5. Did you take me to the hospital last night?
(I mean this is 8 months late but shhhhh...)
Sirius wasn’t all that surprised when he woke up in thehospital. It had happened before and everyone who’d ever seen him and his bikehad told him he was going to end up there one day. Looking down, he also wasn’tsurprised to see the deep scrapes on his bare arms, on his left shin, and thecast reaching up under his dressing gown on his right leg. He reached up totouch his face, the IV in his arm pinching as he bent his elbow, and felt therough grooves of my scrapes on his cheeks. He looked through the window thatpeered out into the emergency room, seeing people bustling back and forth butnone stopping his way.
Sirius looked away, this time taking in the room he was in.It was small, with a computer and some uncomfortable looking chairs. There wasa chair beside him, and on it was his clothing – which was torn to shreds – andhis phone, glinting dully in the fluorescent lighting. Sirius reached down andgrabbed, blinking twice as he noticed the red light flashing at him, signifyinghe had unread messages.
They were from James. And Remus and Peter and Lily andMarlene and for fuck’s sake was that Regulus?
Sirius shook his head and pulled up the one from James first,only to let out a groan as he brain digested the words.
(4:35am) text me whenyou wake up fuckwad
It was difficult typing out something, the IV needle topinching in the crook of his elbow, but Sirius did it anyway. He wasn’t surewhat had happened and he had a feeling James might know.
(11:18am) did youtake me to the hospital last night?
It was a few moments before his phone pinged with James’response.
(11:21am) yeah fuckeri did
(11:24am) wheelies onyour bike while so fucking drunk
(11:24am) you crashed,in case you couldn’t figure it out
(11:27am) your bikelanded on you and you broke your leg and also hit you head on the concrete andhad a mild concussion. at least according to the doctor. you were going onabout us adopting seventeen chipmunks and captaining the chipmunk uprising.also lots of scrapes and cuts.
(11:28am) you’re afucking idiot
(11:30) i was sofucking worried about you, you wouldn’t even believe it. the doctor shooed mehome and gave me sleeping pills cause he said it looked like i was about tohave a break down or something if i waited there any longer and there mentalward was full
(11:31) no more okay?i love you and i can’t lose you