Falling | Mxm (Completed) Chapter 75

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“It’s been two days. Why doesn’t he wake up?” Joe asked for the nth time, peeking through the small glass in the hospital room’s door.

“The doctor already explained it, Joe. He went through a terrible shock. His brain is keeping the body in check by forcing it into remaining unconscious.” Finn replied.

“Yeah, but how can we know he’s okay in there? Being unconscious and all.”

“We don’t know.” Edwin walked to them from the place he had disappeared to some minutes before. “We just have to wait for him to wake up.” His tone was rather cold. Like he was one of the doctors explaining the situation. Just a doctor.

Joe narrowed his eyes. “How can you be so calm?” He suddenly felt the need to punch Edwin. Even he didn’t know where that came from.

The tall boy let out a silent chuckle and looked down. “Calm…” Edwin exhaled and looked back up again. “There’s nothing we can do. It’s not a movie. We can’t hold his hands and talk to him, and then he’d magically wake up. He has to overcome this on his own.”

Joe gritted his teeth and got out of his seat, bumping into Edwin purposefully, pushing him aside on his way out of the hallway.

Edwin sat down beside Finn and leaned his head back on the white wall. He was starting to get sick of all the whiteness. A little color wouldn’t kill anyone in the hospitals.

“I saw you holding his hand and talking to him a few hours ago, though.”

He heard Finn say and smiled bitterly. “That’s the only thing I can do. It won’t help him, but it will help me relax a bit.”

There were a few seconds of silence before Finn talked again. “Edwin… that bruise on your face, you still don’t wanna talk about it?”

They had all frozen when they saw him in that state the first time and putting two and two together, they kind of figured out it must have been Aiden’s doing, but he shut all the questions down in an instant. He had been wearing turtle necks all this time to hide the really bad ones.

He smiled and sat up properly. “Aren’t you supposed to be in the restaurant? It’s okay. I’m staying here, anyway. He won’t be alone.”

“Yeah, but you will. And the restaurant is okay. My assistant is a hell of a chef herself, anyway. She’ll take care of things.”

“What was her name again?”

“Clara.” He chuckled, remembering her almost setting the whole kitchen on fire the first day she started working for him.

“Oi!! I see you Mr. i-don’t-care-about-love! You like her~” Edwin nudged Finn on his side.

“I don’t not care about love. I’m just not as gross as you guys are.” The chef laughed and pushed Edwin away teasingly.

“Hmmm, wait till you fall in love, and then you’ll be just as gross.” And that was it. For a second, they had forgotten the situation they were in. Silence fell upon them again as they waited for the older to wake up.

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“Edwin, wake up.”

He sat up quickly, rubbing the sleep off his eyes. “I’m up. What is it?” He said, still half asleep.

“He’s… awake.”

Edwin smiled widely and jumped up, basically running to the bed on the other side of the big VIP room. There were a doctor and three interns by the bed.

Aiden was sitting, looking perfectly fine and stable. His boyfriend looked at him briefly and then looked back at the doctor. No sign of interest was shown on his face. Something was wrong. No one was talking. Why wasn’t anyone saying anything?

“So… Am I free to go? I’ve been dying to be free for a looooong time now.” Aiden said, but didn’t wait for an answer as he pushed the covers aside with more power than needed, resulting in the material to fall on the ground by Edwin’s feet. He jumped down the bed, stretched his body in every possible position before standing straight in front of the doctor, who seemed quite confused.

“Never mind. You can get paid by his credit card, meaning I don’t need your permission to get out.” He fixed the doctor’s name tag, winked at him, and went to the bathroom.

Edwin was lost. “You look like something’s wrong. What is it?” He spoke quietly, scared of hearing the answer, whatever it could be.

“He… uh,… he said he’s not Aiden Evans anymore.”

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There they were again. Back at where they met the very first time. The hospital Edwin used to work at.

Aiden was sitting at the exact same spot he had sat the time Edwin had walked into Chad’s room, accepting the folder that had the singer’s info in it. But sitting in the exact same spot didn’t mean everything else was the same. It so wasn’t. Everything was different to the point that Edwin didn’t know if it could be fixed this time.

No one had ever found the literal reason for this kind of coping mechanism the brain would come up with. No one had found any actual treatment either. That was something Edwin had never seen in his time of working as a doctor. Even Chad was lost, saying he had only seen one case before in his early years.

Alas, there they were. All seven of them. Aiden as the patient and the others as confused, worried, and lost friends and lover who didn’t know what would be next.

“So, you’re saying you’re not Aiden anymore.” Chad asked.

“For the millionth time, yes.” He answered calmly.

“Who are you then?”

“No one in particular.” Aiden, no, the guy, shrugged.

“What should we call you? Do you have a name?”

The other inhaled and pouted his lips, seeming in thought. “I don’t.”

“You don’t?” Chad appeared surprised. “How can you not have a name?”

“Well, you see, thing is,” He shifted in his seat, getting more comfortable and spreading his arms on the armrests. “Aiden here belived that names are useless. Every label to be more precise. So when I came around the corner, he didn’t really try to give me one.”

