Prinxiety The Prince and the Patient

Eight people

Remy POV
No one came and picked me up which was to be expected.
But like bitch! How hard is it to call a fuckin UBER!!
I have walked almost a mile and half. I had to take off my leather jacket because it's literally 10000 degrees out.
I'm currently on Rushmore Blvd which is the main road into town. I walk past a small coffee shop and the school I'll be going to next week. My records need time to be transported and like boomer shit. Idk man, I'm a junior that stopped giving a shit when he came out of the womb. I walk past the coffee shop and see a kid with pinkish blonde hair and round glasses standing on the bridges ledge. The bridge falls to the ocean with jagged rocks at the bottom. I look back to the boy who hasn't noticed me yet and he has tears streaming down his face and he silent starts to sob,
But with a smile.
I put on my jacket and walk up behind him. I haven't done this in awhile. Please don't fall. The boy takes a step forward and is about to fall. I grab his waist from behind and I hear him gasp. I pull him to the ground and wrap my arms around him. He starts to fight, scream, and kick, but I don't let go. I continue to hold him for dear life. I manage to slip my arm around the handle of my suitcase and I start to walk quickly down the street. Tracy memorial hospital is only down the street from here. I continue to walk and he finally stops fighting and thrashing and just sobs.
"A-are you gonna hurt me?" The boy asks through sobs.
"No hun. I just saved you from the biggest mistake of your life. Why would I hurt you?" I respond in trying to lighten the mood.
"Because people always want to hurt me. Because I'm different." The boy says quietly.
"Well if you ask me, I don't know why anyone would want to hurt you. Your small  and adorable." I say smiling. He smiles a bit and looks away.
"Can I carry you bridle style if you promise not to run away?" I ask with a smirk and the boy nods. I let him go for a moment and pick him up.
"I tried to kill myself twice." I say to him and he looks at me in shock.
"R-really...I'm sorry.." the boy says quietly.
"You got nothing to apologize for babe. The first time was when I was twelve. Suicidal thoughts usually starts around the age twelve in and average human. I listened to them. I thought I was a burden and a disappointment to my parents and they could do so much better if they only had one child. So I downed a whole bottle of painkillers and woke up in the hospital with my family crying around me." I tell my story and the boy had more tears rolling down his face.
"Then I tried again a year later. When I was sent to boarding school by my step dad. I thought my parents didn't want me anymore. I thought they finally agreed with younger me about being a burden. I was struggling in school too. Everything was so hard and difficult. It made me feel dumb and like when I grow up, I'll have nothing to offer to society except to be a nuisance. So then, I went back to my dorm and took a rope and hung it off the bunk bed that I shared with my roommate. Then I wrapped it around my neck and tried to hang myself. I woke up in the hospital the next day with a bruise on my neck and a oxygen mask on. My roommate came to look for me when I missed class and he found me and called the police." I explain again. Now the boy is full on sobbing in my arms. Poor kid.
"Don't cry love. Life got better. I got a better relationship with my mom after the accident. I found out that my roommate who is now my absolute best friend cares about me a lot. I was top of my class in boarding school. Wait this is the best part." I say and he looks at me with tears still falling out of his blue eyes.
"What is it..?" He asks with a sniffle. I smile at him and wipe his tears.
"I saved 7 people from committing suicide. And your the eighth. I keep contact with all of them. There all doing very well and have families now. I hope I changed your mind about taking your life. If not, I'm sorry I failed you. And were here." I say and he turns around and looks pissed and terrified.
"NO! NO HOSPITAL!! IVE BEEN HERE TOO MANY TIMES!! NO NO NO!!" He starts to thrash and scream again. I grab and hold him tightly to he can't run. I run into the emergency room.
I get to the front desk and get the nurses attention.
"Hello he tried to jump off a bridge and he's gonna try again if I let him go. Please page syche. Also page Dr. Mary. I need to speak with her." I tell the women at the desk.
"I need a gurney and syche restraints over here!" She calls and a gurney is rushed over. I place him gently on the gurney while he's still kicking and screaming. The doctors put the restraints on his arms and can't get his feet. I hold his legs down and they put the restraints around his ankles.
"I HATE YOU!! YOU SHOULD HAVE LET ME DIED!!" He screams as he's rolled down a hallway into the elevator. People were staring now.
"Would you like to go with him?" The lady at the desk asks.
"No I don't think he'll want to see me. Did you page Dr. Mary though? I need to speak to her." I ask and she nods and pages her again.
"She might be a minute. You can wait in the waiting room if you would like." She says with a smile.
"Thank you ma'am." I say while grabbing my suitcase and tugging it towards the waiting room. The waiting room is almost empty. I sit down in an empty chair and wait.
After a few minutes, a tall women with long brown hair in a white coat and black high heels walk to the desk.
"Hello I was paged." She says to the women at the desk. She looks tired.
"Yes doctor, a young man in the waiting room needed to see you. It sounded urgent." The lady says at the desk pointing to the waiting room.
"Thank you." She says and walks towards the waiting room. She looks around the waiting room.
I don't think she recognizes me. Last time I saw her I had purple hair with a bad haircut and in a hospital gown.
