*Kellins POV*
I got up and ran down the hall opening every door. It was safe to say I was in panic mode. Soon enough I came to a door and opened it. My heart stopped. I fell to my knees. I couldn't breathe. Right next to the bed on the floor layed the love of my life, looking ever so lifeless. With a razor covered in blood lying next to him. His left forearm still had that ever so familiar crimson color slowly coming from one of the cuts, which I assume to be the worst, and the rest was dried blood. I slowly pulled myself off the floor and inched toward his pale body. I checked for a pulse. At first I didn't feel one, but then I felt a slight thud against my fingertips. It was so slow and weak. I knew he was dying, but I couldn't let him. I pulled out my phone and called 911.
"911 what is your emergency?" the operator asked. "M-my b-boyfriend... s-suicide. H-hurry. Please!" I stuttered out, realizing how much of an emotional wreck I actually was. I was sobbing, and was shaking frantically. They needed to hurry the fuck up, I turned to Vic and couldn't help, but continue to break down. Finally, paramedics came rushing in. I must have been such a mess I didn't even hear them pull up. One of them turned to me as the others put him on a gurnee. "Sir, would you like to come with?" I nodded quickly and got up, following them out. As we went through the living room, I passed Mike and he had the biggest smirk on his face, I hated him. How could he do this? How could he be happy? I turned back towards him and punched him square in the nose. "That outta get that fucking smirk off your face, asshole" and with that being said I got into the ambulance and headed towards the hospital, where I knew my boyfriend would be saved. He had too.
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At the hospital, they rushed Vic into the emergency room and had me sit in the waiting room. The anticipation was killing me. I had to know if my Vic was okay. I got up and walked up to the receptionist and asked, "Is there any word on Victor Fuentes yet?". She took a moment before replying after looking at her computer she turned her attention back towards me, with a sympathatic look. No. No. NO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING. I began to shake like crazy. "Sir, you need to calm down." she said camly. I tried, but I couldn't. The nurse pulled me out of my thoughts by grabbing me by the arm and pulling me into a room. "Mr. Quinn, if you calm down I might have a way for your uh... What is Mr. Fuentes to you exactly?" the young woman asked. Their might be a way for what? Oh my gosh, I need to calm down. Gaaah. I took a deep breath before speaking. "He w-was my boyfriend, and there might be a way for what?" She looked down at her clipboard for a moment before looking back at me.
"There is a slim chance we may be able to save him. If s-" I cut her off, "What? How!" I said a little louder than anticipated. I could see the look of annoyance on her face. "Well, if you'd let me finish. If we can do a blood transfusion, then we might be able to get enough blood back into him and keep him stable..." she trailed off.. "okay, and do the freakin' transfusion! I need him alive, he's my everything..." I was back in tears. "Well, we have no blood in the hospital that matches his blood type... He has a very rare blood type." She explained. "Well what blood type eis he? Do you think I have the same?" I questioned her. There came that annoying look back on her face. "Well that's why were here. I was gonna ask you if you'd like to run some tests to see if your a positive match." After she said that, I got a big gulp of hope in my heart that my Viccy would be okay. "Anything for Vic, anything."
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I had gotten tests done and I was back in the waiting room waiting for the past 15 minutes. Finally, the familiar nurse came back out and called my name. I practically jumped off my seat. As I approaced she had a small smile on her face. "Mr. Quinn it looks like you are in fact a positive match to Mr. Fuentes bloodtype of type O blood. So now it is your choice on if you would like to donate some of your blood for Mr. Fuentes. You can have a little time if you'd like, but Mr. Fuentes doesn't have long." She stated. It's in my hands, I had to save Vic. I looked up into her eyes which were searching for an answer. "I'll do it. I'll do anything it takes to save him." I said firmly. "Okay, and you know that it's not garunteed that he will survive? This is just his best hope. Would you like to proceed?" She asked so politely. "I understand, let's get started." Like I said whatever it took.
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I had gotten lots of blood drawn from me. So much it kind of made me feel dizzy, so I was given a small bed to lay on in a room. They were now giving Vic the blood transfusion. God, I hoped this worked. I love him so much, I need him. I slowly began to nod off.
I woke up and looked at the clock I had been asleep for about 2 hours or so, I guess it was well needed. A nurse told me I could use the bathroom to freshen up, so I went in and stripped off my clothes and got under the steamy water. It instantly relaxed my mind. After I was done, I used a spare toothbrush to bruch my teeth, fixed my hair & put back on my black skinny jeans, a Drop Dead cut off shirt & my black toms. I headed out the door and found the same nurse in the hall. I asked her if there was any word on Vic's condition. She gave me a smile and a nod. She then began to walk away, so I presumed I was supppose to follow her. So I did. We walked down a few hallways before entering a room with a familiar small mexican boy lying in the bed, sound asleep.
He looked so... fragile. So broken. He had wires hooked up to him all over, but I could hear a beep beep, sound. His heart rate was so much stronger than when I had found him. I was so happy, I was crying. Not sad tears, but tears of joy. I turned to the nurse and she had a warm smile planted on her face. "So when will he wake up?" I asked with a grin on my face. "It should be soon enough, he's very lucky you know. He almost didn't make it." She said as she walked out of the room, leaving me with Vic. "I'm the lucky one..."
*Hey I said I'd update so I did, not much... Oh well, I'll try and update as soon as I can. If you read you should comment and let me know. Thanks :)*
