High School//Ianthony

Chapter 48: I Can't Get My Mind Off You

ANTHONY'S P.O.V.

"I love you," Was the last thing I could say before I was asked to leave the room while a crap load of doctors came in. I did as I was told. This...can't...be...happening. I wiped away my own tears. He doesn't deserve this. He's gone through enough. But....Ian can stay alive for me...right? I hope so. Besides Ian told me himself. Maybe, I should go home. I can't stand this hospital any longer. People come here to suffer and die. The whole place is making me want to suffer and die. I need to leave. I get out of the white hospital chair and start walking out of the hospital. Where did I park my car again? Oh yeah... I start walking in the direction of my car. After the long car drive, I slowly walked into my house and flopped down on the couch. This place........it just feels so....dark, empty, lifeless... All I just thought is true though. I'm the only living thing in the house. No pets, no parents, no Ian. I didn't bother to turn on the lights. Who needs 'em when you're depressed? All because Ian isn't waking up...and that almost scares me to death. I can't help but worry at this point. Then...Ian's words echoed in my head "You need to stop worrying. It's affecting your mental health." Those words echoed over and over and over and over "But Ian doesn't understand!!!" I almost shout. "He doesn't understand," I repeat, softer this time. Oh my god....it is affecting my mental health. I should do something to get Ian off my mind...

-1 HOUR LATER-

Nothing. Is. Fucking. Working. I tried so much yet nothing worked. Eating, sleeping, drinking, walking, running, slamming my head against a wall, Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask and Legend of Zelda Twillight Princess......NOTHING IS WORKING. I throw the controller across the room. Goddammit, fucking Midna....I blame you. (Sorry, that was a Twillight Princess reference). Crap I should go get that controller. Maybe I'll just leave it there....for now. I walk to my room and fall onto my bed, face first. The smell on the bed....it's kinda nice.............Ian. "Fuck... that's not helping," I mumble to myself. I quickly get off the bed and sit down on the edge of the bed. Then, my phone rang. I groaned and then picked it up. "Sorry...I'm not in the mood to talk right now-" I was about to hang up but then I am inturrupted when I heard the other line say "Wait, wait wait! Anthony, I need to talk to you," The farmiliar voice says. Shaun. "What the hell do you want Shaun?" I ask. I am not in the mood to talk to anyone. Especially Shaun. "Listen, you don't like me. I get that. But I need to know what's up with you and Ian. First you don't show up to school... then I saw on the news that Kalel escaped.....and now I'm hearing rumours about a hospital...please Anthony." Anger started boiling in me at those words. But...he is Ian's friend...he does deserve to know....I guess... My anger calmed down as I tried to speak without frustration in my voice. "You promise not to tell anyone? Otherwise I will beat you to a pulp." "I promise," Shaun says calmly...and I can tell he's scared to even tell anyone. I take a deep breath. "Well.....after Kalel escaped...Ian and I decided to play it safe and stay at my house. We ran out of food so we went to the nearest grocery store and...." I bit my lip and took another deep breath before continuing "and my old friends were there, wanting to beat us up again. We decided to run and all of a sudden they stopped. Ian and I did the same and....Kalel was there. She stabbed Ian then was killed by getting hit by a drunk driver and....Ian-" I am cut off by my phone ringing again. It's the hospital. "I'll tell you the rest later," I say before answering the other call. "Hello? Is Ian okay? Did he wake up?" The questions just kept rolling off my tounge. 

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

Anthony went wide-eyed at what he had just heard from the hospital. "I'll be right there," and with that said, he hung up.