Forgotten Rings // Brolby

Chapter One

Brennen's eyes fluttered open slowly, adjusting to the harsh white light beaming down onto his face. He was laying down for some reason, perhaps he'd fallen asleep?
But it became blatantly clear as his ears adjusted to the hussle and bussle of the noise outside that he wasn't alone or at home.

Brennen decided, after a few minutes of staring blankly at the white ceiling, to sit up. As he moved his head though, a sharp pain shot through his body and he ended up flopping his head back down on the soft pillow behind him.

Oh.

So I'm most likely in a hospital...
For what reason though?

"Brennen? Are you..?"

Green eyes suddenly met with blue; the body of a young, dark haired male hovered over his own. He seemed thin, too thin and hiding under a baggy hoodie which clearly didn't cling where it should have been. His lips were also trembling, eyes swelling with crystal tears.

"Oh thank god"

Brennen hadn't felt this man's hand on his before, but he sure did now with the near death grip surrounding it. He wanted to wince but he couldn't bring himself to in front such a distressed person.

Such a beau-...

"I swear to you Colby, if this is another-. BRENNEN!"

He recognised the people shoving through the doorway all at once. Who could forget? Their voices, their features, their vibrant personalities...

So who was-

"Had a nice nap, sleeping beauty?" Elton chuckled, only to be smacked in the arm by Corey.
"What I think Elton means to say is how've you been holding up?"

Brennen seemed to find a voice within all of this overwhelming and confusing display.

"I'm good, I think? Just hurts to move right now"
"Ah, well I'm sure you of all people will be able to get over that. I mean you've gotta get back to that gym life, right?" Nick smiled "Want me to let Instagram and Twitter know you're all right now?"
"Please do"

Brennen's sense of awareness grew as he began remembering everything he'd temporarily forgotten. The Taylor Fam were probably worried, or at least he'd hoped they were, due to his hospitalization. Speaking of.

"How long have I actually been in here?"
Everyone started looking at eachother, Brennen wasn't quite sure why. Eventually Sam stepped out of the huddle and spoke up.
"Around two weeks"

Tw-..

"Are you serious?! I need to go make videos, this is ridiculous! I can't-"

Brennen was cut short by a groan of pain he let out upon sitting up suddenly. His head swam whilst soft hands found their way to the back of his head, lowering him to the comfort of his hospital pillow. He was sure one those hands was the one gripping his own earlier, belonging to the crying brunette.
Again, wh-

"Ah! Mr Taylor, you're awake"

Brennen watched through slightly dazed eyes as a blond woman in a baby-blue uniform pushed rather rudely past his friends to skip to his bedside.

"Do you feel better now?"
"Well, considering I was asleep for a long time, yeah. I feel a whole lot better"

The blond giggled.
I wasn't even trying to be funny

"Okay, well you'll be able to leave soon then if one of your friends could come sign you out?"

She glanced over her shoulder at the group of people huddled by the door, holding up one of her fingers to them just to emphasise her point. After a few more moments of her seemingly throwing shade, she turned back to face Brennen.

"But sir, please be careful. Although we couldn't find any permenant or un-healing damage to your brain, it doesn't mean that you're clear of the shock of your fall. If you ever need advice on something, call the reception here. I'll be on the receiver"

Fall? I don't remember a fall...

She gave a small wink to the patient before she spun around and walked out casually, grabbing Corey, who was unfortunately the closest to the back, and hauling him back to presumably the wooden main desk.
For some reason, Brennen could feel some kind of angry energy beside him coming from the brunette who was no longer sporting tear streaks on his face but burning red cheeks.

"Well, we'd better get the cars ready...and stuff..."
Sam looked visibly uncomfortable, as did most of the people in the room. He guessed they wanted out before that crazy chick came back, but he simply couldn't wait for later.

"Um, guys?"

Everyone looked at him

"Who is this?"

Brennen raised his finger slowly,  settling at an angle pointing towards the very same person who'd been holding onto his hand for dear life mere minutes ago. He watched as those hands left his side, coming up to grab that person's mouth in an attempt to stop the choking sounds of him, yet again, crying violently.

He didn't understand

Who is he?

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Yeah I get it, I'm evil as hell.
Uhm, I'm actually having next to no problems writing this at the moment so I might actually be posting more than I usually do, yay!
Happy Brobly'ing,
RFX