By the time it was morning, Ramsey was utterly done with the hospital’s system. They wouldn’t let him see Lucas nor would they tell him what was his situation. He texted Ronald, telling where he was and around eight in the morning a very tired and bruised Ronald walked inside the hospital, limbing slightly, with Farrah who looked as flawless as ever. They were quite a pair to look at.
Ronald was paler than usual and he had a worried look on his face.
“How is he?” he asked immediately before Ramsey could even open his mouth.
“They wouldn’t tell me or let me inside his room”, Ramsey said. “I’m not family.”
“What? That’s not fair!” Ronald yelled and received a few looks from other people; disapproving looks. “I won’t accept this!”
“Maybe I can help”, Farrah said and looked around. “Ramsey, do you see anyone who knows where Lucas is?”
“That one”, Ramsey said, pointing at the doctor who was walking away from them as they spoke.
“I got this, boys”, Farrah said and jogged after the doctor. She grabbed his arm and stopped him. He looked surprised but didn’t have a change to say a word because Farrah stared at him intensively, her eyes turning white. “Take us to Lucas Boyd’s room.”
There was nothing in the doctor’s eyes, they seemed to completely shut down, every emotion disappeared from them and he was staring at Farrah with an empty look on his face.
“Take us to Lucas Boyd’s room and tell us everything about his situation”, Farrah said, her voice lowering by every word and eyes staring intensively at the doctor all the time.
The doctor nodded and started walking. Farrah followed behind him, her eyes turning back to normal, and motioned Ronald and Ramsey to follow too. They walked after the doctor and Ronald nudged Farrah’s shoulder.
“That was impressive”, he whispered.
“It’s just simple mind control”, Farrah replied.
“It’s barbaric”, Ramsey commented.
“Says the one who can create hallucinations and make people fall unconscious with a snap of fingers”, Ronald shot back.
Ramsey narrowed his eyes at Ronald and said nothing. Now was not the time nor the place to start arguing whether or not Ramsey’s powers were ethical. They arrived at a door which the doctor opened and let them inside.
They saw Lucas lying on the bed, all kinds of devices peeping rhythmically around him and so many tubes were attached to his body. His eyes were closed and he had a breathing mask on his face.
“What is wrong with him?” Ronald whispered.
Farrah shot a look at the doctor who quickly started speaking.
“Three broken ribs, dislocated shoulder and possibly a head injury”, the doctor said, reading from his clipboard. “For starters...”
Ronald could feel the tears burning behind his eyes and he squeezed Farrah’s hand for comfort.
“He will be okay”, Farrah muttered and kissed the back of Ronald’s hand. “He’s strong, right?”
Ramsey’s head was hanging low as he stared at his shoes. He felt mortified. He couldn’t believe this had happened on his watch but then again what had he expected when he had let Ronald and Lucas step into his world, in the middle of the war between him and Ransley?
Suddenly the door behind them swung open and none other than Ransley stepped inside, he too limbing a bit. They all turned around and stared at him, first surprised, then angry.
“GET THE FUCK OUT!” Ronald, Ramsey and Farrah yelled together.
“I have a right to know how he is”, Ransley said calmly with a weird look on his face. If Ronald didn’t know any better he would have said it was worry. But it couldn’t be, could it?
“You have no right”, Ramsey said coldly.
“You did this to him!” Ronald yelled accusingly and Ransley turned his gaze down, not even bothering to deny it.
Then the monitors around Lucas started peeping like crazy. They lightened up like a fucking Christmas tree and the peeping hurt Ronald’s ears. They all, including Ransley, turned to look at Lucas and the peeping monitors. Lucas’s body was twisting and turning and suddenly there were doctors everywhere, pushing Ronald, Ramsey, Farrah and Ransley out of the way as they ran to Lucas.
The four of them stared at what was unfolding in front of them, Ronald with tears in his eyes, Farrah squeezing Ronald’s hand, Ramsey biting his lip and Ransley holding a hand to cover his mouth in horror and above all the noise they could hear that the heart monitor was beeping.
