Not too long ago, Todd had wondered how it would feel like to be in a coma, contemplating the profound depths of such a state. Little did he know that fate had an ironic twist in store for him. And he certainly didn't expect that his best friend was the cause for it.
Yet, here he was.
The brightness of the lamps in the room blinded him, making him squint. The sterile mattress beneath him offered little respite, the discomfort serving as a constant reminder of his current predicament. He could hear the doors swinging open and shut with a rapidity that mirrored the hurried footsteps of the bustling nurses from outside.
All this noise was carried into his room, taking over the silence of this empty room.
A persistent nagging thought in the back of his mind urged him to listen for specific footsteps and—every time the door opened—for a familiar face. Even though he'd never admit it, his heart yearned for a certain someone amidst the chaos that enveloped him.
Surely, Black wouldn't be foolish enough to appear now, not after he woke up—perhaps not at all. The mere thought of their reunion sent a surge of conflicting emotions coursing through him.
His attention snapped towards the door as the sound of hastening footsteps approached. A mix of trepidation and hope swelled within him. Could it be?
His eyes widened in both anticipation and resignation as the door swung open, revealing a man with dark hair gelled back, his black suit fitting his strong build.
Todd pressed his eyes shut, feeling stupid.
"I came here as fast as I could," the bodyguard declared, his voice firm and a bit out of breath.
Todd pushed the blanket aside, determination etched on his face, as he carefully planted his feet on the floor.
Alright, let's do this.
With cautious steps, he stood up. Compared to how he sounded standing up just a few days ago, this was a miracle.
The bodyguard took a step forward, extending a hand to offer assistance. Todd swiftly waved him away, a flicker of pride gleaming in his eyes. He'd rather meet the floor face-first than rely on his subordinate's aid.
"My bag."
The bodyguard passed him the bag he requested. "Are you sure you are—"
"I've stayed here far too long."
Todd's gaze shifted downwards to his hospital gown. Before anything else, he needed to change. Grasping the bag tightly, he made his way to the bathroom, his steps unsteady.
Todd carefully set the bag atop the closed toilet lid. With a sigh, he unzipped it, only to discover that among the fresh clothes was one of his favourite shirts with a lot of buttons. This task would undoubtedly take longer than expected.
It was a process that would demand time and patience. He could always go for a simpler look, but he certainly wouldn't return to his old life with a plain tee.
After a rather embarrassing amount of struggle and a few whispered curses, Todd managed to dress himself and stood before the mirror, fully clothed. Though he bore faint bruises, the swelling had subsided, and any remaining imperfections could be concealed with makeup.
There was no make-up in his bag, however, he did find a pair of oversized sunglasses. That'll do.
He closed the bag and turned towards the door.
The bodyguard opened his mouth, seemingly poised to say something, then lowered his head and remained silent.
Todd narrowed his eyes. "By the way, why did you leave your spot?"
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I can't escape this now (unless you show me how) TODDBLACK - NOT ME THE SERIES
Fiksi PenggemarFor the first time, Black feels lost. With his brother taking his spot in the gang, his best friend dating his ex-girlfriend, and his childhood friend who betrayed him in a coma, he feels like there's nothing left for him. Black isn't able to kill T...
