Unrequited Love ~Lams~

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A/N: I'm sorry about the French, I used google translate.

Red, blue, and white lights flashed all around me.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion as the paramedics loaded John into a ambulance.

They wouldn't give us any information since we aren't "family" which I think is bullshit.

Laf called Henry, John's oldest brother, and told him about the whole situation. I'm guessing that he's going to meet us at the hospital.

We all loaded into the front of the ambulance, anxiously tapping on random objects.

We sat in silence.

"Is he going to be okay?" Herc asked for the tenth time.

"I'm sorry, sir, we can't tell you any of the details. Only family can have the details."

Herc sighed, and flopped against the car seat.

"Nous sommes sa famille!" Laf yelled, angrily. "Au moins, dis-nous s'il va bien!"

(Translation: "We are his family. At least tell us if he's okay.")

"Laf calm down..." Herc said, putting his hand on his shoulder.

"Non! Je ne me calmerai pas! Pas quand John pourrait être mort pour autant que nous sachions!" He exclaimed, putting his head in his hands. "C'est mon frère, Herc, je ne peux pas le perdre."

(Translation: "No! I will not calm down! Not when John could be dead as far as we know! He's my brother, Herc, I can't lose him.")

The paramedic sighed slightly. I could tell that she wanted to tell us, but it was against the rules.

"P-please?" I said, my voice breaking slightly.

"I'm going to regret this..." The paramedic said, biting her lip, before continuing. "I can't tell you the details, but he's alive, although in critical condition. He's in a coma, I'm not sure when he'll wake up."

My heart stopped. A coma?

I could tell everybody else was thinking the same thing.

"Don't worry, guys. He's in good hands. I'm sure he'll be awake in no time!" She said, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't really work, but I forced a smile. At least she tried.

We pulled up to the hospital and went inside.