Pathway [Eremin AU]

Chapter Thirteen//Armin

"-min, get a bag packed!" I hear someone shout and it wakes me up. I sit up and shake Eren a little. He turns over and faces me.
"I guess we're going to the hospital, my mom is back," I yawn.
"Ok," He says and gets up, "I'll be right back." He then quickly walks down stairs. I follow and I see Carla. She has bruises and cuts all over her, just like Eren.
"We're heading to the hospital and we're staying the night there, so pack some clothes. We're leaving," My mom says. I nod and I go back upstairs. I shoved some clothes into a backpack and I go through Eren's bag and I grab some of his clothes. I quickly put on some shoes and Eren grabs the bag.
"I'll be back up in a second," He says. I nod. My stomach is slightly cramping and I grab my trash can by my bed. I technically throw up acid because I haven't ate anything recently. I completely ignored I was sick and kind of forgot till now.
"Armin?" I hear Eren say, "Oh, crap." I hear frantic footsteps towards me.
"Come on, we've got to go," He says and rubs my back soothingly. I nod.
"C-can you get me a wet rag from the bathroom first?" I ask and cough. He nods and runs to grab one. In about thirty seconds he's there and back.
"Here," He says. I grab it and wipe my mouth.
"I should be ok till we get to the hospital," I say.
"Ok, I got the bags in your moms car already. Go ahead and go get in the car and I'll bring a fresh trash bag and can," He says and I nod. I hold my stomach and walk down stairs.
"Hurry in the car, we need to get going as soon as possible," My mom says as she rushes past me. I go and hop in the back seat and I see Carla in the front seat.
"Is Eren alright?!" She asks in a panicked voice.
"Yeah, he's fine, he wouldn't let me take him to the hospital, so I cleaned him up here," I say.
"Ok, good deal," She says and coughs into her hand. I see blood rush down her hand and arm.
"Are you ok?!" I ask and I lean over her seat.
"Y-yeah," She huffs. Eren runs towards me and pushes me over a seat. He hands me the trash can and shuts the door next to him. My mom gets in the car and drives off down he road to the hospital.

We arrived at the hospital about two hours ago and we still haven't gotten the news back on how they are.
"How'd you patch up Eren?" My mom asks, breaking the silence.
"I just washed his cuts and his eye. 'All I could really do till you got back," I say.
She nods, "And how'd you get sick?"
"I honestly have no idea. I felt like this at the movies with Connie and Andy, but I didn't really think of being sick persay," I shrug. I pull Eren's sweatshirt sleeves down past my hands.
"How come you're wearing Eren's sweatshirt?" My mom asks.
"I got cold and that's all that I could find," I say.
"Don't get throw up on it," She chuckles, trying to make me laugh. I smile and look down. Carla was took to the ER because of internal bleeding and Eren was walked back to get stitches and to make sure nothing was broke. Me and my mom don't really know what else to do, and we somehow convinced the nurses that we were family. (Sister and nephew.) So as soon as they're l fixed up, we're allowed to go back.
  "One of the phones on the wall rings, signaling for one of the people in the waiting room to answer it. My mom gets up and walks over to answer it.
  "Yes, I am. Okay. Thank you. Yes. Goodbye."
  "What going on?" I ask.
  "We can go back. Carla is room three-forty-seven, and Eren is room three-fifty-one. You can go to Eren if you want," She says. She smiles at me and pats my shoulder as we walk out. We walk up a flight of stairs and we walk down the hallway. A few doors are open and you can hear families talking to their loved ones that were hospitalized. A group of doctors walk past us, wheeling an empty bed to a room. My mom splits off first and walks into Carla's room. I poked my head in for a second to see her asleep. I sigh and keep walking to Eren's room. I scan the room numbers and finically find his. I poke my head in first to make sure it was his room and I see there was no bed in the room. I look around and see a set of bloody ripped clothes sitting on a chair on the other side of the room. I identify them as Eren's, so I walk in fully. I examine the room and see his name written on a board with dry erase marker. I also see a spot where his bed should be and an IV rack sitting by a table near the door side of the room. I sit on a small couch on the far side of the room and sigh. I lean my head back and I feel my eyes drift shut, but I don't fall asleep. I hear the sound of a bed rolling down the hallway and it sounds like a stupid, but funny, verbal fight broke out. A bed rolls into the room and Eren is sitting up in it. They took him into his spot and he's in a hospital gown with a blanket covering from his waist down.
  "No, underwear is necessary when wearing one of these," Eren says, sounding like he was drunk, but I know he just was on a drug from going through something. He has a brace on his nose and wrist and looks tired. The doctors and nurses laugh and quickly set up his IV and other medicine drips. They take his blood pressure and heart rate and write it down on the white board under each heading. I chuckle and smile.
  "Hello, I am Mike," One of the doctors say to me.
  "Armin," I say. He hold out his hand and I shake it.
  He scratches his blonde-brown scruff and looks at Eren, "You're his cousin, correct?"
  "Uh, yes," I say, remember what I was going by.
  "You're going to have your hands full," He says and runs his fingers through his hair and chuckles, "He's a wild one."
  "I can tell," I smile and he nods. They finish up all they need to and all of them but Mike leave.
  "I will be back in a few hours to give him his medication. He's allowed to sleep, but we would not like him to get up unless he needs to use the bathroom. Water is sitting on his table. If you need any help, just press this button the remote," He says and hands me a remote that is connected to the hospital bed. He gestures to an orange button and walks to the door.
  "Okay, thank you," I say as he walks out with a wave. I look at Eren and he's laying back with his eyes closed. I sigh and can't tell if he's asleep or not.
  "Armin, that's you, right?" He asks, opening one eye to look at me.
  "Yes," I say, "Do you need something?"
  "I'm sorry for causing you trouble," He says, trailing off a bit.
  "No reason for you to apologize. So don't sweat it," I say, then yawn, covering my mouth.
  "What time is it?" He asks and turns his head towards me and opens his eyes fully.
  "It's..." I pause and look at the clock. "About four in the morning."
  "Yeah, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. None of this would have happened if I didn't have you over. It's my fault," He says and he looks away and up at the ceiling.
  "No. It's not. Don't say that. Just get some rest. You need it's been a long two days," I say and rest my head on my hands. I close my eyes and feel my mind wonder a little. But I still manage to hear Eren.
  "Okay. Thank you," He says. I hear shuffling and and he taps on my forehead.
  "You can lay on the bed if you want. I won't bite," He says. I chuckle at his wording, and I can still tell he's under a drug. I nod and pull a chair up to his bed. I rest my arms on it and rest my chin on my forearms. I feel his eyes on me and I look up at him.
  He shifts and lays back, resting one hand on his torso and on by his left side. The one with the brace on his torso fiddles with his gown and the other finds its way to my hair.
  "Get some sleep midget," He says and ruffles my hair. He closes his eyes and his arm falls to his side. I smile and close my eyes. I feel my mind drift off and into the soft beeping of his heart monitor. I quickly fall asleep to the noise.

(A/N: Sorry that was a bit repetitive. Oh well, I just wanted to finish it up. I was going to finish it tomorrow, but I got it done, so, yeah. I will try and start the next one tomorrow. I'm sorry for the holdup. ,X(
-Pitch)