365 Days.

The light forces me to open my eyes,
and the voices in the room don’t quieten down.
There’s furious shushing,
but judging by the noise,
nobody seems to listen to whoever is trying to tell them to hush up.

At first,
my vision is blurry,
but then it clears up and I can recognize the faces peering down at me.

The first face is Father’s.
He’s clearly annoyed.

The second face is Chase’s.
He looks worried.

The third is Mickel’s.
He looks guilty.
Has a right to be.
I fell because of him.
Right?
No.
I fell because of my own stupidity,
my own blind rage.

I sigh softly and tilt my head,
with an enormous amount of effort and pain,
to look at who’s holding my hand.
The only one with a soft caring expression on their face
Magnus.

Magnus smiles softly but doesn’t say anything.
Father erupts beside me,
“What were you thinking!”

I flinch at the loudness of his voice.
I can sense an awkward tension grow.

“You could have gotten yourself killed!
Bloody hell!
Where was your brain?”
He yells.

“Sir,
please,
we understand you’re upset,
but the boy doesn’t understand anything,
his mind is still in state of shock.
He’s only coming back now.”
A soft voice comes from the side of the room,
The only person in the room that’s caring about how I feel
in medical senses.

I blink a few times once more,
look to Magnus.
“Magnus,”
I say softly and offer the male a smile.

“Yes?”
He replies,
his voice soft and caring.

I close my eyes for a moment,
it’s so hard to talk.
I want to see my injuries.
“I…”

Magnus gets me some water,
and once they sit me up in the bed,
presses the glass to my lips.

I take a few slow sips.
Swallowing hurts.
I lick my lips and look around with my eyes,
not wanting to move my sore head.

Chase smiles uncertainly,
Mickel’s dark gaze is light for once.
The two stand opposite each other,
on either side of my cot.
They sneak glares at each other now and then.
The glares say it all.
‘Your fault.’

Not wishing to look onto the rivalry anymore,
remembering Mickel’s previous words,
I look away once more,
listening to the buzzing of the light.

I don’t last long though.
Before I even know it,
I’m out again.