“But if names are useless, then how would people address each other? How would they communicate?”

“I don’t know! You tell me!” He chuckled playfully. “But if you really need a name, what about Lucifer?”

“Lucifer?! That’s not a good name…”

“Why? Lucifer was a beautiful angel. The fact that he didn’t wanna bow down to a filthy human doesn’t mean he’s evil. He actually got a point.” His smile fell all of a sudden. “Humans are the evil ones. They did terrible things to Aiden. He really didn’t deserve it.”

“What did they do to Aiden?”

“I can’t tell you that.”

“Why?”

No answer.

“You know that Aiden created you. That’s not a common thing to happen. How are you aware of that?”

“I didn’t know it either. At first, I mean. But then, when he got diagnosed, which he doesn’t remember, I figured it all out. I sorta knew, cos it’s just the both of us. The doctors kept searching for others, but there’s none. It’s just me and him.”

“Do you wanna hurt him?”

Aiden, the guy, looked at Chad from under his bangs for several seconds. Something changed in him. A moment ago, he was like this pure, playful, innocent kid that answered everything and even came along with them to the hospital willingly, and now his gaze appeared almost dangerous.

“I wanna protect him.”

“From what?”

“From himself. From his memories? He’s a sensitive little girl. He can’t handle stuff very well. Raping that blue doll was the last thing he did before he reached out to me. Fucking finally!” He pointed at Edwin.

Everyone was shocked as they looked at the tall boy with wide eyes.

“Oops, I guess he hasn’t told you about it. Yeah, he basically-“

“Enough.” Edwin shouted. “He didn’t mean it. He was… not himself.”

“Oh but he was!” He smirked, and Edwin hated that smirk. It looked disgusting even.

Chad cleared his throat, and the guy tore his eyes away from him, looking back at the head doctor.

“So, you know the occurring in his life? What else do you know? Is it like you’re witnessing his life or…?”

“It’s like I’m living with him. Just that he doesn’t know it. As for the other stuff I may know…” He looked around the room and his eyes settled on Finn.

“You should really decide to whom you wanna confess. Really dude, having crushes from both genders at the same time is not healthy.” The next person he looked at was Brad, who was standing by Finn. He grinned devilishly. “If he was a switch, he would definitely let you fuck him. I mean, he thought about it the first time he saw you.” Then he leaned in toward Brad, pretending he was whispering. “Fun fact, he is a switch. He just doesn’t know it yet.” Then he laughed out loud, holding his stomach.

“He is not a switch!” Ian said. “Believe me, I tried!”

“Oops, you caught me. I lied.” Then he laughed again. “And you should be really thankful toward him. Aiden is sensitive, but he is stronger than you. He’s a fighter. If you were in his place, you’d have probably killed yourself by now.”

Ian blinked repeatedly, not having any clue what he was talking about. “What do yo-“

He was interrupted, looking at Joe. “He really liked your soft lips that one time you guys kissed. I actually don’t know how you never ended up fucking, but anyway…” The next victim was Max, who hadn’t said one word this whole time. “I’m sorry, kid, but you should really start using some other cologne cos the one you use doesn’t cover the weed’s smell really well.”

Max frowned, and then his mouth opened, but he didn’t say anything.

“You smoke weed?!” Finn yelled at Max, who didn’t show any response.

“And you… your sister is most probably dead. This hypocrite, he says he hates lying but then has so many secrets!”

Edwin really wanted to punch this guy. He bit on his lip hard enough to taste the iron on his tongue.

“You said you want to protect him. Why are you spilling all this information then? It’s not exactly in the protecting protocol.”

“Fuck protocols. Plus, I’m not planning on giving the wheel back to him. It’s not like he wants it back, anyway.” He said and chewed on the big gum inside his mouth, smirking.

They walked out of the office. All of them behind Chad and Aiden, or the guy they knew as Aiden.

“We’re done for today, but you have to choose a name for yourself.”

He looked around the place, which was filled with many patients walking around until his eyes fell upon a boy. His long platinum hair was spreading on his shoulders and would bounce as he walked past them.

“Hey,” He grabbed the boy’s forearm and made him stop and look back at him.

“What?” The boy said, irritation obvious in his tone.

“What’s your favorite name?”

“Huh?!”

“Just tell me a name you like.”

“Hector.” The boy simply replied and pulled his arm out of now Hector’s grip, threw him a death glare, and walked away.

“Hector it is then.” He looked back at them and smiled like he hadn’t terrorized them all a while back.

“Good. Let’s get you to your room then, Hector.” Lucas said and started leading him toward the steps.

“Don’t let Joshua’s soft features fool you. He can get very violent if you trigger him.”

“Ooooh kinky. I like it!”

Edwin heard them talk as they moved away. He wanted to cry. He wanted to go to the darkest corner of the world, curl up and cry. His Aiden was gone and now this Hector guy, who was apparently a douchebag, lived in his lover’s body. He remembered all the papers he read during his studies about this kind of disorder. All the odds of Aiden coming back were against them. They were really screwed this time. The only silver lining was that this Hector guy had actually agreed on staying here. Which didn’t make any sense at all. Nothing did.