Stay For The Night (ON HIATUS)

9. Tony The Awkward Turtle

**Smut. Enjoy(; **

•Mike's POV•

After the appointment with Alysha I texted Vic to come and pick me up but I didn't get any response. I sighed and pulled out a pack of cigarets. I was about to light one up when a nurse, who i think is on her break started yelling at me.

"You idiot! You can't smoke near a hospital! At least get 20 ft away or something!" Ugh what a bitch.

Just as I was about to walk away to smoke because fuck I needed to. I saw an ambulance drive up quickly to the side of the hospital. They all started shouting and saying all of that hospital bullshit.

"Man. In his twenties got tboned and it flipped his car a couple of times. He hit his head pretty bad and got thrown around a bit. Slight bleeding coming from a few areas. " wow poor dude.

I pulled out my lighter and took a step closer because I am a nosy child. Right as I was about to light it they pulled him out of the ambulance. It felt like the world just came crashing down on me. My jaw dropped. Cigarette fell out on to the floor.

"Vic!" I screamed.

And then all I saw was black.

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•Tony's POV•

The guys had left leaving me here. I didn't want to go. I probably should've but I don't want to. I didn't want to see who this Alysha was. I didn't want to see how good they looked together. She doesn't deserve to have his baby. That should be me! But I can't. I was born as a normal man. No female parts whatsoever. On the day I found out I was gay it was bad.

When I was younger my dad died. Leaving just me and my mom. After a year of struggling to get over my fathers death my mother couldn't take it anymore. She said I looked too much like him. So she handed me off to her sister and her husband. They were reluctant but I ignored them. About a year after living with them my uncle got fed up with my 'depressing behavior' and attitude. He started to smack me around with an open hand at first until he and my aunt got a divorce. She didn't want anything to do with me and couldn't give me back to my mother because she disappeared. So she left me with my uncle. On the weekdays it was somewhat normal. He would only ever yell at me or tell me to stay in my room because he didn't want to see me. On the weekends he would get drunk and yell at me and beat me until I passed out or until he heard a snap or crunch of one of my bones. When I was old enough i moved out and immediately found a job. I had to leave though because my uncle kept trying to get back into my life. So I had to leave. Which is why I moved over here with Mike and Vic. I don't think that Vic knows that I kinda moved here permanently. I thought Mike would've told him. But then again he didn't even tell him about us. I sighed. My depressing thoughts were soon disturbed by my phone. I looked at the screen an it said private number. Private number? Weird. I answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Hi yes is this Caesar Perry?" A woman asked. Who the fuck is this bitch?

"Yes this is he."

"Well this is San Diego hospital. I am calling you to come sign out and pick up a patient."

"Um p-patient?" I gulped.

"Yes sir. We have a Michael Fuentes here. We need someone to come and get him seeing as he's not stable to leave on his own."

"Oh okay. I'll be there soon. " shit. I have i find a way to get a car now. Mike and Vic shared their car. Ughh... I put my head in my hands trying to figure out how im going to do this. Wait?! What about Vic? Why didn't the hospital call him? I tried calling his phone but got no answer. Huh weird. He said he was gonna be grocery shopping. I heard a knock on the door and it up. Who would be knocking? I open the door to see a guy with black spiked hair and a tattoo sleeve.