(The song used in this chapter is Cups by Anna Kendrick, though the cover I used is the Pitch Perfect 2 Campfire Version)
Jared's reaction was beyond what he could explain, anger flooding his veins as he paced the hospital floors with reckless abandon, his parents trailing some way behind him, awkwardly looking at each other, then him.
"Big brother!" A young voice called out in the hallway. His expression lightened slightly, and he turned to greet the little girl who wore a heavy beanie.
"Elly!" Jared greeted warmly, patting her on the head. She gave him a gap toothed smile, before showing off the badge she wore.
"I had chemo today! And I lived!"
"That's great!" Jared smiled, before he looked down the hallway.
"Are you okay? Is Falcon okay?"
"She is, she just suffered a fright," Jared said.
"Jared, honey, the nurse is calling," his mom called.
"Is it for me or for her?" Jared called back.
"I thought you said she just suffered a fright!" Elly exclaimed, frowning. She began to flap her hands erratically.
Jared smiled, but his smile felt off, even to him.
"She, uh, she hit her head," Jared explained.
"It's for her! She's asking for you," Jared's mom said.
"Oh dear! I hope she's okay! Can I come with you? Please, please? I'll be good!" Elly pleaded.
"No, I don't think that's a good..." Jared paused as two ambulances pulled into the emergency bay, their sirens interrupting his train of thought. "... idea."
His phone vibrated.
Violet: Jared I can't come, parents on my case.
Jared: Come where? I'm in the hospital.
Violet is typing...
Violet: Fuck it I'm sneaking out.
Jared: I don't think that's such a good idea
Violet: I need to see you. Why are you there??
Jared is typing...
He paused, almost dropping his phone as he saw the two new patients wheeled into A&E in stretchers. Both followed by no parents.
He quickly shot a new text to Miguel, and Falcon's parents, and mirroring his parents' shocked expressions, he followed them into the Emergency room only to be stopped by a nurse.
"Sorry, you can't enter," the nurse apologized, but Jared could tell she was not sincere. She was used to this. Her fidgets told him so.
His phone blew up.
Violet: What the fuck why did you stop typing
Violet: What the hell is going on
Violet: Rachel why can't you respond
Violet: Rex also why can't you respond
Violet: I'm damn scared for yall
Violet: What the fuck happened
Violet: I'm on my way fuck my parents
Violet: Jared when I get there you better have a good explanation because you were the only one who bothered to respond
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