The Injury

Chapter 17

No one's pov

Michael had opened the door to Bryan's room. Shocked at what he was seeing, Bryan/Chris his little brother was sitting up and had his eyes open. Not fully but still open. "Oh.. My God" right then Dr Huts walked up behind him "Oh Michael you're back" She looks over to Bryan an smiles "We would have contacted you sooner but you didn't leave a phone number" He turns to her "What about the number to the pizzeria? They told you to call them" "We did, but no one answered" 'Must have been when everyone was offline' He thinks to himself, Michael looks towards Bryan who is still looking at them. Now what is he going to do when Bryan is awake? "Bryan, do you know who this is?" Dr Huts say pointing towards Michael as she walks inside to check on stuff "N-no?" He says, throat still hurting "Careful with your voice" "Hi... Bryan" Michael says and sits down next to him. "How are you feeling?" "Ti-red" Michael nods "Ok, Bryan today we're going to have to check your body function, see if everything works correctly but let me ask. Is there anything on your body that doesn't feel right? Is there anything that feels weird or hurts?" It takes a while for Bryan to answer but to the horror for Michael he says "My h-ead hur-ts a.. And I ca-n't feel my l.... L.. Left le-g and r-ight hand"

Michael is not great with feelings, He doesn't really do feeling. But this almost made him lean over and hug Bryan. Ofcourse something like this would happen the doctors even told him so. He watched as Dr Huts told Bryan what to do, which limb to try moving and seeing if he can keep up with her hand movements in front of him. Dr Huts was honestly really relieved that Bryan didn't lose all of his bodely functions but still upset about the leg and hand. She would have to have more doctors look at them to see if he can recover or if he won't be able to move them at all for the rest of his life now.

Bryan looks at Michael and tries to really focus, he have no idea who he is yet his presence feels familiar. He knows its the voice who have been saying sorry to him but to be honest he didn't expect a purple skinned man. "W-ho... Are yo-u?" Michael sighs "I am Michael" "Your brother" He turns to Huts and gives her an annoyed look, he didn't want to tell Bryan that yet. He doesn't know how much he remember and if he even want Bryan to remember him. Well ofcourse he want his brother to remember him but would it be good between them if he remember the full accident and how rude he's been to him? "Bro-ther?.... I'm sorry I do-n't remembe-r" "It's.. It's alright. Man when I tell your friends they're going to be so happy" "Oh how come none of them ever visited by the way?" Dr Huts asks, she haven't really thought of it before. "Uuuh, they are looking over Bryan's pizzeria.. You know so nothing happen to it and all that" "I thought they closed it for the time being?" "Yeah they did but they wanted something to do" it wasn't a complete lie and Huts seem to buy it "Well that's really kind of them... Now I will leave you two be, don't let him strain his voice and call on a nurse if he needs anything" she says and closes the door.

They sit in silence, for almost a full hour. 36 minutes to be exact, Michael was mostly staring out the window and Bryan was hugging the plushie with the left arm. "Why.... Are you so-rry?" "Huh?" He looks to Bryan with a confused look "You're...the voi-ce that have bee-n saying s.. Sorry to me" "You... You hear that?" Bryan nods slowly and Michael sighs again "Well..uuh..Hey do you remember anything before going into a coma?" It was Bryan's turn to look confused, though he was to tired so he thought about the new question. "I... Dont really remember any-thing.. Though I do remember I had.... A house, w-ith some text... I couldn't see the te-xt though." Bryan starts coughing and Michael pats his back. "Calm down... Deep breaths, let's talk about this when your throat is better ok?" after nodding Bryan leans back into the bed, Michael can see how tired he is. "Why don't you go to sleep?" He helps put the covers over Bryan and gently pat the side of his head "Goodnight..." He walks to the door, taking one last glace for the day and then closes it.

The clock was ticking, showing 2:06 am. Bryan was calmly sleeping on the bed holding his plushie. Footsteps could be heard outside his room, but not in the hallway. No it was outside his window, the window shaking a little as someone tried opening it. A little clang sound was barely heard as the lock broke. The big figure crawled inside silently, looming over Bryan's sleeping form. "Look at you... Oh my little boy" A big metallic hand very gently held Bryan's chin "Don't you worry....Dad's going to make everything perfect again" He carefully lifts Bryan up, cover still on him to protect him from the cold air outside. "Hngmm.." after opening the window more so he can get out he carefully move Bryan so that he's on Springtraps back, head leaning on the big metallic shoulder. "Let go home"

{I just want to say: Thank you everyone who have been reading this story!<3}