Blind Desires

In His Eyes Chap.13

Yaaay, this is being finally updated and it's pure drama status! I know it took me a while, sorry! >__< Ah, i want to bring something to your attention. This chapter includes some medical mambojombo that i'm about 63% sure it's correct. If it's not, i'm very sorry. I'm majoring in Psychology, not nursing! T^T
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-Shax <3 

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In His Eyes Chapter Thirteen
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“Dimitri, we’ve got to go. It’s past visiting hours.” Chris grabbed his jacket as he stood up to leave. I continued to stare blankly ahead, caressing Micah’s arm.

“I know,” I whispered, taking a deep breath and getting up to leave.

It’s been a week since Emily called me that Micah was in the hospital. It has only been a week yet it feels like years for me. We had been apart for two and a half months, but this week has left me lifeless. Not being able to see Micah’s smiling face and twinkling eyes was killing me inside.

The night Emily called me to tell me the bad news; I left the orphanage without a word. At that moment all I wanted was to be beside Micah and hold my beloved’s hand. Emily’s words echoed in my head the entire drive. The uselessness I felt had me nearly in tears as I tried to hit 90mph on a 60mph highway.

“How could this have happened?” I asked myself over and over as I drove back home.

I hadn’t noticed that James was with me until I felt his hand touch my thigh, desperately trying to calm me down. I wanted to brush off his hand, it felt wrong. His touch had been what I wanted just a few hours earlier but now all I wanted was to reach Micah before it was too late.

“Dimitri, stop the car. Let’s switch, you’re in no condition to drive.” James had said but I ignored him. I knew that I would feel bad afterwards but James was becoming a nuisance.

The rest of the drive James and I were silent. I had too much going on in my head to hold a conversation. I knew that James wanted to know what was going on since I hadn’t told him what that call had been about. All he knew was that something really bad had happened and I needed to get home fast. James said he would come with me to calm me down but all he was doing was making me realize all this was a mistake.

I shouldn’t have left town when Micah and I broke up. If I had been there, then he would be alright. If I had been the man he deserved, then he wouldn’t be fighting for his life in a hospital bed right now.

The moment we reached the hospital, I parked the car with shaky hands. My entire body was shaking as I climbed out of the car. What if Micah had died already…?

I shook my head, not wanting to think about it. Happy thoughts, I whispered to myself as I crossed the automatic doors and walked over to the nurses’ station. I was barely aware that James was following close by.

“Hi, I’m looking for a patient, Micah Anderson.” My voice shook at the last name. Fear crept into the pit of my stomach as I waited for the nurse to look through the files. Her eyebrows furrowed as she read something on the computer screen and then glanced up at me.

“What’s your name?”

“Dimitri Sorin,” I swallowed trying to calm down. My fists were clenched and my leg was trembling slightly. I could feel my forehead become damp with cold sweat. What was taking her so fucking long?

“May I see some ID sir?” She raised a brow, not believing me.

“What do you need to see an ID for? He is who he said he is, ma’am.” James said, intervening since I couldn’t talk at the moment. The smell of sterile rooms and death were making my nose prickle and my stomach became sick. I hated hospitals.