"Hello. My name is Doctor Mary. Someone wanted to talk to me?" Dr. Mary says while looking around the waiting room. I raise my hand and she looks at me.
"Hello I'm Doctor Mary. What did you need to talk to me about?" She says holding out her hand for me to shake it. I pull down my sunglasses to look at her in the eyes.
"If you couldn't pick me up, why didn't you call me an Uber?" I say with a smirk. She looks at me confused.
"I'm sorry?" She asks confused. Wow she really doesn't recognize me.
"Here" I hand her my student ID. It reads Remington Mourning, student from storybrook prep. She takes it and looks at it in shock and looks back at me with tears in her eyes.
"Hi mama." I say with a smile and she tackles me into a hug.
"Omg! I missed you so much baby!" She says placing kisses all on my face.
"I missed you too mama." I say hugging her back.
"What are you doing here? Why aren't you in school?" She asks me with tears still running down her checks.
"Didn't they call you? Schools over. I start here next week when my records transfer." I say to her and she looks shocked.
"I never got a call baby I'm sorry." She says kissing my head and hugging me.
"I'm sorry I haven't called or visited. Holidays are hectic and I didn't want to see Mark." I mumble that last part. Mark is my step dad. He's an ass that doesn't like me very much. He's the reason he sent me to boarding school. Not because of misbehavior but because he saw me kissing a boy.
"I'm so sorry honey. But look at you. You look amazing. You grew out your hair and got the purple out and got a decent haircut. You look happy." She says while hugging me even tighter.
"Mama I'm tired." I say to her and she grabs my suitcase.
"Alright honey I have a couch in my office. You can sleep there." She says kissing the top of my head and patting my back. She looks at me.
"Why are you all sweaty?" She asks kind of disgusted.
"I walked here. What do you expect? It's a thousand degrees out and I'm in jeans." I say with sarcasm as we walk to her office. I get to her office and she puts my suitcase in the corner.
"You can lay on the couch. My shift is done in about 2 hours, so I'll wake you up when we have to leave." My mom says while looking at her pager.
"Ok I'll see you later.." I say sitting on the couch. My mom waves and walks out the door. I lay down on the couch as the wave of sleep hits me.
What a day.
Time skip to tmmr morning
Remus POV
I'm standing at the edge of a puddle. I look into it and see me. Of course you would see yourself Remus. It's a fuckin puddle. It has a reflection. I look at it for a couple minutes because it's the only thing to look at in this room.
Suddenly the place I'm in starts to catch on fire. It starts slowly but then suddenly it's roaring like a lion. The place around me starts to burn until I'm in a circle surrounded by it. It moves in closer and closer to the point where I have to stand in the puddle. Suddenly I hear a crack. I look down and see the puddle is shattered like a mirror. Next thing I know, I'm falling into some sort of black abyss. I look around and see the word Simon and Roman in a forest burning a box. I look to the other side and see words written in red liquid, which I could only assume was blood.
"Protect Roman from Simon." It reads. Suddenly I hit the floor.
I'm on the floor of our bedroom. I guess that was a dream.
But whos Simon and what does he want from Roman.
"You okay?" Roman says leaning over the edge of the bed to look at me on the floor.
"Yeah I'm good. Go back to bed Ro." I say standing up and brushing off my pajama pants. I hear the door creak open a bit. I spin around and see little Rosie in her pink nightgown with her teddy in her hands.
"Are you okay? I heard a loud thud." She says while rubbing her eyes.
"Yes Princess. I fell out of bed. It's okay." I say walking over to her.
"Ree Ree I'm hungry." She says to me.
"Okay let's go get breakfast." I say picking her up. We walk out to the hall and we're almost to the stairs.
"Alright Missy what do you want for breakfast?" I ask her in a happy tone. My sister can be annoying sometimes but a lot of the times she lights up my day and makes it better. She turns her head and looks at me.
"Can we have- AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
She looks at me and screams her head off.
She stops to squirm in my arms and I put her down.
"REGGIE!!" She screams and Reggie comes out of his room and runs over to us.
"What's wrong?!" He says as Rosie runs over to Reggie crying.
"Idk she looked at me and-"
"AHHHHHHH!!" Reggie cuts me off by himself screaming.
"What?!" I yell a bit frustrated.
"Did you fall or hit your head in anyway? Was your eye always like this? Do I need to take you to the hospital?" Reggie starts to ramble on and I still have no idea what he's talking about. Roman opens the door and stumbles over to me with something in his hand that I can't see.
I'm so confused. Roman stumbles over to me and trips on the carpet and falls into me.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I ask with concern and he just grumbles something while fiddling with something in his hand. The thing he's fiddling with finally comes into view and there my broken ass glasses that are being held together with scotch tape and flex seal. He takes them and put them on my face and my vision that I didn't notice was blurry goes back to normal. He lets go of me and stumbles back over to the bedroom door. Before he goes in the room he turns towards Reggie and Rosie.
"Please stop yelling. I have a headache." He says quietly and walks back in the room and shuts the door.
"I have lazy eye. Sorry, I forgot."
"How do you forget that?!" Reggie yells at me.

"I SAID SHUT UP!!" Roman screams from the room and Reggie looks concerned.

I don't think I've said this ket but
Reggie
Is supposed to be King Creativity
Sorry if that wasn't clear
Love yall ❤️❤️❤️