Behind Closed Doors

29. Aftershock

Arthur's POV:

I walk up and down the hallway waiting for the doctors or someone to give me an update, my hands are sweating like crazy and my breaths get more and more out of control. Never have I been more stressed out about someone after my father passed.

I stare at the door opening, seeing a Doctor walk out. With an unreadable facial expression.

"Are you the one that came in with Nick Mitchell?" He asks me and I nod "and you are his..." he says questioning

"His boyfriend" I say, we never made it official but it's the only response to get them to tell me something as well

"Well, he is lucky you handled the situation so well... he is going to be alright" he tells me

"Is he awake?" I ask

"Not yet, however he will need surgery" he tells me

"We know about that" I respond

"Have you chosen a course of treatment?" He asks me and I shake my head

"Do you know the options?"

"He is a Surgeon himself, he said he will be doing the surgery the end of this month, we want to spend the entire month of June together incase something goes wrong" I respond

"Im afraid you don't have a month anymore..." he tells me

"Can I see him?" I ask and he nods

"Yes but it could take a while until he gains consciousness again" he tells me, making me follow him through the doors into the room where he is connected to some infusion with pain meds

"Hey there" I say grabbing his hand, hoping for a reaction but get none

"I will leave you alone with him, is there anyone we should call? His parents or siblings?" The doctor asks me and I nod

"I will make the calls" I tell him and face towards nick again kissing the back of his and as I sit down on the chair next to his bed

"Im here baby... everything will be fine" I say with a calm voice, my shaky hands not showing the same calmness... a tear leaves my eyes as I think of the ways this could go wrong

What would Nick do... I asks myself closing my eye and concentrating on keeping it together

His friend... Josh, he wanted to get the tumour thing sorted

I grab my phone and search the Neuro department of the hospital in Monaco, finding his number on the internet and call him

"Doctor Richards Neurosurgery Hello" he responds to the call

"Hello it's me Arthur... Leclerc. Its about Nick" I say

"Nick?" He asks me confused

"Doctor Nick Mitchell, you're colleague" I tell him and hear him gasp

"Whats wrong?" He asks serious

"He told me you have been working on a treatment plan for him... we kind of need it..." I tell him

"Im not done yet, he still got 3 weeks left" he tells me and I look at Nick

"He is unconscious in a hospital, he doesn't have that time anymore" I say and my breaths get faster

"Okay... I ehm... how about a transfer? Can he be flown out to us?" He asks me

"I don't know, i just know he couldn't talk anymore and passed out. I don't know what to do man" i respond

"Okay you're in the hospital in Barcelona right? I will fly in and talk to a neurosurgeon... just give me like 2 or 3 hours ill be there" he tells me

"thank you... can I do something else?" I ask

"Just be there with him, he needs you" he tells me and I let out a deep breath

"Alright" I respond and end the phone call putting my phone away and sit back down next to the bed again

"Please Nick... don't leave me... I need you" I say holding his hand again, moving my thumb up and down the back of his hand "we can move to England together and you can do your studies" I say resting my head on his arm

"Arthur..." I hear someone say quietly and I lift my head again looking at Nick, trying to open his eyes

"Yes im here" I say and squeeze his hand, he slowly opens his eyes and his eyes wander around the room until he starts staring at the wall. Tears run down his face and he squeezes my hand back

"Arthur... I..." he says quietly "I can't see" the fear in his voice hurts and I carefully place my other hand on his shoulder

"Josh is on his way, he will fix this... he has too" I tell him

"He wasn't ready, he needed at least two weeks when we talked yesterday" he tells me and I take a deep breath

"I know, he is coming anyways... how are you feeling? How is your headache?" I ask him and he pats down his arm until he grabs the infusion

"Good because of this im guessing" he says trying to hide the fear

"You will need to do the surgery soon Nick, it's not looking good" I tell him

"I had a month... how did it get so much worse" he says not believing the situation

"I don't know but listen, we are going to get you through this alright. I will not leave you, ever" I tell him and kiss the back of his hand and it suddenly knocks on the door

"I didn't want to interrupt" he says...