Spirit ~Minicat/Wildladd

Chapter 2

Hey guys quick authors note the song above is gonna go along with this I guess but ya when I listen to this song it makes meh cry love you and time to start.

Wildcat's PoV

      Hours upon hours pass as I sit next to the door, watching as the doctors rush in and out of the room. I stare at the wall across from me impatiently, worried for Craig.

     A doctor walks out of the room and looks down at me with pity filled eyes. I stand up and look at him, my mind racing with questions. "I'm sorry Mr. Wild, we did the best that we could. He's gone." The doctor says emotionlessly. My whole world froze. Craig is...d-dead? My heart sinks to the pit of my chest as a wave of emotions all hit me at once. The man opens the door for me so I can walk in.

      I walk into the hospital room to see Craig's body covered with a white sheet. "Craig..." I whisper to myself as I slowly make my way to his bedside. He can't be dead... This is impossible. This can't happen. I gently grab the top of the sheet and slowly pull it down to see Craig's lifeless face. His eyes are closed and his face is relaxed. (omg my heart is hurting just writing this) If anyone didn't know any better, they would've thought he was simply sleeping. "Craig." I sat slightly louder than last time. He doesn't respond. "Craig." I sob out loud. I grab where his arm is and shake it a little. "C-C'mon buddy. Wake-Wake up...Wake up!" I call out, tears streaming down my face.

      "He is at peace now, Mr. Wild. It's time to go." The doctor says, walking over to me. "B-But he can't...He can't be dead!" I say, my voice quavering. "I'm sorry, but he is. We couldn't do much for him." He points out. I sight and take a last look at Craig's beautiful face, knowing it would be my last. (I'm so sorry guys I'm crying with you) I cover his head back up and squeeze his arm before leaving the hospital, my heart still sitting at Craig's bedside. (OH MY GOD MY HEART btw this is all she wrote so the next chapter is mine AND I SHALL MAKE IT BETTER NONE OF MY STORYS WILL EVER END SAD)

       I get home and unlock the door to my usual empty house, except today it feels a bit emptier. I walk in and stand by my kitchen table, looking at all the things I had abandoned before hurrying to the hospital. A pang of anger hits me hard as I shove everything on the table to the floor with a loud bang. I growl and speed walk over to the nearest wall, punching it as hard as I can. My anger quickly depletes and is replaced with sadness. I let out a silent sob as I slowly slide down the wall and onto the floor. I rest my head on the wall while pulling my phone out of my pocket. I pull up the photo app and scroll through all the pictures, just like I was before I heard about the accident. I stare at Craig's happy face in every single picture, giving me a small sense of happiness, but it's all ripped away when the image of Craig crying on the hospital bed resurfaces.

    I let out a long sigh before shoving my phone back in my pocket. I lazily stand up from the ground and look over at the refrigerator. I need to forget...At least for one night. I reluctantly stand up from the cold floor before walking over to the fridge. I open it up and grab a six pack of beer. I lazily walk over to the couch and set the cans on the coffee table. I rip a can out of the plastic and pop the cap, hearing a satisfied click. I quickly down the drink before grabbing another and doing the same with it, and another, and another until all that's left of the beer is the plastic that held them together.

   I groan as my surroundings change. I begin to feel light headed as all of the past events completely disappear. My mind goes blank as I let the alcohol take control of my body. I walk around the house blindly, my vision going blurry. I stumble back to the refrigerator and grab another six pack before flopping back on the couch.

Once again I will make it better I promise don't leave I will update as soon as this publishes. love yall -Tyler