Chapter 14

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,, I was an angel, living in the garden of evil "
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Once in the past I overheard someone say : Suicidal people are angels, who wants to go back to Heaven
I think about this a lot lately. Was this person right? Or do these people have their reason, why they have to walk as fallen angels among mortals. Who knows? Maybe the angels who felt the need to fulfill this idea, and took their own life knows the answer for this question. This is when the realization hits us, they are dead. They can't come back to us, we can do anything in our power but we can't bring them back. We have to face the harsh reality that we were to late at realizing things. We didn't helped them when we still had the chance. Now we have to face the consequences.

These were the thoughts that occupied Ivan at this very moment. The events of this past few days played in his mind like a movie that never ends. He couldn't sleep, drink or think properly. Not when his brother is on a hospital bed next to him. It's been a week. One whole week of misery and never ending guilt for everyone around him. No one could function properly, the unconscious body of Emilio is in front of every TEAM 10 members eyes. They visited Emilio every day, hoping he would finally wake up. Ivan on the other hand, he was next to his brother every night and day. Never missing a single second.
The others worries didn't end with Emilio, they were worried for Ivan too. The trauma of loosing his brother killed him. They hoped maybe after a day or two Emilio would wake up. Sadly their prayers weren't heard. Though their hopes are high and try to be patient but it's hard. With every passing day, they lose a bit of hope.

I know you must ask now 'What have happened with Emilio?'
The answer to your question is : he's not dead nor alive. He's in a peaceful place where no one can hurt him. His body is still here with them though. His mind is in that peaceful place.
His is coma.

After the event that took place, the doctors tried to save him. His wounds were too deep and he lost lots of blood. Too much blood to be honest. His heart stopped once, they had to bring him back. His body was in so much pain, it couldn't take it anymore. He slipped into coma. The doctor can't say anything. They don't know how long can he be like that. The only thing they can do is to pray too. Pray, that he will wake up.

When Ivan heard news he was... petrified. His heart sank in his chest, he felt like the whole world crashed onto his shoulders. He shot everything and everyone out. He couldn't face the harsh reality. The fact that his brother might never wake up. He can't imagine a world without Emilio. Without his best friend, partner in crime, without his twin brother.

When they got the news, the doctor told them they can't stay with Emilio. They have to go home and come back the next day. That was the moment when something broke inside of Ivan. He cried and cried all the way from the hospital, till the house. When they stepped inside, he ran to their room - his room. He looked around in the room. Everything looked so... normal. Nothing seemed out of space. He walked around the room, observing everything.
Emilio's bed looked just like before they have left. There was a white envelope on the top of the blanket at the very end of the bed. When he went closer he saw that his name is written on the envelope with big bold letters. He was scared to open it and face the words inside it, but curiosity took the best of him. It was a letter for him. Emilio wrote a goodbye letter for him.
He started it to read it slowly, trying to observe every sentence. He wanted to cry, destroy he wanted to dissappear. Even after what he did to Emilio, he still wanted Ivan not to feel guilty. Right now he wanted to run to his brother, hug him, scream into his face and try to wake him up but he knew he couldn't do it. This made everything even worse for him. He promised himself he will help Emilio and nothing could stop him from it.

That night Ivan slept in Emilio's bed, inhaling his scent. He wished none of this have happened and Emilio still would be here in the same room as him. Sadly he can't turn back time to before all of this have happen. Oh how much he wished he could do this. He had to face the reality, his brother is not here. His laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to machines. He knows he screwed it up, but he will try to fix it no matter how much will it takes.

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Sorry if it's trash 😅
I hope you still enjoyed it though 😄

Sorry for not updating. Things have been really stressful in the past few months for me. But I'm back and I try to update as much as I can 😘

~Nina~

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