You Mean the World to Me [DISCONTINUED]

You Mean the Wrold to Me (Immortalfox) Chapt 11

Aleks PoV

A week or so had past since I entered the hospital. Even through the week, I still wasn't used to that odd sterile smell that was constantly stagnant in the air. It made every breath I take feel way too fresh, and it was... Overpowering, to say the least.

The only highlight of my days were the occasional, routinely visit of the nurse. His name was Dex. He'd always chat with me while taking record of how I felt through the day. His British accent was fun to listen to, as well.

Then there were the visits of the guys. It was really awesome, on how accepting they were towards me, when I hadn't even known them for a month. Every day, at least one of my friends would visit me for about an hour or so, talking about new game releases or something like that.

Eddie usually accompanied them as well. He wouldn't say anything to me, just sit in the guest chair and play with his sweater's strings. He wouldn't even look at me.

I hated it.

First couple days of me meeting him and he shoved his fucking tongue in my mouth, and after one simple accident he can't even make eye contact with me. It wasn't heart-wrenching or anything at this point. It was just really fucking annoying.

Besides that, it was just a healing process. It was nothing too major, just a broken femur, a couple of ribs shattered, and a ton of scratches and bruises. Why I was still being hospitalized, I don't know. Maybe for internal bleeding? I don't know, but now I'm just waiting to get out of this place.

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"Do you need help getting up, dude?" Dex muttered, holding my shoulders for support so I didn't fall.

I rose to my feet, stumbling and being careful as to not put pressure on my left leg. "I wouldn't if you just let me try out my crutches," I said through gritted teeth. I wasn't used to standing up with limited help, so this was kind of a hard accomplishment.

Dex handed me my crutches whilst being a support beam. Quickly, I lunged for the crutches and put them under my arms. I situated myself and sighed. The feeling of now being able to help myself was the most relieving thing in the world. I walked around a bit, trying to understand how to use the crutches.

As Dex watched me move clumsily around the room, we both heard someone knock on the wall. Dex quickly walked to the door arch, and checked to see who it was. When he was, he looked back at me with a sympathetic smile, and walked out. As he left, I saw a man with an oddly patterned sweater walk in.

"Oh," I stammered, unsure of what to say, "Uh, hey, Eddie."

Eddie didn't say anything back, just waved. I noticed him inspect me, from my hospital gown to my cast to my new crutches.

He breathed in sharply, before replying back, "Hey."

There was a long and awkward silence, only faint beeping and ringing phones being heard.

Eddie was alone, which was really weird for him. Above that, it took him almost three weeks for him to finally say at least one word to me. Half of me wanted him to say more, but the other half wanted to shove one of my crutches up his ass for being so distant.

After we stared for each other for almost an eternity, he took small and reluctant steps towards me, almost like I was some kind of wild animal. He reached his hand out to me the closer he got. When he got close enough, he put his hand to my my face. In that moment, both of the emotions we were feeling were too strong.

Eddie's eyes started to water and his bottom lip started to quiver. I felt his hand on my cheek start to shake. My heart started to beat restlessly as I tried to control my emotions.

"I'm sorry..." Eddie whispered, lowering his head in an attempt to shield his emotions from me. "I'm so sorry, I did this to you. I- I ruined you. Oh my god, I'm--"

I cut him off with a sniffle. I clenched my teeth, "Shut the hell up," I huffed. He jumped slightly, and didn't say anything else.

"Do you really..." I stuttered, finding it hard to speak, "Do you really think I could forgive you? After you just-- don't talk to me for weeks?" My voice got louder, and it was almost as if Eddie got smaller. He didn't attempt to say anything back to me.

Tears started to fall from both of our cheeks, not trying to mask our emotions at this point. Eddie tried to think of a reply, but all he did was repeat "sorry" over and over. I didn't bother to console him. He needed to get his emotions into check. I knew already that no one did a good job to listen to him when he needed to talk or apologize for nothing.

As he started to calm down slightly, he wrapped his arms around me carefully for a hug. He was gentle. As Eddie's arms grew tighter, I felt more relaxed and at ease. He rested his forehead on my shoulder and tried to regain his breathing.

"A- Aleks?" I heard Eddie say in a hushed tone. "Can... Can you forgive me?" He raised his head to look into my eyes.

I looked back into his eyes, contemplating his apology.

I gently smiled and shifted backwards, "Maybe if you'd stop leaning on my ribs, then I might."

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Wow this sucks lmao

But I promised a chapter so I give you a chapter. Yay Eddie's back to his kind of normal self for now!!

Off note reading my first paragraph of this fic and?? What was I thinking that stupid fuckin intro was so shitty I can't believe- think of how much aleks is going to have to endure oh now I'm a terrible writer

Anyways if yr also here bc of the AUO chapters I promised kind of a mix up on that but you can read the new note by the time this is up.

Thanks so much for stickin around as long as you have and reading this horrible fic oh god it means so much!!

-- Ross