Unrequited ||Jaspar AU

29. Here, with me

Song- Autumn leaves ~ Ed Sheeran
[warnings: Course language, talk of drugs, may mention blood]
Side note: ONE CHAPTER LEFT AFTER THIS! ☺️ It's bout to get emotional that's all I'll say. Also I'm doing half Joe's p.o.v then half Caspar's p.o.v for this chapter! Okay, enjoy! ❤️

[48 hrs later]
2:35 pm

25th April
Joe's p.o.v

The last thing that I remember was the agony that shot through my body as the paramedics lifted me onto a stretcher.

Then it all went black.

It's been some time now and my chest and lungs are in so much pain. I can't open my eyes and all I can do is lie there whilst I listen to the voices around me and try to pick up on things.

Where's Caspar?
Is he safe?
Did he get hurt?
I hope he's okay.
I miss him.

I know I'm in a hospital. I'd figured that out. The rushing of doctors and the sound of the beeping machine beside me. I even felt all the tubes and things punched into my body. I wanted to cry, scream, run away. But I couldn't, and I'm guessing I wasn't anytime soon.

I wanted Caspar, I wanted to cuddle him and hug him and kiss his soft lips and laugh with him and make him smile. I wish he would just appear right now. Maybe then I could wake up? Maybe then this pain in my chest would stop.

A click of a door handle snapped and I listened intently.

"Oh, Joe." I soft voice whimpered.

I knew that voice.

Dad?

"He's b-b-been like that for 48 hours n-n-now. The doc s-said there is something e-else wrong, other than h-his wound." A unsettled voice with a south-African accent, choked.

Caspar.

I wanted to run to where ever they were and hug them so tight. I'm so confused and scared and I just want to wake up and I can't.

Please, I have to wake up. I have to be okay. For myself, for my family, for my friends and of course, Caspar.

"Come 'ere." I heard my dad sigh sympathetically.

Only moment later and the door opened once again. And with a click the door shut.

"Will he be okay, doc?" Dad said dramatically.

But maybe he wasn't being dramatic.

Maybe this was a serious as it sounds.

"We aren't sure quite yet. When he wakes up it should be easier to assess what else is going on. His wound should be fine, it's patched up and looking better already." The doctor spoke so calmly.

It can't have anything to do with the pains in my lungs and chest, could it?

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9:30 pm

25th April
Caspar's p.o.v