Blue Diamond's Pet

Chapter 2: Death Ain't coming

The light is blinding as I wake from my slumber...my heart beats slow and dull as I put my hand over my heart with tear filled my eyes.

I wasn't dead.

I sit up and look around to my surroundings as I peel off the oxygen mask over my mouth weakly with the tips of my fingers to breath the fresh air that blows through the room through the window...my body aches as if I'd just fell down a never ending flight of stairs for hours.

"I...I have to get out of here" I think as I throw one leg over the side of the hospital bed to find that it was missing...my mouth goes sour and my heart beat quickens as I become speechless...my insides scream as I touch the bloodied bandages wrapped around stomp of my leg.

My hands shake and I am soon drenched in sweat.

"Is this a nightmare?" I think to myself as I stare at the clipboard that is against the wall that says "amputee" I choke back my scream of horror and fall back attempting to remember what had happened and when it happened...my entire body shakes as tears spill from my eyes and I cry into my bandaged hands...I wanted to die more than ever now...I wanted to throw myself out the window and fall to my death...my tears soak through the bandages and sting the cuts on the palms of my hands that I'd always managed to hide from everyone I met.

The door opens and I turn to look at who is entering in fear that it was the gang leader who had promised to find and kill me.

I hold my breath as the door slowly opens allowing the unusual hospital smell into the room...a man with long brown hair, a bald spot ,and a goatee enters.

He holds a vase of flowers and a get well balloon in his hand as he becomes shocked to see me sitting up.

"You're awake" The man said with a stunned look on his face...I stare at him as thee feeling of danger vanishes with every second in this awkward silence...he turns gestures for someone.

"Who are you?" I groan weakly gritting my teeth as a pain suddenly stabs me between my rib cage. "My name is Greg Universe and this is my son Steven" he says as a small boy with a ukulele enters...his black hair was curly and he wore a oversized light pink shirt with a yellow star on it.

He shyly hides behind his father as Greg places the vase on a table across the room."What...what happened" I murmur weakly placing my hands on the stomp of my leg.

"I found you in the woods when Steven's ball rolled in...you were covered in blood and I saw your amputated leg and...it was just instinct that I needed to get you to the hospital as quick as possible" Greg says tapping his fingers together.

"So...um"

"Axel"

"How about we be friends"

I wipe the tears from my eyes and stare at Greg and Steven who shyly stares at me.

"Sure"