"God why do I keep thinking about it, just let it go." Thankfully, you had two days free before seeing them again, but it wasn't enough. Throwing your clothes off and changing into something more comfortable.
*twenty minutes later*
Still lying awake, it was hopeless to get any sleep. "Fuck this." Getting up and putting on the closest pair of shoes and grabbing your keys, you made your way outside. It was just a late night drive to clear your head, but it ended up at a hospital.
You stayed in your car for ten minutes, staring at the entrance, deciding on whether to go in and risk yourself or turning around. But before you knew it, you already were turning your engine off and making your way to the doors. *Well now I actually have to go, fuck me*
Stepping inside, you were hit with the smell of antiseptic, cleaning supplies, or just the overall smell of a place that scents the blood, vomit, and piss from nearby rooms. "Get well soon" Cards and flowers were being carried by relatives to a loved one that was in front of you. It was cold, but you were in such a rush to get out of your room to even think of grabbing a jacket.
You were pulled away from your thoughts by a nurse, "Excuse me ma'm, do you need help or are you here visiting someone?" You look down at her with a clueless expression, "Ma'm? Are you alright?" "Uh, i'm here for uh, is Luca Giuliani checked into at this hospital?" "I'll have to check on that, give me one second miss." She hurries behind a counter checking her computer.
The sound of her clicking keyboard is enough to calm down your nerves a bit. "It looks like he's in room 807, but he's not permitted any visits as of now." "Why's that?" "He's under close surveillance by family." "I'm family of his, a cousin." "I'm going to need some type of identification, do you have a drivers license?" "Yes, yes here." Knowing the rules of a hospital and the connections that Tom would've had, you were prepared with a fake ID.
"Ok, room 807 is on the third floor, after getting off the elevator, you'll take a right and it'll be the 4th door to your left." "Thanks."
You rushed to the elevator as you pressed the button several times thinking it would be quicker. "Come on come on." The doors finally close as your anxiety creeps back in while standing in the steel box. Counting your fingers more than once and picking at your lips was the only thing to keep you distracted.
A ding and the doors opening send you rushing towards the room, but you hesitate seeing as there were guards like the nurse had said. You had recognized one of the men that was patrolling the halls to be Alfonzo, but the rest were new faces to you. It would be easier to get in, so you walked around the corner and made your way to the door.
"You can't enter." Two broad shoulders moved to block your entrance. "My cousins in there." Alfonzo recognizes your voice and makes his way to you three. "What seems to be the problem here?" "This woman claims to be Lucas cousin." He takes one look at you and smirks. "She is, and I authorize this visit, let her through."
They move from the door letting you pass, but not before telling you that you're only permitted 5 minutes. Walking in, you're hit with the sounds of many monitors tracking his health, the smell of more cleaning supplies, and finally, seeing his limp body on the hospital bed. The last time you had been in a room like this was years ago. It brought you back to many unwanted memories seeing another person you cared about, lying dead. But this time was very different, Atticus was able to live.
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His Obsession•Tom Riddle X Reader•18+
Romance"You fancy me, but in the end we'll both be getting hurt darling." The way his accent came into place on the last word was enough for any girl to fall at his feet. In the end, who wouldn't thought that the once cold and brutal pair would have change...
Chapter 15
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