Fuse

twenty - three | an explanation

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It's during our darkest moments that we should focus to see the light. That's something my mom has always taught me. No matter how dark you might think things are, there will always be light. That a small glimmer of hope will be all we need to edge us out of the darkness.

But this darkness is swallowing me whole before I even have time to breathe. It's taking every single piece of me and tearing me apart.

Until I'm nothing but a broken soul, with such shattered pieces that it'll be physically impossible to ever put them back together again.

A flicker of light suddenly snaps me from my tormented thoughts and it's like something switches inside of me. Light? Where is it taking me? It starts getting bigger, expanding to the point where it's consuming all the darkness.

Then in an instant, everything is just.. bright.

Muffled noises sound in the distance, as though I'm inside some sort of tunnel. What is that? I slowly become aware of my body and my senses as I feel myself breathing.

The voices continue in my ears but I can't make them out. Who is that? I feel something touching my hair and then my forehead as it continues in a soothing rhythm.

My eyes flicker and the voices begin to sound clearer. "Spencer?" I recognise that. That calm, deep voice. I force my eyes to open and as soon as they do they land on Kane.

Why is he here? Where even is here?

"Shit Spence, you scared the crap out of me." He breathes as his hand gently rests on my forehead. So that's what it was. I open my mouth to speak but he shakes his head. "It's okay, don't speak just rest. I'll go get the doctor."

Doctor? He gets up and disappears from the room before I can say anything and I groan uncomfortably as I try looking around the room.

I glance down at my hand as I lift it up in front of me. Oh my god why is there a needle in my hand? I'm going to be sick. I panic as I try process what's happening to me. I can't be here. Where is Marshall? Does he know?

Within seconds Kane is back in the room and sat in the chair beside me. A man also joins him with a stethoscope draped around his neck. "Spencer, it's good to have you back with us." He says as I catch a hint of a British accent. "My names Doctor Matthews."

"What? Where am I?" I croak, my throat completely dry.

He gives me a soft smile. "You're in the hospital, you had a little accident and you lost consciousness."

I did what?

"You have severe bruising to your ribs that's caused some swelling, were you aware of that?" He asks and I gasp, raising my eyebrows in confusion. "How did you acquire those injuries?" I panic, quickly looking over at Kane who gives me a reassuring smile.

How am I going to get myself out of this one? Doctors aren't stupid and I don't think I can fool anyone is time.

"Would you prefer to tell me alone?" The doctor asks and I flick my head back towards him and shake it.