The white streak

As we arrived at the hospital I was still panicking like fuck, as much as the woman told me that he was going to be alright and telling me to stay calm I was absolutely petrified, what If all this is my fault, I dunno what to think what if its my fault he’s in this state, why didn’t I come earlier! Why was his hair stuck in the wall! The more I thought the more scared I became, I would be meeting with my dad in a few days and although I wasn’t sure if it was worth it, I decided maybe I should still go just to be on the safe side.
Jack had been rushed in some room by the paramedics who were doing all sorts of tests and hooking him up to machines and god knows what else, I was at the reception near by waiting for the man behind the counter to get in touch with Jacks emergency contacts or close family, and after about 20 minutes of pacing the halls worried sick the guy approached me with a confused and puzzled look on his face.
“It seems your friend Jack doesn’t have a single person who can be informed of the incident, the police will be arriving shortly to talk to you about what happened” The guy was talking softly but must have noticed the shock on my face when he mention the police needing to talk to me and continued to say
“Your not in trouble… Alex?” I nodded confirming my name
“They just want to know if you know of anything. What made you go for him and if anyone was in his room things like that, is that okay?” I nodded again before saying
“Yea that’s fine, do you think they’ll be able to tell me why Jack has no direct contacts, like his parents and things?” I really was walking on thin ice asking things like this and trying to gather information that wasn’t rightfully mine but it was worth a shot
“Well considering you’re the only one who seems to know Jack or is close to him, they might tell you a little bit but don’t take my word for it” He warned
“Thank you” I said sincerely.
After another 45 minutes of waiting I walked back up to the receptionist to ask if there had been any news
“Do you know what’s wrong with Jack yet? I mean I just found him in his dorm room with blood on his head and as soon as I got in he passed out and didn’t even show sign of life at all, I know I’ve said this before, but I just can’t get my head around it” I started to feel my self become overcome with sadness, I had a lump in my throat that made it difficult to choke back the tears, but I was forcing myself to try keep it together.
“We think Jack has serious concussion, the paramedics and doctors checked him over to reveal he must have hit his head on something explaining all the blood on the back of his head, It would also explain his lack of consciousness. And that clear liquid coming from his ears and nose was brain fluid, which could mean that he has brain damage, but they’re just finishing up his scan now and we’ll find out and let you know as soon as possible, please, if you have any queries don’t hesitate to ask” He placed his hand on my shoulder to try reassure me and walk back behind the desk and as I turned around a young police man was stood behind me
“Alex Gaskarth? I’m Officer Hunter, Would mind coming with me, we have a few questions, but don’t worry son your not in trouble” the man began escorting me to his car as we drove in silence to the station down the road about a mile away.
He lead me into a small room with 3 chairs and a table, he sat me on one chair and was shortly followed in by another male interrogator “This is Officer Cole We’d like to ask you some questions about Jack Barakat, is there anything you’d like to say before we begin?” He was very polite and made the terrifying atmosphere almost bearable
“I was wondering if you’d be able to tell me anything about Jacks parents of family, well mainly the fact he hasn’t got anyone to call in an emergency” they both turned to back of the room and began to converse before one of them stood up and walked out the room and the other turned to me and told me he was going to get the file, When he returned he set the file down and began to flick through it before reaching to a page with a picture of a man and woman hugging, I could only assume who it was.
“Here we have Jacks file, I feel as you’re his only contact there’s no reason you shouldn’t know, we’ll only give you the brief as some details could be a breech of confidentiality, basically, when Jack was 17, his parents disappeared and left him alone in his house without a single clue to where they’d gone, as for his siblings, there is no record of them after the year 2012 , no social media, no nothing, so we’re guessing they disappeared too, but there was no report they just went, Jack has aunties and uncles but they’re all in Lebanon and have no interest in taking Jack in, in any way shape or form, That’s enough information I think to satisfy, don’t you think?” I nodded and said thank you for sharing before he began to question me, things like, how did I find him, why did I go up for him did I see anything suspicious, I told them everything, everything I knew about Jack I told them, I was so uneasy thinking about it all and I think they could see that as the interview was over within 15 minutes, they thanked me again for answering everything they needed to know and drove me back to the hospital.
I grabbed my bag from the car and sprinted to the hospitals front office, I wanted to know if I’d missed anything, as I got there the guy who’d helped me all day was stood with a folder and was reading through it thourouly, he looked up and saw me.
