🌊Siren's Son🌊Oneshots

Awake.

The sound of the heart monitor was both overwhelming and alarming. It wasn’t exactly the first thing you wanted to hear when you awoke, but what was increasingly comforting was the sight of Greyson sleeping peacefully at the feet of the hospital bed. 

You didn’t really want to annoy him as it seemed that he had bags under his eyes, indicating that he hadn’t gotten much sleep since… since your accident? How long ago was your accident now that you think about it? You couldn’t see a phone, or a calendar nearby that would tell you the date. 

You quickly brushed that thought away, as your eyes landed on the flower arrangement and the card on the nightstand. Aw, this must be from Grey, was your first thought. However, when you opened the card a bigger surprise awaited you. 

We rushed as soon as the hospital contacted us. Please recover soon. In the meantime, we’ll take care of your home while you’re in this state. We love you, honey

-Mom and Dad. 

Y-your parents. They were here. Here, in Westhaven. In your house. They were here. Had they.. Met Greyson? How did that conversation go? You cringed at the most likely very awkward conversation they probably had. After all, the last time you updated your parents was when you told them that your brother was going to jail. 

Speaking of your brother, had they gone to visit him while you were in the hospital?

“Oh, thank god you’re awake! I was so worried!” You chuckled at the enthusiastic Greyson. He looked like an excited puppy. Probably because he literally was one. 

“Come here.” You opened your arms, gesturing for a hug, to which he quickly complied without complaint.

“I missed you so much.” You felt a small part of your hospital gown grow damp with tears. 

“Greyson? Are you okay?” You were extremely concerned as you had never seen him cry before. 

“Am I okay?” He pulled away, “Well let’s see. Turns out that my cousin, who was the only family I had, is a traitor,and  sent a hunter to kill our pack. Our family! And on top of that, he comes into our home and harms you. You, who is now the only actual family I have in my life. You were out for two weeks from loss of blood, and a fatal head injury. You could’ve died. Or worse, survived but had brain damage. The doctors were ready to call it a failed surgery, and cut off your life support!” 

You jumped at the sudden information,“Life support? Surgery? Two weeks? I was on life support? Just what the hell happened to me?” 

“Do you remember what happened before you went out?” He asked.

“Well, I remember, waking up to howling. And when I went to check it out you were fighting with another werewolf..Jace, your cousin, right? After a while of watching you two fight, he called out to some Noah bitch, and then I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, then I blacked out. Now I’m here.” You recalled the events of that night. 

“Okay.. Okay. You might need therapy for remembering all of that, but that's okay. So that night, after you passed out completely, I stayed there at your side, trying to make the bleeding stop, even though I wanted to go hunt those motherfuckers down. I don’t know why I didn’t notice there was a second bitch with Jace, but he clawed you in the abdomen. He punctured your liver, but it wasn’t too fatal. What was fatal was the head injury that you suffered when he just clawed you and just ran off, leaving you to fall onto the hard floor. Plus the blood loss. When you got to the hospital, they contacted your parents because apparently they are your emergency contact even though they live a couple states over. They immediately started to operate on you because of that liver. Even then though, you were still on life support because they said they wanted to make sure your brain wasn’t too badly damaged. Your parents were here within two days after the incident.” He stopped and took a deep breath. “Sweetie.. Those were the scariest two weeks of my life. I was on constant edge thinking about whether you were going to make it or not. And then when you were getting better, suddenly you got worse, and then you wouldn’t wake up.” He sobbed, burying himself in your gown once more. 

“Grey- I-” 

“Excuse me?” The nurse walked in, “Oh, good you’re awake. If you would pardon me, we need to take blood samples, and run some tests.” 

“Oh.. Right. Grey?” 

“Yeah.. I’ll wait outside.” 

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“Alright, well, I’ll send these off to the lab, and soon the doctors will be here with your results.” The nurse left the room, holding the door open for Greyson, but when he walked in, there were other people with him. People you recognized quite well. 

“Mom, dad!” You smiled at your parents. 

The first thing you noticed was how tired they both looked. Especially your mother with dark circles under her eyes. However, you weren’t sure if those tears were shed for you or for your brother. 

“You had us so worried, kid.” Your dad commented. 

“I know. I’m sorry.” You said sheepishly. You weren’t sure why you were embarrassed, but you were. 

“Well, I see you’ve met Greyson.” You said, to break the tension. 

“About that. Why didn’t you tell us?” Your mom spoke for the first time.

“That I have a boyfriend? It wasn’t time yet. Plus, you were both more worried about my brother being in jail.” You half whispered that last part. 

“Oh, come on. You’re our kid too. We worry about you, as well as how we worry about your brother.” Blah, blah, blah, you really didn’t pay any mind to what else your mother was saying, as your gaze drifted off to Grey. He had an unamused, heck maybe even disgusted look on his face when you brought up your brother. You smiled. It was so funny seeing how much Grey hated your brother.

When you finally snapped back to reality, you noticed that not only was your mother still ranting, but now your father was visibly irritated, as well. You gave him a sympathetic look. He winked at you before turning to your mother.

“Honey, did you turn off the stove before we left the house?” He asked. 

Your mother stopped talking mid- sentence, before turning to meet your father's gaze with horror. 

“Shit! I’m gonna burn  your house down!” She ran out of the room, cursing all the way down the hall. 

Your dad chuckled, “Gets her every time. Anyways kiddo, I gotta go after her, but I trust that you’re in good hands here. Ain’t that right, Greyson?”

He stood a little higher with your father’s attention now on him,“Uh- Y-yes, sir. Yes. I’ll take great care of them.”

With that, your dad ran after your mom. 

You let out a sigh of relief. Finally, a couple minutes to yourself. And by yourself, you met you and Grey. You laid down again, finally feeling a little bit better. 

“Hey, Grey?” 

“Yes?” 

“This bed is cold.” 

“And?”

“And you’re a dog. So you obviously have extra body heat to spare.”

“Is this you, indirectly asking for me to hop onto that hospital bed and cuddle with you?”

You didn’t respond, at all. You just scooted over, and opened your arms. He took the hint and got into the bed with you. For the first time in a long time, the world was right. You could feel the weight lift off of Greyson’s shoulders as you both dozed off. 

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So.. hi.. how you doin'? I know I've been gone for a longgg time. I was honestly getting sick of writing because I was writing a whole ass book for one of my classes. Didn't take me long to realize that it wasn't going to work out. On top of that I was burned out academically and I honestly need academics validation for.. childhood trauma, so that wasn't too good for me. And I feel horrible because I left right when two people made a request so I'm so sorry about that, I will definitely be working on that. Also if you make a request now, it'll probably take a little longer for me to get it out just because of the now three requests already in place. Anyway  again so sorry, love ya, hope you enjoyed💕

-Inez💋