Red Roses 》Valdangelo 》Book 1 (COMPLETED)

▫🔹➡ Nico ⬅🔹▫

ONE HOUR LATER

"Excuse me, sir." the nurse put her hand on my shoulder. I looked up from where my eyes previously rested on my hands in Leo's one hand.

"I'm afraid you need to exit. Mr. Valdez will be partaking in surgery. We will keep you updated." she said. I looked down, nodding tightly. I let go of my love's hand.

I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I'll be back when you awake."

TIME SKIP TO FIVE MINUTES LATER (XD YAS)

Nico was holding his hands firmly together as if Leo's hand was still captivated inside.

The waiting room was the same, but only with different people. Most people were here for appointments, now, not worrying much and not excessively crying like before. He had taken note that the little girl he talked to earlier was no longer there.

He pulled out his phone, which still had 47%. He went to his Pandora, to see if he could calm his nerves.

Softly,
Like a wave of oceans on the street
Keep in motion at your feet
As you follow

Roughly,
Stay beside me as I sleep
Stay behind me in my dreams
Protect me from the villains I meet

Then I'll see you tomorrow,
Tomorrow morning

Speak to me,
Caress me gently in your arms
Rub my hand and wipe my cheeks
Maybe the days then won't be so bleak

My heart,
My heart is such a fragile thing
Delicate but yet a beauty
Like a jewel inside a tomb
That never reaches sunlight, covered in dust

Don't let me rust,
Don't let me bust
Keep on holding
Onto us
Let the days roll
Turn into tonight's
I'll be alright!
We'll be alright!

But you gotta hang on.

Hang onto me, this ride is never easy.
But you gotta hang on.
Handle bars in front of us, grab each other instead.
All these thoughts, they fill my head,
As the air cuts my breath
And we go down, down, down
And then up, up, up
We go down, down, down
Enough.

Softly,
Place your hand against the wall
Don't make any noises at all
The monsters' gonna get you

Rightfully,
Take your place atop the throne
But I will never go
I hope you know, I hope you know

Don't let me rust,
Don't let me bust
Keep on holding
Onto us
Let the days roll
Turn into tonight's
I'll be alright!
We'll be alright!

But you gotta hang on.

Hang onto me, this ride is never easy.
But you gotta hang on.
Handle bars in front of us, grab each other instead.
All these thoughts, they fill my head,
As the air cuts my breath
And we go down, down, down
And then up, up, up
We go down, down, down
Enough.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Oh, yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah, yeah-ah

Just gotta hold on
But you gotta hang on a little tighter
Just gotta hold on
I see your knuckles getting whiter
You make me proud
You make me strong
Late at night
Sing me this song
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

But you gotta hang on

Yeah you gotta hang on
Yeah, yeah!
And we go up, up, up
Then we come down, down, down,
And look at that, that, that
Safely on ground, ground, ground

Oh, oh.

I took a deep breath, my eyes still closed, as the song finished. I opened my eyes, at more ease. I took out my headphones. My eyes felt heavy, and I looked at the time. It's late, 9:33pm. I yawn, but keep my eyes open. I should get some water. I think. I get up and head to the bathrooms.

Once there, I look in the mirror. I did look awful. My hair was ratty and my eyes so worn out. I hadn't changed, so I probably smelled horrible. I sighed, and turned on the faucet. I cupped my hands under the water, and splashed the tiny pool in my face. I wiped my cheeks and my eyes and my sweaty forehead. I grabbed a few paper towels and wiped myself dry. I looked in the mirror again; I'm still slightly red and messy, exhausted too, but there's not much else I could do.

I threw away the wet paper towels and then grabbed the bathroom door. I was about to open when I heard a familiar voice.

"Nico?"