The nurse quickly ran out of the hallway for help of nearby doctors.
I scooped up the feverish Houkou and laid him back in the bed. Only to find that the doctors put him in another bed with wheels. (I totally forget what that thing is called so don't hurt me)
I just stood there and watched as they wheeled my beloved into the hallway. I followed, but I wasn't thinking about it. My legs reacted on their own.
They put him in another room, it had a small window on the door that allowed me to view the process.
I turned my head as they stripped him quickly. When I turned back I winced as I saw them stick a long IV in his arm. They put a mask on him to keep him breathing. And gathered bags of ice around his body to put down the fever.
I had a horrible feeling of guilt gush through me. I felt as if this was all my fault, the accident with the eye wasn't my fault, but this had to be. When you wounded your eye, you can't just get a fever and fall into a coma....
No, this was something much much more than that. The shaking and growling. That wasn't part of a coma.
I wanted to be in there with him. Tempted as I was, I couldn't budge.
I jumped as my cell phone when off. I quickly picked it up, knowing you shouldn't have any cell phones in the hospital.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Nekomata! This Mom! Where are you??" she gasped into the phone.
"Mom? I'm in the hospital. Why? Are you home?" I asked.
"Hospital?? Why? What happened?" she asked.
"My...Friend, his eye..." I choked.
"Oh, I thought...Nevermind! You need to come home now!" she ordered.
"Why??" I asked.
"Because........" she began breathing heavily into the phone.
I waited. She didn't continue.
"Because?"
"Because your father and brother are home!" she yelled, that I jumped again.
My father? My father...I hate my father. He left mom and I and caused so much pain.
But my brother...Francis. He didn't have a choice whether to stay or not. He was the heir the household. Father didn't want him to die...
Francis could never be Matt though. He was never aloud to smile or even talk unless ordered. Matt on the other hand, was younger and he could do anything he wanted, so he was closer to me.
But Francis, ever so often, would sneak a smile or his eyes would light up when he saw me. I haven't seen him for over 10 years. But what would he think of me?
"Mom? Are you still there?" I asked.
"Yes...Are you coming?" she asked.
"I-I...don't know. I need to stay here...." I trailed off.
"You may never get a chance to see them again." she said.
"How long are they staying?" I asked.
"I don't know. They can't tell me anything." she breathed.
"Oh..."
"Well, it's your decision, Nekomata." she hung up.
Either I stay with Houkou, and make sure everything's alright or I visit my father and brother who I haven't seen in over 10 years....
What do I do? My love? Or the last living part of my family?
