MSA Fanfiction: Spilt Blood (LewisxArthur)

Chapter 5

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Lewis waited impatiently the whole time Arthur was in surgery. But the moment he heard his name he shot up and ran over to the male with the clipboard. Mystery hopped up and ran over as well. Lewis and Mystery, and Vivi, joining them quickly, followed the male into a room where Arthur was. He was laying on a bed in a hospital gown, wrapped in bandages. He was hooked up to a few machines and an iv was stuck into his arm. Vivi choked and walked over to Arthur, and cried as she gripped onto his hand. Lewis walked into the room after Mystery sighed and walked to the bed and hopped up, laying at the foot of it. 

"Gawd..."Lewis mumbled. "I-i'm such a hot head." 

"Lewis..."Vivi looked up at Lewis. "We are never going to be boyfriend and Girlfriend...ever again!"She snapped.

Lewis looked down, as his heart locket shattered. He went back into his skeleton form, and walked to a chair, opposite side of the bed from Vivi and sat down.

"I'm so sorry Arthur. I'm such a fool." Lewis mumbled and closed his eye sockets.

Arthur weakly opened his eyes, and looked over to Lewis. His mouth had a tube in it that went down his windpipe and into his lungs, and the tube was connected to an oxygen tank, so he couldn't reply, but he whimpered out in reply. Vivi and Lewis as well as the dog quickly shot thier gaze to him. Arthur gave Lewis an apologetic look.

"Don't give me that...it's all my fault." Lewis mumbled.

"..."Arthur stared at Lewis before he raised his hand from Vivi's and used sign language to say he forgave him.

"Arthur.." Lewis cried and rested his head on Arthur's shoudler and just sat there. "You need to stop being so nice."

"..."Vivi looked at the two and kinda felt left out. 

She sighed and stood and walked to the door. Before she left she turned to them."I-I am going home. Please...don't bother looking for me when you get back...I-I'll be gone." She mumbled and left.

Arthur widened his eyes some, but then made himself shut up. He did understand how she felt. She was in shock, but knowing her, She will come back eventually, and apologise for leaving a thousand times over. Her and Lewis did that all the time, so Lewis knew she would be back sooner rather then later. About a week or two should be the amount of time she spends away from the house the four of them all used to share.

"Just get some rest Arthur. I'll be here when you wake up."Lewis hummed.

"...mmm.."Arthur hummed in response and he closed his eyes, trying to get used to the fact that he has tube down his throat and into his lungs.

Mystery looked to Lewis and gave him a knowing look before he closed his eyes and got comfortable. He huffed lightly and began to sleep the same time Arthur did. Lewis looked at Arthur before getting comfortable, falling asleep, even though he didn't really need it.

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( 3 Weeks Later ) 

Arthur was still in recovery, but he had came a long way from where he was when he first got into the hospital, knocking on death's door and all. Now he was in a mini work out area to regain his strength in his legs back. A spike grazed his spine, and form the damage and blood loss he endured, he was placed in a wheelchair for about a week and a half. The weather outside began to shift from fall, slowly into winter. Vivi had returned a couple of days ago, her being her she acted like she was fine now. This time, she surprisingly was. She was serious about what she said to Lewis, so she wasn't all over him like she would be in the past, but she was talking to Lewis to catch him up on what had happened in the past two years he was gone and dead, away from the gang. Vivi was waiting to talk to Mystery until everyone was home and cozy. This whole time, Lewis never left the hospital and always stuck by Arthur like a guardian of sorts, thinking that he wasn't there for him, his old friend would die instantly. Of course, that was just Lewis being a silly sauce.