muserevival | 117.4 Drabble || Wait

There was nothing in the world quite like waiting that could make you run over a thousand things in your head all at once. All the things that you should've looked at before, thought through, and learned from. All the things that were probably too late. Still, here Emily sat, in the quiet of a hospital room, waiting for her brother to wake up and hoping that he would be okay.

Clitty had gone to Angela's. He was safe, and he'd be well taken care of. That much Emily knew. Linc was well taken care of by doctors, with his sister by his side. But there was the overwhelming realization in Emily that, if she'd played her cards differently, she and Ange could've been taking care of each other, too. Instead, it would just be more waiting, alone in the quiet of a hospital room, wishing to hell that there was something to do beyond sitting, waiting, and hoping for the best.