Dangerous

Alex eyed the big building in front of him. He felt sudden nerves start the fill his weak body effectly. The building wasn't that tall, but to the Alex, even an ant was as tall as the Eiffel Tower. He wasn't exactly small, but he sure felt it. It's been three days since he's been here. But he promised someone certain that he would visit again one day. He shivered as memories of that 'one' entered his thoughts, starting to drown them. Alex started to shake as he walked through the big, boring doors of the tragic building. He knew who he was going to see was once dangerous, and most probably still is. Though, he never knew what made him suddenly want to re-enter this horrid place to see his perfect, yet, most dangerous 'one' He never liked calling his once loved one 'dangerous', but it was the only word that described him.

He wrinkled his nose up as the awful smell of medicine and latex fiddled with his senses. He never liked hospitals. The fact someone in here was dying, or recovering strangely made him feel sick. But he bet none of these patients went through what he's 'one' had been through.

Alex shifted slowly to the reception, trying not to make eye contact with saddened faces. He suddenly felt more nervous than ever as he got closer to the polished reception desk. He gulped, trying to swallow all his fears and just remember that it'll be okay.
As Alex got to the reception, he cleared his throat and began to talk.

"H-hello?" He mumbled, playing with his cast on his belly that was protected with a t-shirt, trying to get the lady in the red and white dress -who had her brown hair up in a perfect bun- attention. The women lifted her head up and once she saw Alex, she smiled.

"Hello, sir, may I help you?" She kindly asked, showing off her dimples that were covered in light foundation.

"Er, y-yeah. I'm- I'm looking for room 299. I'm wondering if it's available." He choked a little at the room number. He remembered the numbers hanging up on that very one door. She fixed her eyes on the computer and started clicking and typing. Alex looked down at his wore-out, black pumps. He started fiddling with his cast again as he waited for the young women to answer his question.

"Sir, room 299 is available. You can go in. Just be careful, yeah?" She assured, eyeing Alex as he lifted his head. He nodded slowly, feeling relief and fear at the same time. He mumbled a quiet thank you, and started heading to room 299.

Alex watched all the people, reading through each and everyone of them. He knew they didn't want to be here. He knew most of them didn't care, and he felt guilty as he thought about them being him. He quickly started shuffling through the well-known corridor as anxiety started to flow through him.

He was almost jogging to Room 299 when he bumped into someone.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" A man a lot taller than Alex yelled as he rubbed his shoulder and took off again before Alex could apologize. Alex frowned before heading back to room 299

Alex starred blankly at the door of 299 and gulped. He knew he wouldn't talk back to Alex, but just being near him scared him just a little. He shook his head and slowly opened the chestnut door. The door silently creaked through the quiet room. He gulped for the hundredth time today, as he stepped slowly in the room. Straight away, the image of him on the bed so lifeless and looking cold met his eyes. He blinked the tears in his eyes as he shifted over to him, grabbing a chair along the way. The room seemed to be closing in on Alex as he sat down, still eyeing the dreadful scene. Alex made sure he was a little far from him and kept his hands to himself.

"H-hello, Jack." He whispered so quietly that he couldn't even hear himself. He shifted un comfortably in his awkward looking chair as beads of sweat formed on his head.

"I-I promised I would see you a-again," He croaked, his voice cracking as a single tear slipped down his cheek.

"And that's exactly what I did." He smiled sadly, remembering the exact day when he told Jack he would see him again. Jack protested saying Alex never deserved to be anywhere near Jack , not after what he did to him. Alex knew that too. But that never stopped his heart fluttering to Jack.

"I know you can hear me, Jack. E-even if you're not even here anymore." He let another tear sob down his cheek. He couldn't even stand Jack not being here anymore

. He needed Jack,even if he's dangerous.


"I just, I-I want to tell you this important story to me, a-and I want you to listen, a-and at the end of it t-tell me if you liked it, okay?" Alex shifted forward, looking at Jack's scarred arm and shivering. He grabbed his cold hand and connected it with his own, even though it terrified him.

Notes

Oh no, I've made another story.
Okay, so first of all, I'm sorry that the first few chapters are going to be poopy.

I have eleven pre-written chapters already for this chapter. I have feeling that this story won't be updating as fast as my other stories, so yeah. I really hope you enjoy this story! Thank you all.