Protector -Dark Larry Stylinson/Marcel Fanfiction-

Chapter Twenty-Two

Louis' P.O.V

"Mrs. Twist? Mr. Tomlinson?" I looked up sharply at my name. A nurse was walking over towards me and Anne with a sad smile on her face. She sat in the chair between us in the waiting room and greeted us with a wave. 

"So, this is Marcel's medical record and recent things we've found since he was admitted here yesterday. You see, there were fresh cuts on his hips that were made, from what we understand, only a few days ago. The cuts were in deep, causing some internal bruising, which is unusual for cuts like that. But we don't know what has caused bruises over his body." 

I looked over at Anne with a tired expression. Why didn't I protect him from all those people? Why was I so fucking stupid as to not follow him when I love him? "He's been... been bullied. Physical bullying. And verbal." I mumbled, as she looked at me with sad eyes. "Well, anymore damage to his body, he could have ruptured a kidney the way the internal bruising was located at. But back to what we've found." 

I nodded reaching my hand over to pat Anne's shoulder. She sighed heavily as we turned our attention back to the young nurse. "We put him on some anesthesia so he would calm down. When we had him come in, he was still conscious but very frantic. He kept repeating things like 'kill me with something. Please. I'm begging you. Get a needle and cut my wrists.' Personally, in my five years of being here, I have never cried over a patient, but I was really close to crying for Mr. Styles." 

Everything went blank from that. He wanted the doctors to kill him. I could here Anne sobbing and I knew that she left to go outside for a little bit. "Is h-he still awake?" I mumbled shakily, as she nodded. "You can see him if you want. Just don't get him too worked up. It's okay if he starts crying but if he gets hysterical, then hit the emergency button. Here, I'll walk you to the room." I nodded, getting up slowly and following her down the hall.

What if he doesn't want to see me? He didn't want to be saved and I saved him. I didn't follow him when I did love him. I didn't protect him from those fuckers at his school. I'm so horrible. 

She stopped at a door and opened it, revealing a broken Marcel. He looked dead. His eyes were glazed over and unfocused, his hair was limp and lifeless, his skin was pale as can be, and he was shaking. I wanted to run over and hug him, but I'm afraid I'll hurt him even more. He didn't look up at all when we walked. 

"I'll leave you alone." I nodded, the door closing behind her as she left. I sat down in the chair by the hospital bed. "Marcel," I countered, "I'm sorry... for everything. I'm too stupid to let you go like that. I'm scared. I have another hearing today in court but I don't know why I'm going through with the thing of self defense. I'm going to get caught someday. But I want to let you know that I do love you. I love you more than myself." I stopped myself there. I don't know if I love him more than Harry. I want to say it but, Harry is my everything. 

"And I... I love just like I-I love Harry." I mumbled, tears filling my eyes. I looked all around him. He wasn't plugged into a heart monitor but to a blood pressure one. I wanted to make him feel better. I wanted to erase the last few days in time and just go through it a different way.

"Really?" I heard a rough voice ask. I looked up to see Marcel looking at me blankly. "Yes." He grabbed my hand and kissed the top of it. I got up and laid down next to him on the bed. Our fingers were still joined as I turned my back to him and rested our hands on my hip. I felt him move closer to me, so his stomach was pressed to my back. I could feel his lips on the back of my neck, leaving soft kisses on the same spot. It was comforting as I snuggled up more to him. 

I let go of his hand and turned towards him putting the hospital blanket over both of our bodies. I left a small peck on his lips and entangled our legs together. I buried my face into his neck as he did the same with me. "I love you." I whispered, giving a peck on the side of his neck before slowly closing my eyes and falling asleep.