[CLOSED] don't wake me up...

[monroe owen hughes]

Monroe made his way down the stairs slowly, listening to them talking upstairs. Right about now, he felt like the most worthless boyfriend in the world. Zain was miserable and he couldn't do a single thing to help?

"I can drive you up to the hospital.." Luc mumbled, following behind him like a beaten dog. "Can Dyson come? I don't wanna sit alone.."

"How are you going to be alone if I'm there, stupid?"

"I dunno.. I just want Dyson.." He mumbled, watching the paramedics come downstairs with Zain.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain groaned, trying to move around on the stretcher, but they had strapped him down. "No... L-lemme go...." He swallowed, eyes a bright yellow as he opened them briefly, looking over at Monroe. His jaw trembled. 'Monster! He doesn't love you.'

[monroe owen hughes]

Monroe bit his lip, looking down shamefully at the floor. 'You're like a traitor..' He thought, tears falling down his cheeks. "We're gonna meet you there, okay?" He mumbled, watching them leave with him. But he knew he probably didn't hear him. He sniffled, making his way to the bathroom. He slammed the door closed and slid down the wall to the floor, tossing his crutches aside. He looked at his arm for a second before he opened the cabinet and fished around, looking for a razor. But by the time Luc found him, he had managed to make numerous gashes on his arm.

"Monroe.." Luc sighed, grabbing a towel. "They're gonna commit you.."

"Shut the fuck up.." He muttered.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain swallowed, hoping he meant it, that he would show up instead of staying with Luc. He closed his eyes, screaning something angrily to try and shut up the mocking voice as they loaded him up and sedated him to slow his heart rate. Bright eyes flicked open as they pulled up to the hospital.

He had managed to work off the straos, and knocked several people aside roughly, not really aware of what he was doing, in a trance if anyway. He stumbled from the back and made a run for it, not even paying any care or attention as he stepped into the street.

[monroe owen hughes]

Monroe let Luc help him to his feet, and the boy bandaged his arm. Then the two made their way out to Luc's car, passing the brand new one Monroe's father had bought him recently. Monroe climbed in the back, laying his crutches down on the floorboard. Luc drove silently to the hospital, attempting to help Monroe out when they got there.

"Don't touch me.." Monroe muttered.

"Okay.." Luc said quietly, wrapping his arms around himself. He followed Monroe inside, keeping his head down as the other male asked for his boyfriend.

[zain marshal rhoston]

They had managed to get ahold of him, handcuffing him for more restraint.
But even with the cuffs, the parasite was at work in his already easily influenced mind and he knocked the guy back, spinning.

The blare of the horn snapped him out of it, eyes flashing as he realized suddenly that he had no clue how he got in the middle of the road. He couldn't react fast enough, the impact sending him onto the hood of the car. Somebody shouted, and he was aware of his arms beind uncuffed, coughed and gagged, just trying to stay awake, too far gone in shock.

The nurse behind the counter glanced up. "He...hasn't been listed yet. There was a man in his twenties that just es-"
She fell quiet at the screech of tires, getting up to look outside.

[monroe owen hughes]

Monroe, not the most patient person, groaned. 'When it rains it pours.' He thought, not bothering to look behind him. He walked over to the chairs and sat down, Luc sitting down across from him.

"Monroe, maybe you just nee-"

"Don't tell me what to do." He said, through clenched teeth, glaring over at Zain. "You don't have any right to say anything. Ever. I should've gotten rid of you a long time ago, you worthless excuse for a person."

"I'm sorry.." Luc mumbled quietly, looking down at his lap. He folded his hands together, chewing on his lip.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain closed his eyes, tears dripping down his cheeks.
"Hang in there, we'll get you inside and fixed up."

But he didn't care, just wanted Monroe. Luckily the car didn't seem to have hurt anything too vital. He could already feel he was going to be bruised terribly.

He winced as they helped him onto the stretcher, closed his eyes. What terrified him most was that all he remembered was them sedating him to calm him down, and nothing past that point. They carted him into the hospital and gave him some anti psychotic drugs in hopes of it helping, followed by painkillers and a bag of ice for his chest, back killing him since it had still been recovering from the last car accident. 'Can't get a break...' He thought bitterly, propping himself up in the bed with a bunch of pillows and carefully twisting the cap off a water bottle with shaking hands. "I wanna see my boyfriend..." He mumbled as they cleaned up minor scrapes and cuts. His eyebrows furrowed. He didn't understand it.

[monroe owen hughes]

Monroe waited patiently, or as patiently as Monroe could wait considering he was probably the most impatient person on Earth. He glanced over at Luc as few times, but the boy never looked up. He just kept his head down. Monroe could see the large bruise forming over the side of his jaw, the finger marks on his neck. Luc finally looked up, stretched, and curled up in the chair, hugging his arms around himself.

Monroe looked up as a nurse came out, asking if he wanted to see Zain. He nodded and got carefully on his crutches, the cuts on his arm throbbing now. He followed her into the room, was honestly surprised he looked worse than when he left. He just sat slowly in the chair, chewing on his lip.

[zain marshal rhoston]

Zain set his water down carefully, looking up as Monroe came in. He bit his lip, pained tears drying on his cheeks. "Hey..." He whispered softly, fixing the ice on his aching chest.