New Princess (Dante x Reader)

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   We arrived at the hospital, and I was scared. Terrified when they had to rip her hand from mine to take her into a room. I sat in a chair, and waited for the doctors or nurses to say I could see her. Her parents are halfway around the world, and I don't have a clue about their cell number.

   I picked up her phone and stared at it, surprised as it unlocked when I placed my thumb on the home button. Must've put my fingerprint on it and forgotten. I took a look through her contacts and dialed her parents, immediately getting their voice mail. I tried and tried again, calling for the next twenty minutes.

   On the twentieth call, a tired woman's voice picked up. "Hello? What is it, (Y/N)? I thought you-"

   "Listen, I'm Dante, (Y/N)'s boyfriend. She is in the hospital nearest Phoenix Drop College. I-" She cut me off, calling for someone.

   "Okay, okay. Is she critical?" I responded I didn't know, but I did know she had recently gone blind. "We'll be there in one hour, we're in the jet now." The phone beeped three times, she had hung up. Oh Irene, please have mercy.

   Right on time, two frazzled adults, a man and a woman in wrinkled 'civilian' clothes burst in, looking around frantically until the receptionist recognized them. "Mr. and Mrs. (L/N), is something wrong?" I recognized the last name and stood up, introducing myself. "Oh, your daughter? Yes, right this way, Doctors." She looked at me unsure. "Is he to come too?" They nodded and I was pulled along identical hallways until I saw a door with her name on the replaceable paper plaque. '(Y/N) (L/N): Neurology Ward'. I was pulled inside the room, all three of us gasping at the sight before us.

   It was frightening, her breathing controlled by machines, her eyes closed, her skin almost sheet white. I stopped, but quickly continued forward while her parents tapped the acting nurses on the shoulder and asked questions in doctor speak.

   I sat down in the chair next to her bed, my stomach twisting with worry. You're gonna be okay. You have to be... please... I grabbed her hand that was IV free and just hoped, that she may react. At least, we already finished our final exams for college. She'll've graduated by the time she wakes up based on these charts.