"I wish we never fucking met!" Jack Avery slammed his bedroom door immediately after the words exited his mouth.
"So do we!" Jonah Marais screamed back.
Be careful what you wish for. Sometimes you don't actually want it to come true
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~𝑰 𝑾𝑰𝑺𝑯~
The four boys were allowed in Jack's hospital room the day after they bought him in. His short dyed hair was covered with medical wrap, it covering most of his hair but fortunately not his face.
"How did this even happen?" Daniel quietly asked. "He was fine when he went to bed"
Corbyn gently rubbed Daniels shoulder. "The doctor said it was blunt force trauma"
"Yeah but now they don't know why he's still unconscious" Daniel sniffled, the back of his hand covering his mouth.
Corbyn embraced the crying blond, gently rubbing his back. Jonah stayed in his seat, his hand over his mouth as he stared at his best friend laying in the hospital bed. As for Zach stayed standing, his back against the wall as he fiddled with his fingers.
"I should've apologised" Jonah numbly spoke. "I should've just been the bigger person and apologised before it was too late-"
"-it isn't too late!" Zach interrupted, the room falling silent for a few more moments. "Sorry" The eighteen year old muttered.
"Don't apologise" The older man sighed. "Is Kristin here yet?"
Daniel shook his head no, looking at his phone and seeing no confirmation message from the mother saying she was at the hospital.
"Maybe she'll be here in a few hours" Daniel quietly spoke up.
The room quickly fell back into silence once more. None of the boys knew what else to say to each other, not wanting to make the atmosphere more uncomfortable.
"I'm going to get coffee" Jonah muttered, not waiting for a response before leaving the room.
"I'm going to get chocolate from one of the many vending machines" Zach cleared his throat, also leaving the plain room.
"And I'll be helping Zach when he gets his arm stuck in the bottom of that same vending machine" Daniel sighed. "Will you be okay to stay here on your own?"
Corbyn looked up, nodding at his blond friend before drawing his attention back to his unconscious friend.
"Text if you need me" Daniel patted his friends shoulder, before hearing Zach yelp from pain, he chuckled. "That's my cue... Zach what have we spoken about?! Stop stealing candy from vending machines, we've been over this!"
Corbyn waited for Daniel to close the hospital room, his dyed blond friends voice becoming more distant from wandering the halls of the hospital trying to find Zach and the poor vending machine.
