In the end, it doesnt even matter

Olbreo didnt open his eyes until some time. He had tried to run away from the hospital, but everytime, something or someone brought him back in. This time, he made a fall. Well, at least thats what he tought. The doctors had found him on the ground, saying that he fall from the sky, but there was no way that he could have done so. In reality, he remembered falling during the mission and his head interpreted this as the reality. Opening his eyes, he started to realize what had happen. He wanted to cry, but the tears were not falling. The sadness and his face expression was there, but not the tears. This time, he knew there was no way he could get out, theres was no way he would be able to live a normal life ever again. Lars and Trygke had been released together and so was Amalia. Catalina had moved in with Emile in his house. He was alone in there. Erik was coming from time to time, but he was working hard with other patient. Tic and tac goes the clock in his room, every damn second, tic and tac goes the fucking in his room. He tried to focus on something else, but there was no one in the room with him. He tried to yell, but no sound came. He'd lost the strength to get up on his feet. What would it matter anyway? Everytime he tried to get up he found himself back into the bed in no time. Tic tac goes the motherfucking clock, like it was ticking the life out him. It felt so unreal. How many has passed? Did anyone came in his room? He felt a presence near him. A slight turn of the eye made him see Erik sleeping near him, his only hand resting on olbreo's chest. How come he didnt see him coming? Closing his eyes an instant, he saw Catalina and Emile talking to each other? Where was Erik now? Did Emile looked older? All of this hurted his head so much. Looking right in front of himself again, he lost contact with the world once again. What was real and was not? He never knew why he had got that way, he knew its was not okay, he knew his situation would never be alright. He saw Amalia enter the room alongside Eden, Isaac and Fred. He wanted to smile, he wanted to do more than just looking at them. Why were they gone already? He could hear Lars telling him to fucking wake up already and to stop wasting their precious time every fucking time. He could also hear Trygke tell Lars to calm down, that it wouldnt help to yell like this. I could even see Hans standing there, doing nothing but looking at me.

" seriously brain, fuck you big time, let me be with the people i want to see..."