Let’s just say Jackson wasn’t too excited about being in the hospital. As soon as they were in, everything began to blur, and as soon as Hide let him go his blood pressure spiked— jumping.
A hour passed before a nurse came out, running a hand through a fistful of curly hair, looking around until she spotted Hide. She tilted her head at the strange boy, coming closer.
“Are you Jack?”
She asked, looking the boy over as if he needed to go get checked in as well, due to his colder and pale looks. They assumed he was a human, as well.Hide waited impatiently for someone to tell him he was allowed to see Jackson. His anxiety grew with every minute. Whilst twiddling his thumbs and running hands through his hair, he barely registered the voice of a women infront of him.
The spirit perked up when he heard his name, standing up immediately to greet her. “Yes, I’m Jack.” He said, his own name feeling weird on his tongue after such little use. Hide saw the worried expression on the nurse’s face and took a couple seconds to realize it was directed at him. “I-I’m fine, it’s a condition.” He mumbled, embarrassed.
“Where’s Jackson? Is he gonna be okay? Can I see him?” The spirit bombarded the petite lady with questions, actually noticing for once he was taller than someone.
The woman let out a light laugh, holding up her hand to quiet him.
“Jackson is fine. There was some nerve damage but nothing too serious, and his temperature is getting back to normal.”
She turned, beckoning Hide to follow, carrying a clipboard in hand as she lead the boy through the halls.
“He might be asleep. We injected him with a substance that’ll make him a tad sleepy, loopy, just to see if that lowers his blood pressure. He wasn’t too happy about being taken in there, aha.”
The woman looked up as they entered a hallway, glancing off to the side at one of the rooms. She knocked, before opening the door, peaking inside before pushing it open for Hide to enter.
Jackson was laying in the bed, surrounded with bedsheets and blankets, flushed looking. It appeared as if he were tied down, retrained at least, and his head lifted once when the boy entered. His lips were still a tad purple, but his face was beginning to get a warm sensation across his cheeks.
He didn’t smile, but his eyebrows burrowed.
”mmn?”
Joan Crawford in Possessed (1931)
82 years later and it’s still relevant
- Sit up. Don’t hunch over like this. Shoulders back.
- Go get a glass of water, you have to drink more.
- Look at the clock, remember to get enough sleep, you might need it.
- Don’t forget to eat.
- Don’t forget to smile. :)
- If you can’t smile, force yourself to the biggest smile you can, it will make you feel like a dork and you’ll start laughing about yourself. :)
- I love you.
- You’re stronger than every obstacle in your way.
- Keep going. ♥
- You can do it.
