Soldier

8: Faint

Grrr sorry for the lack of updates but I just don't get the right feeling right now,, I know where I wanna go with this but my writing doesn't cooperate with my brain😤

"Hello Mr. Donnelly." One of the man gave me a smile but I didn't returned it. I was just waiting for the news that would turn my whole word upside down.

"We are here to tell you that we found Mr. McPartlin..but.."

The man sighed and rubbed his forehead, knowing what he was going to say would break me apart.

"Okay, first of all..he is alive." I couldn't believe my ears. He was alive? Oh I was so thankful but on the other hand worry started to choke me. Why were there here then? What did they needed to tell me about my Anth?

"Now here is the but. They found him unconscious, in a coma actually. His body is heavily wounded and he needed surgery but is out of the danger zone. They don't know when or even if he is going to wake up but he got transferred to the Ravenscourt park hospital..and you are allowed to see him now."

My thoughts were screaming in my head but the most important thing was, that he is alive. He came back but I wasn't prepared for the things that would come with his return.

He was in a coma...there was still a chance he would wake up right? What if he didn't? What if he wouldn't wake up for us?

"Mr Donnelly?"

My head snapped up but I regretted that movement instantly, because a wave of dizziness came over me and I tripped over as I was trying to hold onto something.

Luckily I felt two arms holding me from falling and lay me gently on the concrete. Everything was blurry and the voices above me sounded muffled, almost like I was underwater.

After a brief moment I opened my eyes again, just to meet the friendly and concerned eyes from the man in the black suit.

"How are you feeling?" he helped me sit up and gave me a gentil smile. "Overwhelmed.." was the only thing I could say right now. Something wasn't right at all but I didn't know what, but I knew there was something.

"I think we should give you a lift to the hospital, no way you can drive in that condition." He helped me again, standing up this time and put his hand on my back for support. The other man had already opened the door for me to get in. I heavily plunged on the seat and let my head fall onto the headrest.

The way to the hospital went very fast, I didn't really paid attention to anything, all of my thoughts swirled around Ant. He must've been pretty scared. All alone...and hurt.

A single tear rolled down my cheek as I thought about him being injured and unable to get the comfort he needed.

"We're here Mr Donnelly" the friendly man turned his head to see me before getting out of the car and opening the car door. As I got out, he held his hand for a goodbye handshake I supposed, but I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a proper Donnelly hug. Giving him all the appreciation I got for him. "Thanks" I mumbled, still tired and exhausted from everything that happened.

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The cold white hallways, nurses and doctors scurrying around more or less in stress, the smell of disinfectant reeking through my nostrils. I heard muffled noises talking about a patient that recently died, causing me to cringe and letting my heart ache in agony.

Stopping in front of the reception desk, sweat forming on my head, my hands trembling inside my pockets, the friendly looking women gave me a small and asked what I wad here for.