#i. lahey. v. 2 — waiting for something good to happen ( s1‚ s2‚ s3‚ s4 )

[mystiika]

@brxkenbeta asked: you have a bad habit of acting a fool and calling it heroic. - to Isaac from Cora! meme: no light without darkness sentence starters

it stings a bit. even if its true, his foolishness only ever came about from him doing his best ( more often than not in an effort not to lose anyone else ). & frankly, he was a fool. a fool for stepping into this world assuming it would be safer for him than life with his father. a fool for becoming so emotionally invested every time something happens, despite his best efforts. & perhaps he seemed a fool this time too, but it had been a gut reaction to throw allison aside. electricity was a weakness of his, that much he knew, but in that moment it didn't seem to matter.

❝ what was a supposed to do then? she could have died. ❞ he attempts to shift, wincing & sucking air in through his teeth. he was awake now ( both a blessing & a curse, really ). it meant that his healing had finally started properly but now he was left to deal with the rather excruciating pain of his still 3rd degree burns. ❝ i mean... that ambulance driver died. i think the other lady is okay for now but i don't think i could have forgiven myself if i saw what was going on & still let allison walk into that water. ❞ 

he'd done his best to restrain his strength so she didn't get injured when she fell either, but that split second decision left him to stumble a step forward — & now here he was. he'd heard from one of the nurses that allison had stayed outside his room all night & day at first but that she wasn't allowed in because she wasn't family — a fact that pained him deeply knowing the policy but feeling like when a person has none, exceptions could ( or rather should ) be made. he hadn't been able to see her since he'd woken up either. or anyone really. cora was the first nonmedical-fielded face he'd laid his eyes on since then. as far as he knew, cora was the first person who'd been able to sneak in to see him at all. honestly, it was a relief to see one of his friends ( if cora could be called as such, as much as he'd like to think so ).

❝ thanks for coming, but did you come just to insult me? ❞ he hopes not, perhaps even desperately given when he's feeling as isolated as he was. he's got a lot of anxiety thinking about how he's stuck there while everyone else is doing their best to win the fight, & with no one around he's been left to stew in his thoughts so much he wonders if she can see his tiredness ( even if she attributes it to his injuries ). ❝ & uh... sorry but could you get me some water? ❞ he feels bad asking but talking seems to have left his throat uncomfortably dry. there's a cup on the tray to his left, too, so she wouldn't need to go looking for that much at least.