What the hell is this?! (H2Ovanoss)

Chapter 50

(Art by Captcoon)
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I sat there in the waiting room, right next to Evan's mom and Anthony that just came a minute after Ev's awakening.

"He is...he is..." Mrs. Fong mumbled something underneath her breath. Making it hard for me to hear. "Feeling..." Her voice got lower with every words he spoke. She must know what is happening to Evan.

Recently, when we were forced out, Evan had been yelling out things that isn't understandable like, "Help him" and "Jonathan get up," which scared the living shit out of me. It also got me even more worried than the usual when it comes to him trying to kill himself.

I guess that once he woke, he is a completely new guy that we didn't know about, unless Jon knows what happened once he arrives.

Brian and David walked in the waiting room with such worry, seeing me sob quietly. Anthony had been trying to comfort me. My boyfriend came up to me quick and placed his hands on mine.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying Brock?" Brian asked me so worried while I sat there with tears streaming down my face. He shook me to bring me back to reality, but those screams and sobs were stuck in my head, repeating over and over.

"Help him!! Help him!! Let me go! Get your fucking hands off me!!! JON!! JONATHAN!!! Jonathan get up!! You'll die!!" Evan cried out loudly while the nurses tried to hold him down.

More tears formed quickly, sliding down my face. "He woke up...crying and yelling out nonsense that I don't even understand." I told him in a low tone, seeing his eyes widen and head towards Evan's room.

"No! Brian stop! We're not allowed to go there!" I called out, going after him quick to stop him. "Brian!" He kicked the door open, seeing Evan sitting there with a blank expression while a nurse was about to put him back to sleep.

"Don't you fucking touch him!" Brian yelled at her which caused her to jump and drop the syringe, landing on the wooden floor. "S-Sir you're not supposed to be here. Don't make me calm security to escort you out." She told him with a scared expression as she walked near a red button that was labeled Emergency.

"As if I give a fuck! You ain't gonna touch him. No one is touching him! Only Brock and my boss can!!" Brian yelled at her with a pissed off expression.

"Brock, check on him." My eyes widened. "But..." "Don't but me Brock. You are licensed and have a bachelors degree. Now go check what's wrong with him." Brian told me.

The nurse was shocked by what Brian just said about me. I sighed and head over to Evan that just sat there with a blank expression until his dull eyes landed on mine.

"Help him Brock...he is in trouble. He is wounded. He needs help." He mumbled softly, holding my hand tightly. His eye landed on Brian's and the nurses' figure and widened, slowly back up. "To many people..." He mumbled as he hugged my arm tightly, about to hyperventilate.

"Calm down Evan, I'll get him out."

"Not only him...her too." He looked over at the nurse with a glare. "No more fucking needles bitch..." He said with such venom in his tone.

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My eyes flutter open, hoping nothing bad happened to me. I managed to crawl out of the flipped over truck that was in the middle of the road. I take out my only backpack that was okay while the other was trapped in the fire.

I smile seeing my ukulele perfectly fine, without a single scratch by the huge crash. So what happened is that a deer came out of nowhere and I turned the wheel as quick as I could that it made the car flip and slide across the road.

At least I'm kinda close to the city. All I have to do is walk...with my wounded leg. My ankle was twisted and my leg had a deep cut which it showed through my ripped and bloody pants.

At least my face is okay and beautiful like always...NOW!! Time to get the hell out of this forest! I don't want no more deers jumping out of nowhere just to scare the living shit out of me.

I started to walk down the road, leaving the car behind, which it soon exploded. A wave of heat hit my back making me hiss, but I just kept on limping away from it.

The rest of the walk was just me playing with my ukulele until I got tired and sat down on a tree stump by the road. I bandaged up my wounded leg and sat there for a while until I heard a squeaking sound right beside me.

Once I turn my head, a fluffy feeling was wrapped around my wounded leg which made me hiss. I look down and saw a baby raccoon hugging my leg, probably thinking I'm his mother. "Hey bud...I think you're hugging the wrong person." I told him with a slight chuckle but he only squeaked and climbed up onto my shoulder. Then he crawls inside my blue hoodie, only poking his little head out.

"Well, at least I have more warmth now to keep me warm for the whole walk." I told myself as I got up and started to walk again with a new companion for the small journey up ahead. I could already see the buildings and skyscrapers, just 4 more miles.

During the whole walk was just me talking to Batcoon which he only responded with a squeak and ate at a piece of granola that I had in my pocket ready to be eaten by me or him.

"He is so adorable and badass at the same time! Sadly, his stupid father shot him on the back, saving my own life. I just can't forget about that moment that easily." I told him while he nibbled onto the granola.

"After he shot Evan, Tyler and I beat the living shit out of him right outside of the hospital. I stopped once my knuckles turned red, but Tyler just kept on beating him almost to death. Good thing Marcel, SMii7Y, Fitz, Swagger, Kryoz, and John managed to pull him back." I kept talking, not realizing that I was already walking on the empty streets of the city of Los Santos with the bright moonlight above me and my new friend, which was peacefully sleeping in my hoodie.

"You will sure love Evan, Batcoon." I told him with a smile as I head straight to the hospital.