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Chapter 32: Still Works

A/N: Lazily written since I had to rewrite it and already had chapter 33 written so I had to somehow manage to sandwich this between that and 31 as well as muster up the gist of what this chapter was originally about .-.
I sorta liked how it was before it got deleted, and I dont lie when I say I like this one better but I'm still not entirely proud of how lazy it is 😂

Now without further adieu, here is chalter 32~

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Romeo's POV~

"-eo.  Romeo, wake up."

I grunted awake, fatigue lingering in my eyes and keeping my brain fuzzy but I was able to make out Orion calling me back to the living.  With much effort, I managed to peel my eyes open and immediately scanned for him.   Why fuck did he have to wake me; it feels like I just fell asleep and I really don't want to get up.

My gaze finally fell upon him as he zipped up a hoodie on a little boy.  Familiar.  Angel.  Fuck.  I was sitting up in an instant, gaining a headrush as punishment but shaking it off.  "Wha.. what time is it?"

"It's time to go to the hospital." He replied simply.  "Get ready.  I already took care of most of Angel's needs so I'll whip us up something quick to eat on the go."

Hesitantly I nodded, giving my baby brother a quick glance before I rose and went to wash up in the bathroom.  It didn't take too long, in fact everything to the point we were climbing into a cab was like a blur.  I couldn't even remember half of what I did.  My mind was in a flurry of thoughts yet completely blank.

Mom is fine.  Things like that happen all the time.

Some of those times end in death.

Doctors are more advanced now, though.

That still doesn't change the likeliness that something bad happened.

She isn't terribly old though; she had you at a young age.

What if she's been hiding something from you?  It wouldn't be too much of a surprise, seeing how many other things she's kept from you thus far.

It was probably just to spare me the thought?

And if she has?  Wouldn't you be pissed that she would hide something so important after everything that's happened? 

Anger just leads to more problems; if I got angry, everything would just get more complicated.

Being so passive like you always are can lead to more problems as well, you know.  Like a lack of feel.  You'll become completely stoic, completely emotionless.

I won't become emotionless, don't be rediculous.  There is no point in over reacting.  It would be better to save any surreal reaction until I know for sure what's going on here.  She could be perfectly fine.

She could also be perfectly dead.

Stop trying to freak me out, shithead; if she were dead, the hospital would've called.  If something went wrong, thwy would've called, now shut the fuck up.  This arguement is pointless.

"-Romeo?"  I jumped in my seat a little when I felt a hand on my just at my knee and turned to face Orion.  His eyes started to search mine which I immediately stoned up.  Angelos was sat in his lap with the seatbelt over both of them.  We had no carseat so it would have to make do.  "Did you hear me?"

"No." I answered plainly, sitting back with a short sigh, trying to relax.  "If something went wrong, they'd have called."

"Yes.." Rion agreed with a slow word, eyes syill foxated on me.  "Are you okay?"