Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound was beginning to annoy me. The pain I was in before wasn’t there anymore. It was a miracle but I was cold, everything was cold… except my hand which laid to my side. The sound of a person sniffing sadly made me want to open my eyes, so I did. I slowly pried my eyelids apart and my blue orbs blinked up at the bright ceiling. The clean, crisp, germ-free air around me made my nose scrunch up. As I was taking my deep breath in, the warmth fled from my hand. I looked at who was near. Alice, my dearest sister, and Steve, my new roommate. What the hell happened after I blacked out?
“Oh Adam! You’re awake,” Alice grinned. Her face was bright and bubbly as always. He long blond hair was in a ponytail that hung at behind her back. She was wearing a pair of black shorts that stood out from her creamy completion and a tight blue tank top that showed off a lot of cleavage. On her feet was a pair of used black Converse. “I’ll go get Drew,” she smiled before prancing out of the room. I shook my head at her and looked at Steve.
He was pale and his eyes had dark circles around them. He was dressed in a clean grey button up with a white shirt underneath with blue jeans hanging loosely on his waist. His usually perfectly placed black hair was disheveled beyond belief. He was sitting right by my bed, his hands sitting in his lap. He seemed frozen, staring at me.
“Hey,” I said, my voice sound hoarse to my ears. “You alright?” I asked.
“I think I should be asking you that question,” he whispered.
“I’ll be fine, I’m alive aren’t I?” I smiled. “You look like hell.”
“Yeah, you’ve been out for a few days,” he said. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?” I asked, a confused smile playing at my lips.
“I knew what they were going to do to you and I didn’t stop them. I was too afraid, I thought they’d--,” I raised a heavy hand to stop him.
“I’m alive aren’t I? Thanks for helping me out, I know you’re probably the one who called 911, huh?” He nodded. “Thanks to you, I’m still alive. I’m not too sure what would happen otherwise. My they wouldn’t stop ‘til they saw me coughing up blood or something,” I chuckled.
“How can you still laugh?” he asked. I shrugged.
“I don’t know,” I chuckled again. “I’ve lived with this sort of thing for most of my life, this is how I deal with it. When I wake up alive, I begin to laugh, think ‘Wow, I could’ve died, huh?’ It makes me laugh.”
“Why?” he asked.
“Why should I be alive?” I answer.
“Because, your sister needs you doesn’t she?”
“I’m sure her life would be better without me. I laugh because my guardian angel works too damn hard for shit.” He sighed.
“You’re not shit, Adam,” he informed me.
“No but might as well be,” I chuckled again. “I’m just glad I have you now because you care.” His cheeks tinged pink as Alice bounced in, holding a doctor’s hand.
He was tall, maybe six feet. He wasn’t ripped but he wasn’t bony either. He had messy, ash brown hair and he had dark grey eyes. His dark pink lips were pulled into a smile as he spotted me. His face was covered in a small stubble. He was handsome, I’d give him that, with his oval shaped head. His smile was contagious.
“Hello, Mr. Henley. It’s good to see that you’re awake,” he grinned. “I’m Dr. Andrew Baygins. Call me, Dr. Drew.” I nodded and smiled at him.
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Adam+Steve (On Hold)
Fiksi Remaja"'God created Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve you fucking fag!' Someone screamed at me for the third time that morning, throwing their trash at me. I had stopped trying to fight back, I was tired of it but that meant nothing." Adam Henley is one o...
