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You loved him. You truly do, but he can get on your last nerve at times. Tonight was one of those evenings.
“MC, come on. You don’t need to hang out with my loser brothers all the time.”
“I’ll have you know that they’re my friends! We keep having this discussion Mammon!”
You just left the restaurant, trying to enjoy the time alone you actually did get with your boyfriend. And yet, he goes in ruining it by bringing up that you hang out with his brothers. You loved them dearly, but it does kill you when they interrupt time with you and Mammon.
He was frustrated, but you were also frustrated when he acted this way. Feeling like he was trying to control all of your social life. You growled a little as you both made your way across the parking lot.
“We keep having it because I feel like I don’t get enough time with you!” Mammon opened the drivers side door, and you followed suit with the passenger side.
“Well we had time today! We WERE on a date, and YOU ruined it!”
“So you’re saying this is my fault?!”
“Yes!” He rolled his eyes and started the car, “I just wanted to have a good time taking you to one of my favorite restaurants in my home town, and you bring them up again.”
Mammon didn’t say anything. All you could hear was the humming of the engine as he drove back onto the main road.
“You know what? They’re ruining our time together because you’re obsessed with the idea that you’re the only one who can make me happy!”
“Am not! I just want to spend time with you.” Mammon stopped the car at the red light. Enough for him to turn to see your angry face.
“Well I don’t. We need to have a long discussion once we get back to the House!”
He was speechless. Dread set in, then more anger, “Oh so you wanna break up with me? Well I’m your first, and you can’t replace me!”
“I’m not trying to replace you. Maybe your brothers are right. You aren’t that smart.”
His grip on the steering wheel tightened. Out of the corner of his eye, the light turned green. He was still looking at you while he put his foot on the gas, “So this is what you think of me?”
Before you could say anything, you caught another pair of headlights coming towards the two of you, “Mammon!”
His head whipped around to see that the car coming the other way swerved into your lane. Mammon couldn’t steer away that quick.
The next thing he knew was that he was cradled by the air bag from the steering wheel. Once he got his bearings, Mammon turned quickly towards you.
Your air bag didn’t go off, and you were slumped forward clearly out cold. He could see blood dripping from the right side of your body, staining your pant leg.
“MC!!” He tried to get you to wake up, but you weren’t moving. Mammon tried to eject his seatbelt, but something was jamming it. He couldn’t get out.
He kept crying out your name trying to get you to wake up. He felt some relief when he heard you mumble something. Mammon couldn’t make out what you said, but at least it meant you were alive.
Mammon was startled by the flashing blue and red lights that pulled up next to the cars.
It all happened in a blur. He couldn’t see anyone else beside you, even as they cut the doors open and drag the two of you out. You were so close and so far away. The words they were saying didn’t even register. Mammon only saw you being strapped to the gurney and rushed away.
“Wait!” Mammon yelled. The paramedics tried to get him to calm down enough to evaluate him. When they determined he was fine, Mammon started to come down from his adrenaline high. He turned and looked at the other driver being taken care of by other paramedics. Mammon was too stunned to comprehend what just happened.
“Sir, we still recommend you go to the hospital. You may not be feeling anything now, but we should do it as a precaution. We can take you in the ambulance-“
“No! I want to be with MC!” The sad look on the paramedics face worried Mammon even more. He reached into his pocket and grabbed his D.D.D. Mammon stepped away from the EMTs to avoid suspicion of being a demon. He dialed a number and begged for the other person to answer, “Lucifer?!”
—
The brothers were sitting in the waiting room, waiting for the doctors to give good news. Humans were fragile and needed surgery in cases like this.
All they could do is let time pass until the surgeon to come out to let them know what happened.
Everyone was quiet. Nobody was doing anything. Beel said he wasn’t hungry. Levi didn’t even bring his games. Asmo didn’t talk about how this stress was ruining his skin. Satan was pacing around. Only Lucifer stayed by Mammon’s side. Trying to get Mammon to realize none of this was his fault.
Mammon couldn’t hear any of that. He played with his fingers, picking at any dead skin that hung off of it. He wanted to cry, but he didn’t have the energy to do so.
“Excuse me.” The surgeon’s voice cut through the stale air, and everyone’s attention was now on her, “MC is stable. They had some internal bleeding and broken bones which we had to put steel plating for. Now…”
Another doctor came up, his face didn’t give good news, “Your friend has suffered from a Diffuse Axonal injury. It’s unusual in a case like this, but not impossible. We need to wait for them to wake up to run more tests to see the severity. Unfortunately, I don’t know when that’ll be. I started them on a course of medicine to help reduce swelling. I’m sorry.”
Humans were so fragile. You were so fragile.
—
It had been a few days, and Mammon hadn’t left your bedside. The other brothers had to bring him food which he didn’t eat. They tried to relieve him of watching you so he could sleep, but he didn’t budge.
“We’re going home for the night,” Lucifer said, “I’m sure the doctors will call us when they wake up.”
“We had an argument…” Mammon mumbled, feeling the words sting as soon as they left. Lucifer frowned and sat next to him. To be the shoulder Mammon needed right now, “It’s my fault…”
“It’s not. You heard the police officer say that the other driver was very drunk. They already arrested him.”
Mammon’s hands balled up in anger, “No! If we weren’t arguing, I would have noticed. I could have protected them…”
Lucifer didn’t say anything. How could he? Mammon was inconsolable, mumbling over and over that he was the reason that you were lying here in a hospital bed.
“Well…we’re here for both you and MC,” Lucifer said, “Please come home if you get tired. I’ll be happy to be at MC’s side.”
No. Mammon wanted to be the one there if you woke up. No, he should have told himself when, not if. But each day that passes, your chances of surviving get smaller and smaller.
When Lucifer left, Mammon finally felt the tears stream down his face. He was so numb until this point. Now, he just wanted nothing more than for you to wake up.
“I’m so sorry…” he said through hiccups and sobs. His hand interlaced with yours which was still laying limp, “It’s all my fault. If I didn’t argue with you…I’m the worst boyfriend. I know that’s why you wanted to break up with me. After this, I’m sure you’d want nothing to do with me.”
His grip on your hand tightened as he muttered to himself for you to wake up.
“I’m so sorry MC…please for give me.”
His sobs continued to flood the room. He closed his eyes in hope that you’d wake up.
How did the human saying go? “A watched pot never boils.”If anyone walked in and tried to comfort him, it would only fall on deaf ears.
“Don’t cry.”
Mammon ignored whoever said it. It was faint anyway. Probably because he was tuning the entire world out.
“Mammon…don’t cry…” it was a little stronger. When he felt someone gripping his hand, his eyes shot open.
He saw you lying there with your eyes open, tears running down your face, “I’m so sorry Mammon…”
Your voice was so hoarse from not using it. Mammon quickly shushed you, carefully trying to cradle you.
“I’m so sorry too,” Mammon whispered, “I’m so glad you’re ok.”
You lightly laugh, “Well I don’t know how ok I am. I remember you calling my name in the car, then I don’t remember anything after that. Then I woke up.”
Mammon’s thumb rubbed against your cheek, wiping away any tears that were still falling.
“H-have I been out for long?”
“It’s been days. I thought I was going to lose you.” Mammon wanted to beat himself up for how much he wept. He wanted to play it cool, but he was just filled with so much relief. That you were alive.
He kept muttering ‘I love you so much’ until he got the nurse.
