The walls of the hospital were extremely clean. They were painted white with a pastel blue skirting board, running along the bottom.
Oliver has spent almost two hours, staring at the wall in front of him. He hasn't said a single word since he cried on Vinny.
He could be an emotional person, but it was very rare that he would let his guard down and get so upset.
Duke and Madison were trying to be positive by talking about normal things, but Vinny couldn't bring himself to speak or even take his gaze away from Oliver, not when he's this heart-broken.
They were sitting close on the chairs because they both couldn't handle it if they weren't touching.
About an hour ago, the doctors had come out to tell Oliver there was no change, which didn't help in the slightest bit but at least, he was still alive. They discovered that the heart attack was caused by too much stress to John's body as the Vampire blood attempted to change him.
To put things short, John's heart gave up.
"Would you like something to drink?" Madison then asked as she turned to Oliver. He was still staring into space and didn't hear her.
"Get him a hot chocolate," Vinny said as he put an arm around Oliver, which snapped him out of his deep thoughts.
"I'll be back in a minute," Madison said as she smiled at her son and then Oliver, who rubbed his eyes.
She then got up and headed down the corridor, looking for someone who could help her. Jed followed, knowing that the boys are safe with Duke.
Oliver then took in a big breath and exhaled it slowly. He was sick of waiting, he just wanted his dad to be okay. He could feel Vinny's eyes on him, he knew he was worried about him because he could feel it.
Just then, a doctor came down the corridor. It was the same one who led the boys to Duke and Madison.
Oliver stood up with anticipation.
"Is he okay?"
The doctor connected his fingers and looked at the ground for a second.
"Your dad is stable, but we've had to put him on a life support machine," The doctor said. "He can't breath on his own"
"What is that?" Vinny asked as he also stood up. He's not familiar with modern terms and machines.
"It's something that helps the patient to breathe by pushing oxygen into the lungs and around the body," The doctor said, trying not to be intimidated by the Master. "But we have the heart started again, it's just incredibly weak"
"Am I allowed to see him now?" Oliver asked.
"Of course," The doctor said which made Duke stand up. "The room is just down the hall" He then turned and walked back in the direction he had come from, but this time everyone followed.
Oliver felt like his heart was in his mouth as his chest was heavy. He's somewhat settled, now that his dad was stable and on life support, but they couldn't keep him on it forever. What if he can't recover? What if his heart doesn't strengthen?
When they reached the room, the doctor held the door open. Vinny let Oliver enter first, but he felt his grip on his hand tighten.
In the room, was a bed resting against the right wall and John, lying unconscious.
Vinny then felt Oliver really squeeze his hand hard, but he didn't mind.
John was unconscious as a tube was coming out of his mouth and connecting to the life support machine. He had various things attached to his right arm, but Oliver walked over and took his hand.
He let his gaze wander around his face, he looked pale and his skin was almost grey. He didn't look himself and it was hard for Oliver not to break down again.
"Hey dad" He whispered. He knew he wouldn't get a reply but that made him realise just how much he missed the sound of his voice.
"Is he going to recover?" Duke asked.
"I'll tell you outside," The doctor said, but Oliver wanted to hear too.
"No, tell me," He said whilst turning around. "Is he?"
The doctor looked at his surroundings. But his eyes dimmed, showing that it wasn't good news.
"I'm sorry," He said in a low voice. And with that, he walked out.
Oliver was left with a pierced heart and a lump forming in his throat.
His dad wasn't going to recover.
Vinny looked at his own dad, who looked guilty. He was the one that did this to him, but John knew the risks.
Oliver let his watery gaze turn back to John. He reached up and ran a hand through his hair. He now started noticing the little things. Like how he was starting to get stray grey hairs and tiny wrinkles around the sides of his eyes and mouth.
His dad looked sick and Oliver may never get the chance to see him smile, ever again.
"Why would you do this to me?" He asked as a tear strolled down his cheek once more. He then lifted his hand and kissed his knuckles. His skin was cold but it still smelt familiar, which punched his chest hard.
More tears streamed down Oliver's face, making it incredibly difficult for Vinny not to walk over to hug and to kiss him, but Oliver needed time with his dad.
"Please don't let me live without you, please" Oliver whispered whilst closing his eyes.
He then did something he never thought he would do.
He prayed.
Oliver isn't religious, but there was no better time than now, to hope. Was there a higher power up there, listening to his desperate pleads and begs?
He wished that someone would listen to his aspirations. He may even seem crazy, but there was no harm in trying.
When Oliver let out a little whimper, Vinny couldn't take it anymore.
He walked over and put a hand on his soulmates back. Oliver turned and suddenly craved Vinny's comfort.
He dropped his head against Vinny's shoulder as he felt his strong arms wrap around him. He breathed in his scent and tried incredibly hard to swallow back his grief.
His dad hadn't gone yet, but there was very little hope that he was going to make it through this.
Just then, Madison came in with drinks as Jed waited outside the door.
Judging by Duke's sadness, she could tell it was bad news. It took a little shake to the head from her husband to realise that John wasn't going to make it.
She sighed sadly before putting the drinks down.
"Is there nothing they can do?" She asked quietly.
but just before Duke was going to answer, the door opened again. This time, it was another doctor.
He seemed very proud to be meeting the Vanderwood's, but the current situation made their greeting extremely negative.
"Alphas," He said politely before glancing to the boys, who were caught up in each others embrace.
He then cleared his throat and looked at John.
"I'm afraid that there is nothing we can do," He said. "The only thing that is keeping John alive is this machine. He will not recover on his own" He kept his voice down, he didn't want to upset Oliver more than what he already was.
The man watched as Duke and Madison's expressions became more and more depressing, but he had to press on.
"So what we can do, is keep the machine on until tomorrow morning, but then we'll have to switch it off" The reason he said tomorrow morning, was because they decided to give Oliver time to get used to the idea. His dad was going to pass away and there is nothing he can do.
He also had plenty of time to say goodbye.
Madison let her gaze wander to Oliver, that poor boy was going to be left with no parents.
Johns life didn't deserve to end like this.
Surely there was something they could do.