|》A Composer's Soul《| (Vasco X Fem!Reader)

Chapter 9: Getting Better

I tried to catch up with Vasco but lost sight him when he turned from a corner. I jogged for a while until I arrived at a construction site and spotted the boy I offered to pay in the cafe. As he went farther away, I decided to see what he was doing there. I was stunned by what I saw.

Vasco was lying unconscious on the concrete floor with a bad bruise on his face. I ran towards him and crouch down to look at him. His breath was going at a slow pace and I checked how bad the injury was. I spotted his leather jacket on the ground and I found his phone in the pocket that had a broken screen. I turned the device on and was faced with a lock screen.

"Now what could be your password?" I asked myself while hovering my fingers over the keyboard before finally thinking about something. "Let's give it a try."

I entered HEROMAN and I was brought to his home screen that had a picture of a golden retriever. I chuckled to myself from not expecting him to have it as his background. I looked through his contacts until I found Jace's number. I pressed his number and he picked up after the first ring.

"Vasco! Where were you?!" I pulled away from the phone because of his screaming.

"Jace?"I said quietly.

"[Y/N]? How did you get Vasco's phone?" he asked.

"I found his phone in his jacket and called you to say that I found him," I explained making my way back to Vasco.

"You found him? How is he?" I was lightly shaking his shoulder but didn't receive a response.

"He unconscious and I'm concerned from the bruise on his cheek," I pulled out my phone to send my location to John for him to pick me up. "I'm going to get him medical help is that all right?"

"Yeah, thanks," he answered. "Could you update me on what's going on though?"

"Will do," I heard wheels fast approaching us and assumed that it was John. "I'll call you later."

I hang up when a black car parked and John came out, rushing over to me.

"Milady! I was so worried!" he exclaimed grasping my shoulders. "You didn't respond to any of my calls or texts and when I discovered that you were at a construction site, I rushed over as fast as I can!"

"John!" I screamed to which he let me go. "I really need your help to take Vasco to see a medical specialist."

I pointed towards my friend and my butler looked towards that direction. He narrowed his eyes and met back with my gaze.

"How do you know this young man?" he asked suspiciously.

"He's a classmate and a friend," I explain crossing my arms. "So are you going to help me or not?"

He didn't say anything for a while but sighed and nodded when he realized that I wasn't going to take no as an answer. John carried Vasco by his shoulders while I lifted him by the legs with his jacket and long sleeved shirt on each on my shoulders.

We got him in the back seat and I took a seat, placing Vasco's head on my lap as John sat at the driver's seat.

"We're going back home," he said.

"What? Why not a hospital?"I asked surprised.

"It would take to long for the staff to come check on him and the mansion is much closer," he casually explained. "Besides, both you and ma'am would take better care of him I believe."

I looked at him in disbelief but didn't say anything. In less than 15 minutes, we were back at the mansion and we got Vasco's inside a guest room. I stayed in the room as John went to get an ice pack wrapped in a paper towel and call a doctor just in case. He knocked on the door and I thanked him as I took the ice from him.