The Art Of Finding Love... Again

Chapter 16

[Adam's POV]

I wake up in a hospital. I instinctively reach up to my left eye and feel a bandage. I look down at my right hand, which is in a cast. I'll bet that the rest of my body looks horrible where...

A doctor walks in the room.

"Huh. Your awake. Everyone thought you were an impossible case. Lost a lot of blood, no one thought you'd make it."

"Thanks. That's very assuring." I said, sarcastically.

"You've got some visitors." He walks out of the room then walks back in with Jason. "You have 5 minutes. We have quite a few more." Aww! My friends... care!

"Adam!" Jason rushes over to me. "Are-Are you feeling alright?"

"Y-Yeah." We hug for a minute or two. "Did you come here all the way from Alaska on your vacation?" Jason looks at me, confused.

"My vacation ended over a year ago." Now it was my turn to look shocked.

"How long have I been out?" Jason looked at the floor.

"T-Two years." The doctor re-entered.

"Time's up."Jason walked out of the room and was quickly replaced by Jerome.

"Oh my god! Adam!" He hugs me, too. "I thought..." I hug him again and neither of us talks for the whole 5 minutes. The doctor enters once again and is followed by Mitch. They go one after another after another, all telling me how much they missed me. After Mitch it was Dakota, Dan, Ian, Jynx, and my parents.

"Doctor?" I asked as my mom left.

"Yeah?"

"I-Is Ty here?" he looks at me.

"You mean the "Friend" who did this to you?" I nod. "He's in the Asylum."

"No! Get him out of there! He doesn't deserve to be with the crazy people!"

"Sorry, Adam. We can't risk having someone like him in today's society." There was a silence.

"So... one of my friends said I was out for two years."

"That's correct. It is the year 2014."

"I've been in the hospital... for two years..." I whisper to myself, staring at my footrest to the bed. "What have I missed..."

[Ty's POV]

I've been in the asylum for two years... what have I missed...

Please...

My claws cut another gash on his right arm. Adam begins to lose consciousness.

Wake up, Adam! Wake up!

The door bursts open behind me and I look to see who it is. It's Mitch followed by a doctor. I let go of Adam and leap towards the doctor. He takes out a taser and, before I know it, I'm on the floor, twitching. He must be unconscious, but I'm not. They work together to tie me back into the chair, much tighter than before, and the doctor rushed over to Adam. They muse over Adam then the doctor stands up.

"I'm afraid he may not make it." Tears are streaming down Mitch's face and I'm broken inside.

"NO! WE HAVE TO GET HIM TO A HOSPITAL!" Mitch screams followed by a wracking sob tearing through him.

"I'm sorry. I'll do what I can." The do for himself is holding back tears. I notice more and more natural light coming into the room. Sunrise.

Ever since then, Enderlox has been haunting me.

That's right, I am.

He's the only thing keeping me sane.

Without me, you would go insane.

Insane.

Insane.

Maybe I am.

Maybe you are.

[Adam's POV]

The doctor insists that I stay in the hospital until my arm is healed. He says it may be healed by tomorrow. I don't care what he says, I'm rescuing Ty tomorrow. I look over at the clock. Midnight. I pick up my phone, plug my earbuds in, and listen to dubstep escape music. I unplug myself from all the machines they think are helping me and run.

[Insert song Goodbye by Omnitica here]

((Ty: SAVE ME ADAM!

Adam: RUN AWAY WITH ME, TY!

Me: Not happening.

Adam & Ty: What?!

Me: Classified information!

Adam: At least tell me. No one likes Ty.

Ty: Hey!

Me: Sorry, Adam. Classified information.

Ty: Okay. Well, at least answer, am I going insane?

Me: Classified information.

Ty: Will I live?

Me: Classified information.

Ty: Is Enderlox going to drive me crazy?

Me: Classified-

Adam: NO! DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULL!

Me: Sorry! Geez!))