The Boys of Summer

23.

"...Charles, Are you awake?" A soft female voice stirred me from my sleep. I groaned when I felt pain in my entire body. Oh my Lord was it cold! I felt really cold.

"Oh my goodness Hank! Scott! Guys he's awake!" The woman called out in an echoey manner. I squinted my eyes to get a good glimpse of who the hell was she and where the hell I was.

"Charles! You're alive thank God." Uncle Logan's deep and intense voice caught me off guard. I felt a tube in my hand and a really strong smell of iodine. I was at a hospital.

There was clamouring and small talks starting to form around me and when I regained sight and full consciousness, A group of familiar faces stood above me with relief in the expressions.

The first one to speak was my old colleague Moira McTaggert... where did she come from? She squealed and jumped when I looked at her.
"You're alive brother! You survived a damn homicide!" She screamed. Hank, who was beside her, nudged her and glared.

"Oh sorry, but you're conscious and well brother!" She laid a hand on my hand. Wow she still really called me brother even after I left Sebastian Shaw.

"It's good to have to back, we were so worried and frightened when we saw the scene of the crime. We thought all of you were killed..." Scott ran his fingers through his hair. "We were all so stressed."

Uncle Logan huffed. "Kid Im glad you made it. Erik made it too by the way."

My eyes widened and I shot up from the bed. The group were surprised and they started to hold me down. "I- I got to see Erik..."

Hank spoke up. "Charles you can't just yet hes at-"

"No I-I need to see him! I need to see my Erik!"

Uncle Logan looped his arms around my shoulders and locked them. I kicked and feigned but I was too weak and in pain to continue on. The rest of the group clamped their hands on my legs and arms.

"I-I need to s-ee Erik... please I need to." Tears started to trickle down my face as my emotions jumped. I couldnt breathe when I felt the restraint and I couldn't move much further. Flashbacks from what happened at the villa started to appear like apparitions in my head.

I panicked and felt as if the whole world was spiralling into nothingness. I needed to hold Erik, I needed to touch Erik, I needed to feel Erik, and I needed to kiss Erik.... I need him.

All that was left in my mind at that moment was a dreadful lingering feeling of emptiness when I couldn't see his face amidst the circle of familiar faces. It was a horrible and treacherous feeling within that started to envelop me.

I tried to break free of the people holding me down like the ropes tied to my hands and feet. I couldn't stay here and I will not.

I just needed to see Erik Lehnsherr alive.

I needed him to know I love him so much.

I needed to hold him in my arms and feel the warmth of his endearing touch.

I needed to hear his voice one more time...

I just... I just wanted to lay with him and not alone on this cold hospital bed...

I just wanted Erik Lehnsherr and nobody else.