~2 weeks later~
~Luca's POV~
I had opened my eyes days go. But he was gone by then. He hadn't come back. So I laid there alone. He hadn't even responded when the doctor called him. Now I was trying to sit up. I only had broken ribs, a ruptured lung, and a nasty concussion. But I was one of the lucky few. I was regaining mobility so fast.
But it also felt like an eternity. I was waiting for someone I had broken to come back.
But I didn't let anything stop me. I wasn't going to sit in bed. So I got in a wheelchair left in my room and rolled to the elevator. I went places in the hospital. I saw other people in wheel chairs. People with cancer. I met someone with CF too. But that didn't help the fact I felt empty. I missed him.
So as more tears fell down my cheeks and rolled back into my room I hoped to god that he was there. But he wasn't. I was waiting for something that would never happen. I got out of my chair and waited for dinner. I turned on the tv. And I kept crying.
"Dinner's here" I heard the night nurse say and I wiped m tears. She sat my food down and then sat on the bed next to me. "what's wrong dear?" she said grabbing my hand.
"I-I screwed up a relationship with someone I really are about and now he won't even talk to me. I miss him so much" I started to cry again and she just comforted me. I sobbed.
After I stopped crying she left me to eat my dinner in solitude.
The after I finished eating I cried more.
Then I slept.
Then I ate.
Then roamed.
Then came back.
Then cried.
It felt like a ever ending cycle.
For weeks.
Until the day I was discharged.
The first thing I did when I left was get a haircut. It was too long for my liking. Then I found a dry place to sleep for school tomorrow.
So as I get up for school at 4 so I can shower and get ready, I wished that I hadn't fallen in love. I wouldn't be sleeping on the streets. I wouldn't feel so alone. So what I would still be with someone who hated me? who hurt me? I wouldn't feel like such a bag of shit.
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I'm sorry it's so short and sad right now but I promise it will eventually get better.
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Togetherness
General FictionHeh its gay and it's my own. Story. No ships no nothing, these characters are both mine.