Our Future Together

Chapter 9

Ironhide had been recovering the past few days. Rose and Marcus had tried to help him with things, but he always declined their help. One day, he had just come downstairs when his phone rang.

Will and the others suddenly looked surprised when they heard Ironhide drop something with a loud, 'CLANG'. Ironhide rushed out, and rapidly looked for his truck keys. "Will, where the fuck are my keys?!" Ironhide demanded.

"On the table in the dining room. Baby, what's going on?" Will asked.

"Rose and Marcus were just in a car crash! They're at the hospital!" Ironhide explained, rapidly. He soon found his keys, and practically jumped into his truck. Will followed, and so did the others. As soon as Will shut his door, Ironhide was gone.

At the hospital, Ironhide rushed in. "Who are you here for, Sir?" The female secretary asked.

"Uh, Rose and Marcus Hernandez. They were in a car crash." Ironhide replied.

"Oh, yes. They are in surgery right now, I will let the doctor know you're here for them." The secretary stated. Ironhide nodded, and sat down. Will held his hand, giving him a small smile. A few hours later, the doctor came out.

"Ryan Hernandez, I presume?" He asked.

"Yeah, that's me." Ironhide stated.

"I'm sorry to tell you this. Rose and Marcus died. Marcus on impact, Rose died while in surgery." The doctor stated.

"No... no you're kiddin' me. They can't be dead." Ironhide stated.

"I'm very sorry." The doctor sighed, walking away.

Back at his house, Ironhide practically collapsed onto the couch. Will had to drive them home because Ironhide wasn't paying too much attention. "Baby, do you want some water?" Will asked.

"No..." Ironhide muttered. His voice was soft, and shaky. His breath trembled and shook. He wanted to cry.

"You can cry, 'Hide. No one's gonna judge ya." Will promised. That was 'Hide's breaking point. He sobbed in Will's chest, his hands on Will's arms, for an unknown reason. Will held him in his arms, stroking his raven hair.

"Shh.. it'll be okay. I promise it'll be okay." Will soothed.

"W-why t-them? They d-didn't deserve to d-die." Ironhide cried.

"I know, Ryan. I know." Will murmured. After about two hours of crying, poor 'Hide had cried himself to sleep.

"How's 'Hide?" Jazz asked.

"Poor baby's so upset. He cried himself to sleep." Will replied.

"Aw, poor 'Hide. Anything we can do to help him?" Bumblebee asked.

"Just be there for him. We'll have to keep an eye on him, just to make sure he doesn't attempt suicide." Will stated.

That night, Ironhide was at the dinner table, with Will and his friends, but he just stared at his food. He didn't touch it, he wasn't hungry. He couldn't even bring himself to take a small sip of his tea. Everytime he lifted his hand, he shook uncontrollably.

"Baby, you don't have to sit down here of you don't want to. You can go to our room." Will stated. Ironhide hadn't even acknowledged him, nor has he spoken after he cried. Not a single word, mutter, nothing.

"Ryan, please try to eat something." Ratchet stated. Ironhide, again, hadn't acknowledged him. The only movement he made was wiping a tear away, off his face. Will pulled him close when they moved to the couch, and shockingly, he made no attempt to get away. Will looked at his boyfriend sympathetically, and sadly.

"It's like part of his entire world came crashin' down." Epps sighed.

"It did. His grandparents were his whole world. They were the only family who gave a damn about him. You know what his biological parents were like. One's in jail, his mother is also going to jail. Cops called me earlier. DNA test proved his mother, some woman named Maria, hit Rose and Marcus while she was high." Will stated.

"I just hope he doesn't relapse again. Especially after just being out of the hospital for nearly a week." Jazz stated.

"Me too, Jazz. Me too." Will sighed, looking at his lover.