Where Did it All Go Wrong?

that was a shock

~Shinso's pov~

I knew going out was a bad idea. Something just didn't feel right, I couldn't sit still the whole ride to the store.

I voiced my concern to Dad and Papa, but they boiled it down to my anxiety being heightened.

I was nauseous, like I could vomit at any moment from the feeling. And then it hit me.

Well, us, a loud CRASH was all I heard before we starting doing summersaults in the air, before we landed hard on the road, upside down.

I try to sit up, but can't, so I groan in pain and sit still. Wish I was wearing my seatbelt.

Did a fucking. Truck. Just hit us?

I saw Papa slowly look up, then frantically tried to remove his seat belt.

Once he was free, he landed on the roof of the car, and got out.

He opened mine and Dad's doors and undid Dad's seatbelt, dragging us as far away from the car as he could.

I groaned softly, my body was in so much pain that I could feel my pulse everywhere.

Soon, the paramedics arrived and got the three of us in the ambulance.

That's why we're here, in the hospital. They'll listen to me next time, won't they?

A nurse walks in to check on my vitals. "H... How are my dads?"

"They're doing alright, sweetheart. Both are awake and okay, for the most part. From what I can tell, you're the most banged up." She says.

Oh joy, can't wait to hear about my injuries. Starting to regret not wearing my seatbelt.

She finishes he routinely check and sighs softly. "Your dads will be with you in a moment. Both have a few scrapes and a broken rib or two, but will be okay in the long run." She says before leaving.

I slowly sit up, my neck hurts. Guess the doctor can only heal so much.

A few minutes later, Dad and Papa walk in and swarm me with hugs.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I'm loved, chill." I chuckle and try to move to where I'm facing them... But I can't.

Confused, I try to move my legs up, but they don't budge.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Wazatski, I'm here to inform you about Your son's injuries." A tall, dark headed man says.

"Why can't I move my legs?" I ask, my voice shaky.

"The way you landed when the crash happened broke multiple bones, including your neck." He starts.

My blood goes cold from realization. "I'm paralyzed."

The doctor nods. "I'm afraid so. I healed as much as I could, even Shuzenji (RG) couldn't heal it all."

I can't even react to it. No. There's no way... I have to become a hero, I can't be crippled.

"I'll leave you to process this. You're ready to be discharged whenever." He leaves.

Dad is the first one to speak up after that. "Hitoshi, it's going to be okay... It'll take time to get used to, but we'll figure it out."

I just nod. "I think I'm still in shock... I'd be crying or something if I wasn't." I say softly.

He nods. "I'll go fill out the discharge papers, get you... A chair." He replies before leaving too.

"Papa... I-I think I'm starting to not b-be in shock anymore." I say shakily, tears threatening to spill over.

He pulls me into a gentle hug, petting me softly. "I'm so sorry Toshi, my poor child." He says quietly, his voice uneven.

I hide my face in his shirt as sobs silently rack my body, hugging him tightly.

Dad eventually comes back with a wheelchair (yes that's how it works in a fanfic fuck off), sighing softly when he sees me crying.

"I-I just can't g-get a damn break, can I? I-I hate this." I say, anger lacing the sadness and fear in my voice.

"I know, Toshi, I know..." Papa says in that calm, soft voice that always made me feel safe, every bad things seems to leave for a moment.

He gently picks me up and places me in the chair. Chair? Oh, right, I'm paralyzed.

Dad calls Aunty Nem to pick us up and take us home, which doesn't take long.

Papa sits in the back with me laying down in his lap. When the car starts moving, my shoulders tense up, but I slowly calm down.