "There's also a gentleman out here that claims to be a friend of yours... we didn't let him in, in case you didn't know him" she explained. You turned your head back towards her a little.
"What's his name?" you swallow.
"Mark Fischbach?" she mumbled, trying to remember the name. The wave of relief that came with that name was far better than any painkillers they could administer. You just smiled and nodded. The nurse smiled in return. "Well, I'll go and get him. He's been here almost all night"
You felt a little bad about that, but you guessed that it seemed a little strange to people who didn't know you and Mark's odd relationship. He was still just your neighbor, but he'd become so much more lately... and now he was sitting in hospital waiting room even after being told he couldn't see you...
A few minutes later Mark burst in, looking like he'd been dragged through a hedge backwards.
"Oh god, (y/n), are you okay?" he frowned, sitting down beside you and taking your hand.
"I'm fine" you croak, smiling at him weakly.
"Fuck... I got here as fast as I could, but they wouldn't let me sit with you because I wasn't family or anything..."
"I understand..." you mumble, squeezing his hand. "You didn't have to sit around waiting for me..."
"Yes I did, I had to make sure you were okay..." he frowned. "(y/n), I'm so sorry"
"Don't be... it's fine" you sigh. "Just... what happened? Who stopped him?"
"I don't know... they just said it was one of the neighbors... I'm just so happy they got to you..." He muttered. You smiled softly, your eyes focusing a little more. Mark had been crying, clearly. His eyes were red and swollen.
"I'll be okay Mark..." you sighed
"Well, I know that now!" he groaned, trying to grin at you. "I was so scared... I didn't know what had happened until I saw it on the news..."
"It was on the news?" you swallowed, sitting up a little.
"Yeah... not a massive story, but it was mentioned that some guy was arrested, and my friend recognized it as my apartment block... and I just rushed home as fast as I could... they told me that you had been taken to the hospital and I just didn't know what to think... no-one knew how serious your injuries were..." he explained, starting to ramble again.
"Did you get everything finished today?" you asked, looking up at him. He just stared back at you in disbelief.
"That doesn't matter right now, what matters is you're okay, and I'm not leaving you until you can get out of here..." He muttered, squeezing your hand.
"Don't be silly Mark, I'm fine..." you sigh, smiling at him. "you need to keep things updated... your channel isn't something you can just leave for a few days..."
"How can I possibly concentrate knowing you're in here? Knowing what happened because I wasn't there to help you" he frowned.
"Mark... neither of us knew this would happen... I still don't know how he found me... but that doesn't matter" you explain.
"What matters right now is that you're okay..." he muttered, hesitating for a moment before he leaned down and kissed your forehead. "Don't worry about the police or anything right now... just focus on feeling better""What matters right now is that you're okay..." he muttered, hesitation am moment before he leaned down and kissed your forehead. "Don't worry about the police or anything right now... just focus on feeling better"
