Once we get to the hospital, George is wheeled away and I'm left alone in the waiting room, the tears still rolling down my cheeks. My heart breaks more every passing second that I don't know what is happening. The waiting room is silent and white, way too white. It's overwhelming.
Five minutes after I arrive, I hear footsteps approaching me and I see both my mum and Natasha, George's mum, running towards me. Within seconds, Natasha has me wrapped in a hug and we are both shaking with sobs.
"I'm so sorry." I cry, feeling the warm, tears roll down my cheeks. Natasha shushes me and pulls away so that she can look into my eyes.
"Don't apologise. Your mum has explained everything. It's not your fault." She says softly, trying to contain her tears as to keep me calm. I just looks down and keep crying.
This is officially the worst day of my life. Why is my life so full of shit? I feel my phone ping in my pocket, and I shakily pull in out, seeing that my messages are blowing up. I ignore everyones messages and go straight to Blake's chat, who has sent me a good 20 messages.
From Blake:
Hey Reece, everything alright? Rumours going round that you were seen going into an ambulance... all the love x
From Blake:
Okay now people are saying George got in a crash, what happened?
From Blake:
Okay I'm really starting to freak out, please call me as soon as you can x
From Blake:
Reece, please answer! I've tried calling both your mum and G's mum and neither are answering, I'm panicking.
After that, Blake's messages just consist of random letters to try and get me to come online. I go to his contact and press call, bringing the phone to my ear. After just one ring, Blake already picks up.
"Reece! Finally! What's going on?" Blake says, his voice sounding panicked. I let out a sob at Blake's familiar voice, but I manage to try and hold it together.
"It's George... he-he got hit by a car." I say quietly, not wanting to remind Natasha of what happened. I hear Blake gasp from the other side of the phone.
"Oh no... I'm coming to the hospital right away." After that, we end the call, Blake promising to come as fast as he possibly can. We wait in silence, getting more desperate to know whether George will be alright.
Blake turns up twenty minutes later, completely out of breath and red faced. He hugs the mums first before running to me and pulling me into his arms, allowing my tears to soak into his shirt. He tries calming me by running a hand through my hair and shushing me softly.
"I'm sorry I took so long... my mum and Abbie were out so I had to run all the way here and I kinda got lost along the way." Blake says sheepishly, trying to regain his breathing. I let out a small laugh at that, burying my head into his chest.
"You were quite quick in that case." I say.
"You wanna tell me what happened?" Blake says, pulling away from the hug so that he can wipe my eyes and look at me properly.
"Oh Blake, it was awful." I feel my face scrunch up, my eyes welling up with tears again. "I got a call from some guy saying that he had hit George with his car, and, like, I literally couldn't believe it. I-I was in pure shock. Then I ran all the way to where they were and I just saw him there and he looked fucking lifeless, blood covering him and he didn't even look like he was breathing." I sobbed. Blake cooed sadly and pulled me into a hug again, giving me all the comfort I needed right now. We stayed like that for a while until Blake pulled away and sat down next to me on a chair.
"You know, G actually attacked Alex after what he said to you." Even though this was meant to be for me, I can tell Natasha and my mum are listening to us, considering the room is completely silent apart from our voices and occasional sniffs.
"He did? That doesn't sound like something George would do..." I say, slightly amazed. Blake gave me a look as though I were crazy.
"Reece, he called you a 'disgusting fag' and made you run off crying!" Blake hissed. I cringe, knowing my mum probably heard that. My assumptions are correct, since merely a second later I hear her gasp.
"Who called you a 'disgusting fag'?" She says, sounding utterly outraged. I sigh, fixating my gaze on the white wall in front of me.
"Noone." I mumble. I feel Blake pat my knee apologetically, not meaning to blurt that in front of my mum.
"Reece, this is important; I don't want anyone insulting my son in such a horrible manor." She says, coming to kneel in front of me. Natasha also comes round and sits on my other side. As much as I feel a little surrounded and overwhelmed, I also can't help but feel loved.
"Reece, what happened?" Natasha asks softly.
"T-They found out about George and I's relationship a-and this guy in my year called me... that..." I choke on a sob, pulling my knees into my chest. This is all too much. I can't handle it. I feel myself undoubtedly drifting further and further away from reality, noticing how my breathing was beginning to pick up. The sounds around me begin to muffle themselves and my eyes switch between focus and unfocused, all whilst I continue hyperventilating. I know someone's trying to speak to me, I can tell, but I can't seem to snap out of the panicked daze I'm in. I know that if it doesn't stop soon, I'm not going to be able to inhale enough oxygen and I'll end up passing out. Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain in my arm, and I feel myself calm down entirely. My breathing evens out and I feel myself lose control over my limbs. I feel my eyes close and soon I'm faced with darkness.
***
The next time I wake up, I'm faced with bright light. I groan, noticing how I'm lying on something very uncomfortable. I quickly look around, seeing my mum talking to Natasha and Blake a few seats away. When she notices I'm starting to get up, she quickly comes to my side.
"Shh, Reece, don't move baby." She says, but helping me sit up nonetheless.
"What happened?" I croak, looking around the bright hospital corridor, confused.
"You had a panic attack. A nurse gave you a tranquilising shot and you passed out." She explains. I look down at my swollen arm, and then the memories come flooding back; the school finding out about us, getting the call, George's lifeless body, the whole trip to the hospital. I swallow deeply and try to keep my breathing even.
"How long have I been out?" I ask quietly.
"Only like half an hour." Blake says, joining me again and putting an arm around my shoulder. He pulls me into him slightly, sighing sadly.
"That was fucking scary." He whispers.
"Aw B, I'm sorry." I pout, giving him a side-hug.
It's not until at least an hour later that we finally get an update. A doctor in a white coat comes out, making us all look at him hopefully.
"Mr Smith?" He says monotonously. Immediately, the four of us stand up, running up to the doctor.
"Is he okay?" I immediately ask, my voice hoarse and broken. The doctor gives me a soft, sympathetic smile.
Hey guys. Hahaha I'm cruel.
How are you all? I'm on holiday in Holland and it's so cool here ahh. Next I'm going to Ireland and then the UK, I'm so excited. That's also why I'm not gonna be able to update too much cause of that, since I can't use my data roaming :((
Buuut, this book is almost finished! Only a few chapters left.
Sorry for the cliffhanger ;)
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《 shy ~ greece, nhc 》{COMPLETED}
FanfictionReece is too shy. George wants to find out why.
