My Ghost, Where’d You Go? // Private

[Leafwing12]

Jesse frowned. “...I was out wandering the streets when I heard screaming. I went to go investigate it. I spotted Olivia and some older man. He was beating her. Olivia was trying to get away, so I stepped in to try and help her out. But...He managed to get a few heavy blows to her head. The cops came and arrested the ass hole but...I really can’t tell you Olivia’s condition. All I know is that she’s in a room. I couldn’t go in since I’m not family.” He said

[dannychan]

his eyes widened and he rushed to the front desk to ask olivia's room.

[Leafwing12]

After a moment, a nurse moved over. She spoke to Gabe for a minute before leading him off to the room.

Olivia was laying down on the bed. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was a bit shallow and weak. She had multiple cuts and bruises on her. She had some bandages wrapped around her head. The nurse looked her over before glancing at Gabriel. "When she arrived here, she had a really deep cut on her head and she was unconscious.We managed to bring her into surgery to get it cleaned and stitched up but...With how serious it was, she's lucky to be alive right now. It may still be some time though before she wakes up. I'm sure her body is worn out after that and just needs some time to recover." She said. 

[dannychan]

Gabe coveted his mouth, tears flooding his eyes.

[Leafwing12]

She blinked, watching him. She then set a hand on his shoukder. “...We’ll make sure she recovers. She’s already looking much better then when she first came in.” The nurse said. She was silent for a momemt. “I’ll leave you alone for a bit. Come get a doctor or nurse if you need anything.” She saud. She then turned, heading out.

Jack soon entered the room, glancing over at Olivia. His eyes widened a bit.

[dannychan]

he whimpered and his in jack.

[Leafwing12]

Jack frowned. He wrapped his arms around his waist, keeping him close

[dannychan]

he took a shaky breath. “it’s my fault..”

[Leafwing12]

He frowned. “No it’s not Gabe.” He whispered, holding him close. “It’s not your fault.” He whisperd

[dannychan]

he sniffed. “i-8 shouldn’t have left..” he whimpered.