Aaron's POV
The empty hospital waiting room seemed to smirk at me. Laughing at me. No one was here. No one was dying. Except Aphmau. She was dying. Going. She was in surgery now. I was not allowed in. I didn't want to go in. I didn't want to see my precious Aph being cut up. I went on the chat.
A-Aaron
A-Aph is in surgery. Her appendix is close to bursting. The hospital is Phoniex Drop Hospital. Come if you want.
That's all I said. I didn't want to see the replies. My head fell in my hands. I heard the elevator ding, and everyone came rushing in at one time.
"Aphmau!"
"Is she okay?"
"Aaron, are you okay?"
"I'm so scared..."
"I want Aph!"
The rebellious tears peeking out finally fell. That was the sign. The waterworks started. My shoulders shook with silent sobs. No one here knew me as well as Aph. No one could comfort me. Yet everyone tried. Everyone gave me a hug, crushing me. Even Zane. Zane hugged me, too.
But none of this will help.
Nothing will.
She just needs to be okay.
Please be okay... please...
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Aarmau-Purple and Red(UNDER EDITING)
FanfictionHello there! This is my first fanfiction, so it sucks. There is no plot whatsoever and is basically a story about random things happening. I understand it isn't the best, which is why I'm going to put more time and thought into my future stories. No...
