High school crush - ||Bachisagi||

Misadventure

I waited and waited for minutes. Then an hour and hours in the hospital corridor. Sometimes I sat or walked restlessly, panicked and cried every second. But those doctors didn't come to tell me how's Bachira.

My arms were filled up with a kitten we saw earlier, she was sleeping peacefully. All dirty and covered in mud it made my clothes dirty too but that wasn't now the problem. I was at the edge of coming right to the room where Bachira was.

This is so fucked up..

Shit.. Shit!!

Then as my head was facing the ground I heard running next to my ear. Thinking the doctors finally came but it was worse than that. Because it was Bachira's mother, her eyes were shocked and all red from crying. She had all her things and bags on her shoulder and back.

I was the first one she noticed.

"..Isagi-kun? Y-You were with him, right? W-Where's he? Please.." she stuttered and started to cry more. It made me really feel numb and depressed as well. He's her son after all.

"In that room.." I pointed at the door in front of me. It was an emergency room when something like this happens. I was shaking terribly, I was afraid that he had lost his life or that he was so injured that he would not make it until the next day.

Please live, Bachira.. Please..

I could see very well in her eyes that she wanted to go to that room too. But according to the hospital, we have to keep calm and wait, it really fuckin' annoys me. How we're supposed to be calm when he's at the edge of life and death?

She sat down next to me silently, still staring at the door repeatedly. There were no windows at all, so I couldn't really tell how dark outside was but as I checked my phone I was flabbergasted.

It was 2 am.

What the hell, how long have I been waiting here?

"Excuse me sir and ma'am, are you here for Mr. Bachira?" a doctor asked us with a concern in his voice. We glanced at him immediately and then at each other.

"Uhm..- Yes.. How's he feeling? Is he going to be a-alright?" I answered him, now standing on my feet with a kitten. He lowered his head towards the paper he was holding, looking at us more unsure of whatever he was going to tell us.

"First of all, the good news are he survived but.. he has broken his right leg and arm. Three ribs and damaged his own head.. Plus it's unclear when he'll wake up-"

"What?! What do you mean by that??" now Bachira's mom got to her feet and it looked like she was going to panic.

"Well.., regarding his head injury, it unfortunately went to the dangerous area, but you don't have to worry, his body has a lot of immunity, there is a high probability that he will recover as soon as possible"

It's nice to hear the good news but unfortunately the rest is just shocking to us. I didn't expect that his head would take too much of the injury. It's so messed up I don't wanna hear it anymore.

During a few seconds of silence, the doctor stepped away from the door and asked something I've been waiting for for hours;

"Do you want to see him before you leave?"