Hey everyone. Long time no update huh? Well I'm glad to say that this fic is not yet dead uwu I didn't have writers block or anything, I was just incredibly busy with school and everything else going on in my life, but today I actually have time so I'm going to try and get a chapter in for you uwu. Thank you all for sticking with this fanfiction for so long!
I almost clung to his chest. I wanted to hug him and never let go, but I didn't. I didn't want to hurt his battered body. I cried, and cried, and cried. The tears just wouldn't stop. I was scaring him. I knew I was, and I didn't want to. I just couldn't help it. I felt his shaky hand settle atop my mess of coal black hair, and I slowly looked at him, cringing a bit as my eyes settled upon his own. He couldn't see me.
"John. Stop crying. I'm okay." He stated as if he was absolutely correct. Tears kept slipping down my cheeks, but I was silent now. No harsh sobs making their way past my lips.
"Dave…" I started soft, images of Dirk sobbing in the hallway and Roses incredibly worried face flashing through my mind as I continued to speak. "You're not okay… You were… You were in a really, really bad…" I had to stop again to choke back a few more tears before I kept going, my voice dropping in volume. "Car accident… You were on the way to my house… And someone his you..." I managed to finish, using one hand to wipe the tears away from my face as I took a deep breath. "You're not okay."
He just stared at me. He stared at me with that blank expression as I clutched his brother's sunglasses in my right hand. "Dave. You're blind." He just stared; his face showing an expression of disbelief.
"What is this shit, some kind of on going joke? Why the hell would you tell me something like that Egbert? I AM FINE." He snapped harshly before a rough, and fairly terrifying, laughing slipped past his throat. "I am totally fine, and I'm not going to believe a single word you fuckers say. You're not going to convince me of anything else." I stared. I just stared as he laughed and laughed and laughed. It was so absolutely terrifying. I didn't like this one bit. I straightened myself out and gently placed my hands on either side of his face causing him to turn his head toward me.
"David Strider." I uttered, my voice suddenly incredibly serious. His expression dropped, and now he was the one who looked awfully frightened. "I am not joking. This isn't any time for a joke. You are sitting in the hospital. Your brother is sobbing his heart out in the waiting room, and Rose is scared that you're going crazy, and you know what? I am too. You have been in an awful accident and you are HURT. Something in your car hit you, and it messed up your nerves and now you can't see and you probably never will ever again. Dave, I am so sorry. I am so, so, so sorry."
And then something happened that I didn't expect at all. Tears slowly began to leak down the other boy's face. From those dull red eyes, soft and quiet tears fell. They ran down my hands, which were still against his cheeks, and dripped onto his chest and the blankets beneath him. His lip quivered slowly before he just started sobbing and I quickly moved to sit on the edge of the bed and hug him tightly to my body, letting him cry until he simply couldn't anymore. He cried for an entire hour. I sat there with him, not saying a word for an hour, and when he was done I still didn't move.
"…When do I get to go home?" He asked, his voice now weaker than before from crying so much.
"I'm not really sure." I responded gently, trying not to set him off again. He swallowed a lump in his throat and nuzzled his face into my shoulder, his eyes now shut tightly as he relaxed a bit. "You need to sleep." I muttered gently, slowly releasing him from my arms, but his hands clung to my shirt. It was like he was a small, lost child who was scared of the world. But then again, maybe he was. He now had to live a life shrouded by total darkness. It was all new to him and he was completely alone in the experience. He didn't know what to do. So I continued to sit there with him, just beginning to talk about random things while he shifted around and made himself comfortable. I just talked about movies and how everything was and the dumb things that my salamander, Casey, I done yesterday and anything else that popped up in my mind.
Soon, he had fallen asleep. I relaxed and slowly stood up, my hand gently brushing his powder blonde bangs away from his closed eyes before I placed his brother's sunglasses back on his face. "I love you, Dave." I whispered quietly in his ear before walking out the door, only to start crying all over again and dropping to my knees at Jade's feet so she could try and comfort me.