Andrew Robert Fowler's (Andy's) POV
~~~

I couldn't help but groan as I woke up, this was my second month in the hospital and I really couldn't take it anymore. Everyone kept treating me like a baby, my body was sore and I haven't been outside this room except for using the toilet and showering for the last two months.

I looked around the room, bored out of my mind and trying to either find something to do or something to help me sneak out for a bit, soon though I realized the latter wouldn't work because of the machines strapped to my arms and body.

I continued looking and soon saw my empty glass as an idea sparked in my head, "It couldn't hurt to just..." I muttered to myself, grabbing the glass and smashing it against the bedside table so that a piece broke off. Luckily for me it was sharp on one end.

I unwrapped the bandages on my arms before grabbing the piece of broken glass and slid it against each of my forearms, five on each and I smiled, grabbing paper of the bedside table and wiping off the blood and wrapping the bandages up again.

I sat there, high on the adrenaline of doing something that I really wasn't allowed to do before a thought crossed my mind...

These marks would show up on my soulmates arms as well...

Once that thought was said, I started freaking out. Is he going to think I'm some weird, suicidal, phycopath kid now? Is he going to hate me?! My mind wondered to various scenarios as I laid in the white hospital bed, soon enough I blacked out.

~
Third persons POV
~

As Andy realized this and many thoughts and scenarios wandered through his head he ended up blacking out from his panic attack and his lack of sleep.

Only twenty minutes after he fell asleep his bestfriend Brooklyn as well as his Mum and Dad walked into the room along with his doctor, the doctor whos name was Dr. Blair declared that it wasn't long until Andy would be discharged from the hospital as he finally seemed stable enough, there was only a week or two left now.

His dad continued to talk to Dr. Blair as his mum stood by the door, she was extremely devastated that this had happened to her precious son and couldn't bare to look, seeing her son in the hospital bed sent shivers down her spine and therefore she always just stood by the door, pretending it was someone else laying there, a stranger.

Brooklyn walked over to the chair situated next to the bed which Andy was sleeping on, he sat down in the rather uncomfortable hospital chair and reached out, grabbing Andys hand and holding it. The two of them had known each other since kindergarten and had been bestfriends ever since they met, they had gone through a lot together, being rejected by tons of boys, having their first kiss (at least Brooklyns), school prom, graduation, many many years of sleepovers, watching movies and just simply being there for each other and most importantly coming out and seeing their soulmates for the first time.

Seeing his bestfriend like this really broke Brooklyns heart. They had stuck by each other through the years, being supportive and protecting the other, but in Brooklyns mind, when Andy needed him the most, he failed him. He was away for the weekend at his grandparents house the day of the accident and Brook blames himself.

He says it's his fault that Andy is hurt, Andy doesn't have a drivers license but Brook does and he usually drives them around, so then Andy was out with some other friends and had to take a taxi home that night, it was hit on Andys side by another car, luckily, no damage done to him that could kill him.

Brooklyn was extremely happy Andy hadn't died because of it, and so were everyone else.

~~~

That night when visiting hours were over and everyone was gone, Andy woke up and cried, he yearned for the touch and comfort of his soulmate, feeling uneasy and unsure.

~~~
If you guys like this so far please either leave a vote or leave a supportive comment, maybe with some tips or ideas? Or just how you feel.
Hope you guys give me support on this so I have more motivation to continue!