𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 - 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

𝑿𝑰𝑽

MARCO B.
8:30 PM
SCOUTS MEDICAL

Marco sat in the waiting room with Mikasa, Sasha and Connie. He could barely watch as first responders struggled to get Jean out of his car. He was now in surgery, apparently something had pierced him, and he had lost a lot of blood.

They sat there in silence. There were quiet and soft sniffles from Sasha along with Connie, and Mikasa and Marco were barley holding back tears.

" Do you think he'll be alright? " Sasha asked.

" We can only hope so. " Mikasa said.

A doctor walked up to them, and they all looked up.

" Are you here for Jean Kirschtien? " He asked.

" Yes. " Sasha said.

" He's stable, but that doesn't mean he's safe just yet. It happens a lot with patients in this situation.. he has a chance of a heart attack. If it does happen and causes to much damage, he could die. "

Mikasa gasped and Marco bit his lip.

" You'll have to come back tomorrow, visiting hours are over. " The doctor said.

" Alright.. thank you, sir. " Sasha muttered as she stood up.

They all went outside to their cars. None of them said anything, besides Marco.

" I'll see you tomorrow. " Marco said.

Mikasa waved as she got into the car with Sasha and Connie.

Marco drove home silently. No music, no anything. Just bad thoughts about Jean.

What if he does have a heart attack? He's already in a bad condition..

When Marco got home, he took off his shoes and went directly to his room. He just leaned on the wall. He didn't feel like lying down. He just stood there, thinking about Jean.

Please, don't die on me.

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Mikasa got home and went to her room almost immediately.

It's my fault. If we went tomorrow.. yesterday.. maybe he wouldn't have been injured because of me.

Mikasa lied down in her bed, staring at the wall in front of her.

I'm so sorry, Jean.

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Sasha went to her room and sat down against the wall. She put her head in her knees and cried a bit, before finally standing up and going to her desk. She sat down and pulled out her phone. She texted Marco. He didn't reply.

Sasha gave up and put her phone down. She decided to lie down and try to get some sleep.

Please be okay, Jean.

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Connie said goodnight to Sasha after they went home, and went to his room. He could barely sleep, and heard occasional sniffing from Sasha. It was a hard night for everyone.

We miss you Jean. We need you.

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It wasn't a great night for anyone, being woken early in the morning by nightmares. And they weren't coping well, either.

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" Connie? " Sasha asked as she rubbed her eyes, walking into the living room.

" Hm? " Connie asked.