Please save me (Newtmas kitten au)

Chapter 16

Thomas swore loudly, looking frantically for a solution then he remembered.

Minho, he had a car.

Thomas gently lay Newt down on the couch and pulled out his phone again, calling Minho and praying that he wasn't busy.

"Yo Thomas what's up man?" Minhos familiar voice called through and Thomas thanked The Lord that he sounded to be sober.
"Minho! I need you to come over right now and bring your car it's an emergency just please come here as fast as you can!" Thomas rushed out.
"Wait is everything ok? Thomas what's happening?"
"I'll explain later I just need you to get here, now!"
"Ok ok I'll be there in 5 minutes"

Thomas hung up the phone and ran his fingers through his hair, his attempt at being calm going out the window.

He was afraid, afraid of loosing Newt.

Newt was still clutching his stomach in pain, eyes shut and whimpering. Suddenly he started to cough and another spirt of blood came out and landed on his shirt. He looked down at it sadly as tears gathered in his eyes.

A honk from outside brought Thomas out if his thoughts as he sprinted to the door, almost slamming himself into it. He opened the door to see a panicked Minho rushing through the hallway to his apartment.

"Dude what the hell is going on!?"  Minho frantically yelled but Thomas just rushed back into his apartment to still find Newt on the couch.
Carefully, Thomas picked Newt up, a loud whimper leaving the boys lips as he clutched onto Thomas' shirt.
"Who's that? Is he ok? Is that why you need the car? IS THAT BLOOD?!" Minho rambled but Thomas really could focus on answering any questions, he really just wanted to get Newt to the hospital.

"Just drive us to the hospital please!" Thomas replied, getting into the car and putting Newt in the back seat.
"Which one?"
"I don't know do I look like a damn map to you just get us to a hospital!"
"Ok fine you need to calm down boy"
"He's vomiting up blood bring calm is not exactly my first priority right now Minho"

Minho shock his head and started the car, revving up the engine and taking off with such force that Thomas almost face planted into the window. He heard Newt gasp as he gripped onto his chair, horrified.

"Minho we need to get to the hospital alive" Thomas almost yelled.
"Do you want to drive? Because right now I'm driving to the hospital with no clue as to the reason why, no idea who the blond kid in my backseat is and no idea why he has blood all over him"
Thomas took a deep breath as he tried to stay calm.
"His name is Newt, he's.... he's a hybrid"
"WHAT!" Minho yelled, almost slamming the car into a tree. Swirling back into the road, Newt let out a terrified scream.

"Yes a hybrid, a kitten hybrid actually and he's vomiting on himself so we really need to get to that hospital"
"Thomas you have a lot of explaining to do-"
"Just drive!" Thomas yelled.

After what seemed like an eternity they finally pulled up in front of the hospital.

Thomas rushed out to the back to get Newt, but he was laying unconscious on the back seat.
"No no no no no no no!" Thomas whispered frantically to himself, leaning in and picking up the fragile boy. Then Thomas remembered that falling in and out of consciousness was a part of the signs.

"Dude is he dead?!" Minho yelled causing Thomas to send him a glare.
"No he is not dead!" Thomas yelled back, hoping desperately that he was right.

They rushed into the hospital and to the receptionist. She looked to be around 30 years old with her hair pulled into a tight bun, a board expression on her face.
"What seems to be the problem?" She asked bluntly and Thomas knew that there was going to be a problem.
"My friend is vomiting blood and falling in and out of consciousness so we need to see a doctor or something now!" Thomas frantically explained.

The woman didn't budge, sighing out of annoyance and reaching  under her desk and pulling out a form.
"Fill these out and wait over there, when a doctor is free they'll come to see you" she said, handing Minho the forms.
"No you don't understand, he needs a different type of doctor and he needs to be seen now!" Thomas didn't know how else to pled his case, Newts life was on the line and this woman was not helping in the slightest.
"Listen kid, everyone here needs to see a doctor, that's why it's called a hospital but your little friend here looks to be fine, unconsciousness isn't deadly so I suggest you take a seat over there and wait your turn" the woman replied, giving Thomas a harsh glare and typing on her computer.

Thomas was boiling with rage.

"You don't understand! He needs a different doctor!"
"No you don't understand, sit down and wait!"
Another woman, this one with blond hair and looked to be in her 40s came over.
"What's happening here, Lucy why are you yelling at these young boys?"
"They are refusing to cooperate!" Lucy responded causing Thomas to shake his head.
"No listen to me please! My friend needs to see a doctor now, he's vomiting blood but he needs a different type of doctor..." Thomas trailed off, he really didn't want to say that Newt was a hybrid, hybrids were not treated very well and they were looked down upon.

The blond woman's face changed, a look of sudden realisation coming across it.
"Is your friend here a..." She gave Thomas a look and that was enough to show that she understood.

Thomas nodded and the woman let out a sigh. She pressed a button and made an announcement.
"Could doctor Janson please report to the reception desk immediately"

After a minute, a skinny man who looked to be wearing a white suit came walking calmly towards the desk.
"Hello ladies, how may I be if assistance?" He asked, he sounded to be a nice guy.
"We have some young men here who need to speak with you, their friend is vomiting blood and falling in and out of consciousness" the blond woman explained and doctor Janson's face changed into one of shock.

"Boys follow me please" he said as he walked briskly down the corridor, passing many doors until he made it to a door marked:
'Hybrid services'