A Russian, and a bomb

Part. 17 After coma anger

Whitty let Ruv have alone time for the rest of the day. That night, Sarv had to bring Ruv his dinner as he refused to come out of his room. Afterwards, Whitty stood next to the door and watched as Sarv collected the dishes. Before she walked back down the hallway, she turned to him.

Sarv - He's just.....so lifeless. I've never seen him this depressed before..... Maybe you....as his closest friend.....can help him out.

Whitty - Well, alright. I'll try......

Sarv walked to the kitchen leaving Whitty alone with his thoughts. He turned to the door, and hesitantly opened it. He entered the room, and shut it behind him. Ruv was slumped over laying awkwardly on his bed in a ragdoll position. It wasn't really as funny as you'd probably imagine it. In fact, it was the opposite. He looked distraught. Being the good loyal friend he is, Whitty made his way over to him, and reached out. Lightly touching Ruv's leg.

Whitty - Hey, dude....you-

Ruv suddenly kicked his hand away, and mumbled aggressively without lifting his head.

Ruv - Don't touch me.....

Whitty - I know your frustrated, and distraught. But that's why I'm here for you.

Ruv - I don't need your comfort.

Whitty - Wha-

Ruv sat up. His cheeks strewn with tears, and his face pulled into a tight snarl. Whitty stepped back a bit.

Ruv - YOU ARE JUST TRYING TO MAKE THINGS WORSE. I WAS THROWN INTO A HELL OF LIES.....AND ALL FOR WHAT REASON? OH. YEAH, YOU AND SARV PROBABLY GOT A GOOD KICK OUT OF MY PAIN.... DIDN'T YA!?!? HUH!?!

Whitty - What?....No! No dude-

Ruv - Oh, CAN IT! YOU OVERGROWN SCRAP HEAP! JUST SHUT IT, AND GET OUT.

Whitty - What?....R...Ruvy.....I think your misunderstanding something here......

Ruv - STOP WITH YOUR MIND GAMES. I KNOW YOU AND SARV ARE IN CAHOOTS, AND KNOW FOR DAMN SURE YOU REALLY HATE MY GUTS. SO GET OUT.

Whitty - WHERE DID YOU GET THAT IDEA, RUVY!?!?

Ruv - Oh, JUST GET OUT. GET THE HELL OUT RIGHT NOW!!!

Ruv stood up, and aggressively rushed at him. Whitty raced out of the room, and slammed the door. Leaning against the wall, he felt some oily tears stream down as he stared at the ground. Ruv had never snapped at him like that before, and it honestly scared him. What had happened to his dear friend......

Later, Sarv walked past the storage room where she heard faint crying. She lightly knocked on the door.

Sarv - Um.....are you ok?

Whitty - Everything is going wrong....

Sarv - Oh no. Not you too.....

Whitty - He hates me..... he's never talked to me in that way.......

Sarv - He's just confused, and upset. I told you he wouldn't be the same after the coma.

Whitty - Well, what if he meant it.....what if this IS him.....what if this is permanent......

Sarv - No...no....I don't think it's permanent.....

Whitty - How do you know!?!?....

Sarv - I....I don't......

Whitty heard a slight shift in her tone. She sounded cripplingly distraught. More so than he was. Was it because she was unable to fix the situation at this time? He felt bad, and stood up. He left the room, and leaned against the wall holding his face in his hands. Sarv moved closer to him to comfort him when he suddenly lunged out, and pulled her into a tight bear hug. She smiled as she embraced the big sweet bomb creature back. They stood there for quite some time. Just silently hugging each other, crying.