Change My Mind, Change My Heart (Jalex)

Safe From The Weight Of The World - Chapter 25

Jack's P.O.V.

After over an hour of tears and incoherent mumbles on Alex's part, desperate comforting through my own waterworks from myself, and Isobel disappearing to somewhere, my injured boyfriend returned to the blissful world of sleep.

I sat in the hard hospital chair, bloodshot eyes wide open and hands clasped around Alex's. Maybe it was completely illogical and ridiculous, but I had deluded myself into believing that by keeping my grip on the brunette beside me, I could keep him safe. Protect the lovely boy from all the evils of the world.

If only it were true.

While Alex had been almost constantly asleep for the past - well, I lost track of time a long while ago - I had been unable to gain any shut eye. It might have been caused by the fact that the only furniture I was able to rest in was those wretched chairs. Sitting in one for so long was probably already giving me horrible back problems.

If I was honest with myself, though, the real reason I couldn't drift off was far from my sleeping stance. No, it was what could happen while I was asleep. Something could happen to my darling Alex. He could get hurt. Scared. Anything.

That boy didn't deserve anything but pure joy for the rest of his life. Though, with recent events, I couldn't see anything apart from more suffering in the near future.

With a resigned sigh, I sunk back into the plastic behind me, deciding that counting sheep would prove useless.

After however long of boredly studying Alex’s gorgeous features, the door to the ward my boy was situated in opened. To my surprise, Isobel wasn’t alone when she entered the room. No, she was flanked by Zack, Matt, Rian, and Alex G.

My shocked eyes scanned the figures before me tiredly, to lost and numb to make much of a reaction to their appearance.

Rian looked scared shitless, fingers tapping out an unheard beat on his thigh, an old nervous habbit.

Zack looked dead furious, causing me to recoil into my seat slightly. I knew that his anger wasn’t aimed at me, but the muscled boy shooting death glares at no one in particular could intimidate Mike Tyson at the moment.

Alex G. was nervously walking back and forth, zigzagging and changing direction every few steps. It was an odd occurrence, but for once, the genius seemed alarmed. I’d never seen him anything less than calm and composed before.

Matt was probably the strangest of the four, clutching a stuffed Mickey Mouse to his chest tightly, eyes wide and fearful. He was also wearing Star Wars pajama pants, fluffy pink slippers, and a SpongeBob t-shirt, making me wonder what, exactly, he’d been doing before coming to the hospital.

The small boy’s adorableness almost made me crack a smile, the first since I’d gotten that dreadful call. Yeah, almost.

Isobel was walking across the room slowly, while the others stood frozen by the door. Her arms were laden with plates, carrying various foods and drinks from, I assumed, the hospital cafeteria. My stomach turned at the sight of anything edible.

Zack was the first to snap out of his stupor, crossing the room quickly in wide strides. He stopped on the opposite side of Alex’s bed, green eyes softening as he took in his state. When he looked at me, brown mop of hair shifting, his features had relaxed until they showed obvious horror, sadness, and… pity. A look that Alex was bound to be getting lots of.

Rian and Alex G. did basically the same a few seconds later, Rian’s hand resting on Alex’s arm as Alex G. continued his pacing at the foot of the bed.