Dear Arizona|LGBT|completed but not edited

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A/N: Which actors do you imagine my characters as? Just asking, also, I'm sorry for the huge delay, I've been, well...not very busy, but lazy?

Also people, do you look chapters that are 200-300 words or 500+ words, this one has 600+ words, you have been warned. Happy late Easter and spring!

March 28th 2016

The rest of the day he sat beside Aviva and Everest, switching spots.
He was taciturn, his grandmother was supposed to live for only twenty more days.

Flopping against Everest's bed he sighed, kissing his cheek he clumsily stood up, pausing when he reached the light switch. His eyes narrowed as he turned to glance at Everest, he smiled to himself, but soon plastered a frown back on to his face.
It wasn't the right time to smile, it is as never the right time to smile, well, of course, until his sister and Everest woke up, or at least one of them.

Thor ran to the nurse's desk, he needed water and even though he wasn't in the hospital for a very long time, people knew his face. The seniors who walked past (usually walking out of the cardio rooms) smiled at him, waved or even asked him how that son was doing.
He often brought them water and ran to the drugstore quickly, for their drugs. He didn't even get weird stares from the beautiful bleached blonde ladies that stood behind the counter in the store. He was buying old man medicine after all and he didn't look sixty, although people did say that he looked a year older since the near death of his friends.
Don't get him wrong, he wasn't happy, Hell, he still cried like a baby at night and when his eyes met Everest's sleeping face it was a fact that he'd shed a tear, or two, or more...

Thor walked out of the room, glancing at the hallway that lead to Aviva's while suppressing a sob. He staggered all the way to the waiting room, his stomach growling.
He was under the watch of doctors, his grandmother made sure that her cutie wouldn't harm himself in any possible way.

He tightened his hands in to a two fists, his knuckles were bruised from the amount of people he had punched. It was disrespectful to make fun of Everest and Aviva, therefore he would lay a punch on their body and let the neat bruise he made show what they did.
Thor knocked on the nurse's desk lightly, feeling helpless he pleaded for water with his facial expression, popping his eyes out as if he were a lost puppy.
He didn't roll a word out of his mouth for what seemed like everlasting ages, not in front of people. He did when he spoke to Everest and Aviva, waiting for an answer.

Before the nurse brought him his water something struck his attention, the hospital was quiet this time a day, so hearing loud tiptoeing was something that didn't happen often, it could've been a mother of a child that got in to a car crash she caused, or possibly a friend that was banned to visits their dying friend, because they weren't family, whatever it was it did catch Thor's attention.

One thing led to another and he was soon turn in around, his feet feeling as if they were glued to the ground and his stomach suddenly dropped, as if it were a suicidal maniac that was dropping from a ten story building.

He breathed in a shaky, unsteady breath and caught a hold of the desk's edge, letting out a silent exhale as he leaned against it.

"You." he pointed a trembling finger with visible knuckles at the slim silhouette in front of him.

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