“Alex, Your just in time, I have bad news and I have good news, which do you want to hear first?” Is this guy serious! I’ve been scared to death all day for him to ask me a question as stupid as that and make it seem like a joke. I raised me eyebrow and looked fairly pissed off before he said
“Well the good news is, Jack doesn’t have brain damage which is very luck cause he took a real blow to the head by the looks of it, but he should wake up pretty much fully functioning, memory and everything” he locked his eyes onto mine and gave a soothing smile.
“Oh thank god! But… wait, what’s the bad news?” I began to feel nervous and sick again
“Well the bad news is, Jacks in a coma, we don’t know how long he’ll be in this state, but we know that when he does wake up… If he wakes up, he will be the same Jack as before” I was startled, I didn’t know what to say or think, I couldn’t believe it. What did he mean ‘if’
“So that means th-that there’s a possibility that he won’t wake up” my eyes were lined with fresh tears and my heart was racing like crazy, the sickness turned into agonising nausea. I knew I should be happy that he was going to be alright, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact he might never wake up.
“Well, yes, most patients do, but if I’m being perfectly honest Mr. Gaskarth, his injury is very serious, It’s extremely rare to have tests that show his brain as normal as this after that happened”
He proceeded to explain things about Jacks coma, but I wasn’t listening one bit, I couldn’t stop thinking about Jack, the fact I didn’t follow him the fact I’d waited too long to go check him, I couldn’t help feel guilty, I began to link it all back to the time we were together only days ago, I had a flashback to that moment where he began freaking out, I felt goose bumps rise on my skin and tears roll down my face, I was quickly snapped out of my tense state by the words
“You can go in and see him if you like, he’s in room 3B down the hall and to your left, we don’t have set visiting times for coma patients so if it helps at all, you’ll be able to see him any time you like, I’ll get you a visitors badge printed out so they know who you'll be here to see, I’m really sorry, but for now I suppose this is the best we can do, we have to just hope Jack will wake up on his own”
“Thank you, honestly for everything and I think I’ll be in here very often, I’m not leaving him to fight this on his own” I grabbed the mans hand shook it slightly and began walking to jacks room wiping my tears from my face just in-case there was even a slim chance he was already awake, I knew deep down that it wasn’t possible but I didn’t want to run the chance of looking like a blubbering mess if he was.
I opened the door and of course, he was still asleep, I felt my heart ache a little cause of how peaceful he looked, flat fluffy hair, and puffy cheeks, he looked so ill be he was still cute, I couldn’t deny that.
I sat on the chair next to his bed and grabbed his hand
“Hey Jack, It’s me Alex, you really put up quite a fuss didn’t you, I mean god today, I took a ride in a police car and ambulance, I got to sit in an interview room and got to feel mega awkward by two men in suits, and Its only 6:30 you do like to cause chaos don’t ya” I began laughing slightly through my tears while rubbing my thump on the back of his hand
“But although your like a walking little… well not little your taller than me… although you’re a walking tall disaster Jack Barakat, I also now know you must be very lonely so I’m gonna be here for you cause I bet your gonna need someone to keep you company in your deep sleep. And if you don’t want me here then you better wake up and tell me otherwise your stuck with me till you object, I know you can’t hear me, but that slight chance that you can, I’m gonna come to the hospital as much as I can, I’ll bring music and movies, I’ll decorate your room with things from your dorm, I’ll make this place feel like a home from home with an added bonus which is me, so count yourself lucky that I’m feeling generous” I winked at his comatose body. I was still chuckling through my tear stained face trying to maybe cheer the soul up that lurked in his sleepy body.
I stayed silent for a while before I noticed his palm sweating in my hand so I tried to cool him down a little, first I moved down his bed sheet to his knees then grabbed his sleeves and rolled up the right one then the left one to reveal bright purple lines popping out all over his wrist, scattered everywhere, I was astounded when I finally relized what they were, I felt the tears crash to my cheeks like a waterfall, I was an emotional wreck at this point, I stopped and rolled his sleeve back down before grabbing my bag off the hook and running to the front desk, grabbing my visitors badge and running back to the collage as fast as I could

Notes

I know nobody really cares that it's been over a week, but was on a few days holiday so I've not had the opportunity to write it, although I did plan it in the 4 hour car drive +traffic time. Anyway, I know that my chapters arent that great, but I really enjoy writing them so i hope someone out there likes reading them I suppose.
I had a new idea for a doctor who themed fanfic, It doesn't really include the doctor himself, it's just, an idea, so if anyone would be kind enough to message me and let me tell them my summary and then tell me what they think of it i'd appreciate that so much, cause I dunno if anyone would read or enjoy it so yea, I'm just going on now anyway, hope you like it TTFN

Alex~