As we Come and Go ~~ Jack x Ayla Story ~~

we fall apart as it gets dark

~With bright lights bouncing off the thick white walls creating a mirror affect across the marbled flooring, the clock had read 10:25 pm. Scalpels laying on the tray, masks moving every so often, and the small beats per minute displaying across the large machine filled the rooms silence, as for right across the hall was another level of significance. Teens pacing the hallway back and forth in attempt to alleviate  the pain overcoming their souls. Anxiety levels making their way into the limelight with leg bounces and gritting of teeth. Doctors and nurses consulting important but nonspecific matters that could pertain to the whirlwind the teens had faced. The surgeries, now informed by parents, lasting till 1:25 had made the building's official statement. This was the hospital, the hospital for the extensive care, the hospital for the fitness of individuals on a surgical level, the hospital for saving lives, and so they did. However, when the tables turned it wasn't so easy for the waiting room to cope with issues as pressing as this one.

Where's Jean? please just someone I can relate to. Someone who understands the shit and takes it as it is. Please, where the hell is Jean?

"Excuse me! Excuse me! Where's my son?! Please where is my son?! Is he ok?! Can I go see him?!" Jean storms through, running to the front desk with Jarvis.

"Ma'am I cant physically let you go back there without any consent from our doctors! I will inform them that you're here see your son, what's his name?" the receptionist simply states as Jean sighs in between her tears.

"His name is Jack..Jack Anderson" Jarvis says, panicking.

Turn around Jean, please turn around. I'm here. I'm right here.

"A-ayla! Oh my god ayla! are you ok?! is he ok do you know anything please tell me you know something?!" Jean states in between her sobs as Jarvis walks over to them.

Shit. This is all on me now. Jack..

"He um g-got stabbed by a g-guy we k-kinda know and all the doctor has t-told me is that he's out of surgery" ayla sighs, shaking through her tears.

"Stabbed?! Who the hell stabbed my son?! What happened?? did you do something?? what why would my son get stabbed he's never done anything to provoke a-anyone??" Jean shakes her head as Jarvis guides her to a chair.

He's done a lot that you don't know Jean, but this isn't the place and this isn't the time to get into detail with that.

"Ok mom why don't you sit here and wait for more information from the doctor, Ayla can we talk?" Jarvis sighs, sitting his mother down.

Jean simply nods, holding the arms of the chair tightly while shaking as Ayla nods walking down the hall with Jarvis.

"Ayla, what the actual fuck is going on?" Jarvis yells in a whisper, pulling Ayla aside.

"Jarv I cant do this right now, just wait for the doctor" Ayla sighs, walking away.

"You're really going to walk away from a life threatening situation that involves the one and only person you care about?" Jarvis yells as Ayla stops walking.

I can't deny the fact that he's completely right. Shitty of me to do but for all the right reasons. Can't technically avoid it now.

"Luke went after him, jarv, that's what happened. I couldn't stop it, Ashton couldn't stop it. No one could stop it and I can't bear to go in there because if I do, all I'm going to feel is guilt for the rest of my damn life. So please for the sake of understanding everything, get it from Jack or Ashton or someone else" ayla yells, running her hands through her hair.