BROKEN

CH.30-the hospital

*KARA'S POV*

"Where'd you tell them to go?" I asked as Seven sped through town, exceeding every speed limit within a fifty mile radius.

"I told them to wait outside of the school library. I've been in contact with Weston and he's meeting us there as well."

"Won't it be suspicious to have a few hundred people gathered outside of the school library?" I inquired from the backseat as Ace's head lay limp in my lap, his breathing slow and quiet, yet present.

"It's on the edge of the woods, it's the middle of the night, and it's the first place that I could think of," he stated as we veered into the parking lot of the hospital.

"Are you sure that this is a good idea?" I asked as Seven picked Ace up and ran him towards the entrance.

"What?" He asked before kicking down the doors and lady at the desk of our situation who immediately got on the phone and called someone.

I got close to his ear and whispered, "Bringing an immortal being into a hospital."

Seven shrugged as a stretcher appeared and the lay Ace upon it before taking him back into the emergency room and Seven and I followed until they told us we couldn't enter into a certain room. We propped ourselves up on the chairs in the waiting room and I tried to peel my shirt off my back, but when I realized that it was stuck there with blood, I left it be.

I've got to get that looked at, but that's not important right now.

I looked about the hospital before curling up in a ball and closing my eyes, taking in everything with a sigh before fading away.

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Hours passed and darkness seemed to drown out any form of light that dared to show its presence.

The room was silent as death himself and even though Seven's trembling, fear shaken figure was only inches away from me, I felt alone.

The scent of disinfectant lay heavy in the air as my fingers grazed the thin paper coating of an article in the newspaper rack. The full extremity of the situation never hit me amid the chaos, and now that I was getting settled down and processing everything, I felt like I was drowning again and I almost wished that I was.

Seven and I sat in the quiet for a few moments longer until a husky, broad man appeared out of the operating room wearing a white lab coat and walked up to us as several other people scuttled out after him.

"Ace is just fine, and we managed to remove all remaining elements of rock from us arm, but he has several severed nerves and may not be able to move it again. I'm sorry," the doctor stated remorsefully.

Seven and I weren't about to let him not that he'd probably completely heal in a short matter of time, so we played along until he allowed us to go into the room. I went in first with Seven hot on my heels.

Moonlight was streaming through the closed windows of the small room and taking shelter in Ace's hair making it's silvery luster appear far more bold. His once dirt-ridden face was it's normal pale color and his limbs had been washed clean of all evidences of blood shed.

He was beautiful.

Absolutely, undeniably, breathtakingly beautiful.