Nightterror and Will Grossman

Chapter Fifteen

Will woke up in his bed, he looked over to his side but Terror wasn't there.
He got up.
Did it actually happen...?
Did I kill Terror? Or was it just a dream.
Maybe he's alive!
Will threw off the covers, and hurriedly walked to the door and saw a note on it.
It said: Will, I took Terror to the hospital you can come if you want, but I don't know if he'll be okay, Im sorry.
Jacob.
Will took the note and stared at it.
It really did happen.
Will crumbled the paper. He dressed in his hoodie and coat and walked out of the house.
He got in "Terror's" car and drove to the hospital. He sped down the street, though he was running red lights a police car didn't care enough to chase. Nor would they catch him even if they did chase.
Will parked in the hospitals lot and walked inside.
He went up to a woman at the front desk. "Is there a patient here named Leon Walker?"
The woman searched through her data base. "Yes he's on floor twelve room A.19 about to go into surgery."
Will nodded and sprinted to the elevators and hit the twelve floor button. Will ran his fingers through his hair. He couldn't break down here, he took a deep breath.
He got off and looked for room A.19.
He saw Jacob pacing outside a door, rubbing his temples.
Will walked up to him, Jacob looked up at him.
Jacob pulled Will into a hug. Will hugged back and closed his eyes.
"Is he going to be okay?" asked Will.
"They said, that he had..." Jacob's voice cracked. "They said he had a 30% chance of making it through...."
Will balled his fist. "This is my fault..."
"You did what you needed to," said Jacob. "He would've killed you."
Why did everything go so wrong since I moved here...?
"I want to see him..." said Will.
Jacob shook his head sadly. "They're prepping him for surgery, they wont let anyone in."
Will sighed. "How long was the surgery last?"
"They think about four hours," said Jacob.

6 hours later.
Jacob and Will sat outside the operation room. Will's leg bounced up and down, impatiently. Jacob was asleep in the chair next to him.
Why is it taking so long...?
Did something go wrong?
Please make it through Terror...
Will got up and paced back and forth. "Come on, come on, come on..." he kept whispering.
Suddenly a nurse opened the door to the operation room, and walked to him.
"Mr. Grossman?" she asked.
"Yes?" asked Will, looking at her scared of the news.
The nurse smiled. "Leon Walker has made it through surgery, and has a high probability of a smooth recovery."
Will breathed out a sigh of relief. "Thank the gods."
The Nurse patted his shoulder. "Would you like to see him?"
Will nodded. "Please."
The Nurse opened the door for him.
Terror laid still, his chest rising and lowering softly, he had a breathing mask on and an IV. He laid on a soft bed like the one Will had been in, at Phoenix's  hospital.
Terror's shirt was off and a thick bandage covered his stomach.
"The wound didn't reach his lungs or heart," said the Nurse. "He had to get fifty stitches to close to wound properly, there was some issues with the heart stopping once, but he's okay for now."
Will nodded and walked over to the side of the bed.
He held Terror's limp warm hand. "You'll be okay," he whispered.
The nurse walked out. "I'll give you some privacy."
Will closed his eyes. "No matter how scary you are," he said. "I won't leave your side, especially now."
Will opened his eyes. "I love you too much to."
Will kissed Terror's hand. "I won't leave you, but you got to wake up soon... For me."
Terror's head moved to the side, facing Will. His eyes started to slightly open.
"Terror?" asked Will, looking at him, wide eyed.
Terror groaned. "Will...?"
"Im here," said Will, anxious.
"W-where am I?" asked Terror slowly looking around.
"Your in the hospital," said Will. "But don't worry your okay."
"H-hospital...?" Terror's eyes suddenly turned frightened. "Get me out of here!"
Will squeezed his hand. "I can't your pretty hurt, you need to stay here."
The heart rate monitor slightly went up, with Terror's fright.
Terror took a deep breath. "Okay..."
Will kissed Terror's forehead. "Your okay, Terror."
Terror smiled. "I remember doing this to you."
Will chuckled.
Terror smiled slightly, then it instantly went away and his eyes turned grey.
"What's wrong," asked Will.
"I-i..." Terror looked down. "I'm sorry that I hurt you, I said you wouldn't have to worry much about me turning..."
Terror shook his head. "And yet here we are..."
Will bent down and kissed Terror. "Its not your fault."
Terror kissed back.
"You weren't in control and it's probably hard sustaining those swords," said Will, cupping his hand on Terror's cheek, and rubbing his cheek gently, with his thumb.
Terror's head leaned more into his hand.
"Your too forgiving sometimes," he said, looking up at him.
Will kissed his forehead. "Maybe but I always mean it."
Suddenly Jacob barged in. "Will! Why didn't you wake me!?"
He went to the other side of the bed.
"Hey bro," said Terror, smiling a bit.
Jacob smiled. "Im so happy your okay."
"How are you feeling?" asked Jacob.
"Sore and tired," said Terror. "Other than that okay I guess."
"We should let you rest then," said Jacob, nodding.
Will, nodded and squeezed Terror's hand. "We'll be back in a while."
Terror yawned and let his head sink into the pillow, falling asleep.
Will and Jacob walked out and closed the door gently.
They sat back down on the couch.
"He'll be okay," said Will, to himself with a little smile.