A place of joy? (FNAF fanfic)

Chapter 9

(Time skip to hospital)

Vincent's POV
The ambulance arrived at the hospital and Mario was immediately taken out and rushed into the hospital. Francis, Scott, and I were escorted into a waiting room while the doctors operated on Mario. I was an emotional mess. I couldn't stop crying. I had loved Mario. He was so sweet and innocent. How could his brother have done that to him! I shot Francis a glare and he shrunk back in fear and sorrow. I turned back to face the wall, feeling my emotions start to take over. "No. Not here. Not now." I said mumbling to myself placing my head in hands. I felt an arm on my shoulder and turned around to see a weeping Scott. I threw my arms around Scott and began to sob into his shoulder.

Scott's POV
We were sitting in the waiting room, waiting to hear from a doctor about our son. I could tell that Vincent was struggling with his emotions because at one moment he was giving Francis the death glare and the next minute he was mumbling into his hands. I put my arm around his shoulder in attempts to calm him down some and he immediately clung to me sobbing uncontrollably. I pulled him close to me and rubbed circles into his back with my hands trying to console the sobbing man. At that moment a doctor walked into the waiting room and called for us.

Francis's POV
Mr. Vincent was very upset with me. I felt terrible and immediately shrunk away from his pure white gaze when he glared at me. Soon he was sobbing into Mr. Scott's shoulder. I looked down at the two plushies in my hands. I had picked up my brothers puppet plushie when we left the ambulance since it had fallen off the stretcher.  It looked so small and fragile and just looking at it brought me to tears, it reminded me so much of my brother.  At that moment a doctor came into the room and Mr. Vince ran out of the room faster than a fox.  Mr. Scott watched Mr. Vincent run to Mario's room in the hospital, then knelt down in front of me.  I ran to Mr. Scott and buried my face into his chest.  At least one of my parents still loved me.  We stayed in the waiting room hugging in silence for a while and then Mr. Scott took my hand and we walked towards Mario's room together.