Three days.It's been three days since I arrived at the hospital. Three long days after an even longer night. A long night made of many examinations, many procedures, and, in the early morning, they finally gave us all the results.
I had a pulmonary embolism, and a big one.
Considering the size of the clot, they told Link that, maybe his massage made the one in my leg move, but I should already have one in the vessels of my lungs. Of course, it barely helped him to feel better, or less guilty. Then, they gave the treatment through my veins, something to prevent my blood from coagulating, but that could also treat the big clot in my lungs, before another doctor came to my room to do a cardiac echography, making sure my heart was fine.
And in the early morning, I finally went to a new ward, a new room, alone again. Father and Link stayed a few minutes with me before they had to go back home. Unlike the ICU where I could stay as long as I wanted, here, my friends or family could see me only between 3 to 6PM. Only Link came the first morning even if it wasn't allowed, just because he wanted to give me a suitcase with my own clothes and stuff.
Even Terrako. And a new phone.
Days were long here. Too long.
I had to be honest, I spent most of my time sleeping. I was extremely tired after my trip to Athens. The long days in the excavations where I learnt so many things and confirmed my desire to be an archeologist one day, the long nights with my friends, this party where I never partied this hard before, the long plane trip after this too-short night, the endless hours in the sea, and the never-ending night in the emergency room. All of this gave me a big sleep debt, a sleep debt we could see from the outside, thanks to the big dark circles I had under my eyes.
So, I slept. Over and over. All day long, in the hope that it would avoid me to think.
To think about everything, even the stupidest event of my life.
To think about how I messed up with Link in Athens. To think about how many times I nearly died during my life. To think about, that if I didn't have my friends or Link, maybe I wouldn't be in this world anymore.
To think about the many lectures I will have to catch up. To think about Blight and his rudeness. To think about the day I embarrassed myself in front of everyone in high school because the most popular boy wanted to date me and I told him that Father didn't want me to be with anybody, making everyone mocked me and telling me that I needed Father's opinion on everything they were asking me - even the most ridiculous ones, and of course, this boy ended up in the trash, and Impa, in detention.
Pretty funny to think that, now you are with the most popular boy in the world. And you didn't even ask Father for his benediction.
I smiled at this idea.
Wasn't it crazy ? That two souls met, felt the exact same thing at the exact same time, and found the courage to say it out loud, to show it clearly and to bind their soul to the other's one.
Yes, it's crazy. And the craziest thing in it, is that it happened to me.
I took my phone, and sent him a little text. Just a few words, nothing more than a reminder that I loved him, that I missed him, and, to reassure him, that I was fine.
I knew he was at HU, probably in physical education. He told me that they were playing volley-ball now, and even if he wasn't really fond of sports that required playing with a ball, he was - of course - really good at it. Meadela and Vatorsa couldn't help but tease him all day long, trying to flirt with him or fall in his arms, just to make sure that I would enrage and finally lose my mind in front of them. But Link was annoyed enough to make me sure that nothing would ever happen with them.
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Candlelight | A Breath of the Wild / Tears of the Kingdom ZeLink Modern AU
Fanfiction« Nothing will never do us apart. » It's been six months since I fell in love for the first time of my life. All of this because of him. Him, Link Farore. A talented fencer, ready to do his third Olympic Games in Paris . A twenty years-old reckless...