And beeping.
And beeping.
Until it wasn’t.
Ronald was paler than usual and he had a worried look on his face.
“How is he?” he asked immediately before Ramsey could even open his mouth.
“They wouldn’t tell me or let me inside his room”, Ramsey said. “I’m not family.”
“What? That’s not fair!” Ronald yelled and received a few looks from other people; disapproving looks. “I won’t accept this!”
“Maybe I can help”, Farrah said and looked around. “Ramsey, do you see anyone who knows where Lucas is?”
“That one”, Ramsey said, pointing at the doctor who was walking away from them as they spoke.
“I got this, boys”, Farrah said and jogged after the doctor. She grabbed his arm and stopped him. He looked surprised but didn’t have a change to say a word because Farrah stared at him intensively, her eyes turning white. “Take us to Lucas Boyd’s room.”
There was nothing in the doctor’s eyes, they seemed to completely shut down, every emotion disappeared from them and he was staring at Farrah with an empty look on his face.
“Take us to Lucas Boyd’s room and tell us everything about his situation”, Farrah said, her voice lowering by every word and eyes staring intensively at the doctor all the time.
The doctor nodded and started walking. Farrah followed behind him, her eyes turning back to normal, and motioned Ronald and Ramsey to follow too. They walked after the doctor and Ronald nudged Farrah’s shoulder.
“That was impressive”, he whispered.
“It’s just simple mind control”, Farrah replied.
“It’s barbaric”, Ramsey commented.
“Says the one who can create hallucinations and make people fall unconscious with a snap of fingers”, Ronald shot back.
Ramsey narrowed his eyes at Ronald and said nothing. Now was not the time nor the place to start arguing whether or not Ramsey’s powers were ethical. They arrived at a door which the doctor opened and let them inside.
They saw Lucas lying on the bed, all kinds of devices peeping rhythmically around him and so many tubes were attached to his body. His eyes were closed and he had a breathing mask on his face.
“What is wrong with him?” Ronald whispered.
Farrah shot a look at the doctor who quickly started speaking.
“Three broken ribs, dislocated shoulder and possibly a head injury”, the doctor said, reading from his clipboard. “For starters...”
Ronald could feel the tears burning behind his eyes and he squeezed Farrah’s hand for comfort.
“He will be okay”, Farrah muttered and kissed the back of Ronald’s hand. “He’s strong, right?”
Ramsey’s head was hanging low as he stared at his shoes. He felt mortified. He couldn’t believe this had happened on his watch but then again what had he expected when he had let Ronald and Lucas step into his world, in the middle of the war between him and Ransley?
Suddenly the door behind them swung open and none other than Ransley stepped inside, he too limbing a bit. They all turned around and stared at him, first surprised, then angry.
“GET THE FUCK OUT!” Ronald, Ramsey and Farrah yelled together.
“I have a right to know how he is”, Ransley said calmly with a weird look on his face. If Ronald didn’t know any better he would have said it was worry. But it couldn’t be, could it?
“You have no right”, Ramsey said coldly.
“You did this to him!” Ronald yelled accusingly and Ransley turned his gaze down, not even bothering to deny it.
Then the monitors around Lucas started peeping like crazy. They lightened up like a fucking Christmas tree and the peeping hurt Ronald’s ears. They all, including Ransley, turned to look at Lucas and the peeping monitors. Lucas’s body was twisting and turning and suddenly there were doctors everywhere, pushing Ronald, Ramsey, Farrah and Ransley out of the way as they ran to Lucas.
The four of them stared at what was unfolding in front of them, Ronald with tears in his eyes, Farrah squeezing Ronald’s hand, Ramsey biting his lip and Ransley holding a hand to cover his mouth in horror and above all the noise they could hear that the heart monitor was beeping.
And beeping.
And beeping.
Until it wasn’t.
