Chapter Sixteen

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Why has my heart sank?
Why all the misery?
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Why won't he wake up?
What happened to my pup?

It's been a week.

Seto has gone through his days like clockwork; wake up, eat breakfast, throw up, stare at his laptop for two hours, go to work and operate like a mind slave, come home, eat dinner, throw up, take a shower, go to bed, repeat.
I hear him cry in the shower. I hear him cry in his sleep. Sometimes he even cries at his desk. That's the only thing keeping me from thinking he's been possessed.

Something is wrong with my big brother.

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I bring it up at dinner on the seventh night, hoping for a response. Hoping for an acknowledgement that I've spoken.
"Seto, you've been acting weird." I say, trying not to sound as worried as I am. He doesn't like it when I worry too much.
He just hums in response, hardly eating anything. As a matter of fact, he's staring at his plate like he's not really seeing it. I frown and look down at my plate as well, afraid of what could possibly be causing this.
When I finally speak again, my food is almost gone. Seto's is mostly untouched. "Did I do something wrong? Are you mad?"
He looks at me for just a moment, then sighs and shakes his head, still not saying anything. I haven't seen him this quiet in a long time. I'm about to say something else when his phone rings. He stands up quickly and runs out the door, and I hear him answering quickly as he continues towards his room. His footsteps stop abruptly, and it's quiet. Really quiet. I sit there for a long time, just listening. It's like I'm glued to my chair, just waiting for something to happen. I feel as if the building is about to explode.

Seto walks in a few minutes later, his posture slumped and his eyes downcast. He's put his phone away, already done with his call. I'm too impatient to keep quiet. "Who-"
"Mokie." He says quietly, and I shut up immediately. He doesn't call me that often. He only calls me that when... My heart feels like it's being squeezed, and I feel it start to zoom in my chest. "Come here. I need to tell you something."

*perspective change*

"Mr. Kaiba, he's awake." The doctor says. I feel my heart stop for a moment before it speeds back up again.
"I'll be there righ-" I start, only to be interrupted.
"Sir, he's in no condition to see anyone right now." The doctor says, and I sneer. His voice is apologetic, but I could care less. "We advise you to wait until tomorrow to see him. And... there is one matter to discuss."
"If it's hospital bills, I can assure you that I'll cover whatever is owed." I say immediately. The doctor hesitates.
"Sir... I don't know quite how to put this. Have you been in contact with Mr. Wheeler recently?" He asks.
"I haven't. Why?" I ask, feeling my heart begin to sink. Guilt; is that what I'm feeling?
"His condition has worsened exponentially, and due to lack of exposure he..." The doctor trails off and I growl.
"Continue." I say, and the doctor clears his throat.
"As a medical professional, and with several others backing me up, I feel the best course of action would be to keep Mr. Wheeler with you at all times. At least until his symptoms have calmed down, that is." The doctor continues. "As it stands, he is at high risk of experiencing another seizure or potentially falling into a coma."
I'm silent. Stunned. The thought of Joey suffering because I couldn't drop work for a day or two at least... makes me want to die. I feel horrible. I've hurt my Omega.
"Sir?" The doctor asks. "Are you still there?"
"Yes." I say, although I'm a bit distracted right now. I want to go hide from all of my problems. The doctor's voice sounds like it's echoing through a wind tunnel. "Yes, I understand. I'll be there at 10:00."
I hang up and pocket my phone, rubbing my face. I have to get ahold of myself. It's my fault this has happened, but I'm determined that it never happen again. I walk back to the dining room quietly, watching my feet carry me closer to the table as I enter.
I have to tell Mokuba.

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