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Warnings:
-Mentions gunshot wound

Sapnap's POV

~ A Few Hours Later ~

The past few hours felt like a horrible movie or a nightmare to me. It felt like I was stuck in a nightmare for months now, but it appeared to be able to get even worse than that.

Jimmy was brought to the ER and had immediate scans to see the damage the bullet had done. From the innocent shot, as Jimmy explained it, it went to something no one would have been able to imagine.

Two of his ribs were completely shattered, so badly that he needed surgery for it. Next to that, the bullet caused an infection inside and a bleeding. If we would have waited for a day longer, he could have gone into sepsis, the body's extreme response to an infection.

It would have been a life-threatening medical emergency and could have led to death because sepsis was one of the most threatening things that could happen, leading to unconsciousness, severe breathlessness, a fever, mental changes such a confusion and even more than that.

He had surgery right as they found out there were still some parts of the bullet left, a bleeding, an infection and the shattered ribs and was put on antibiotics so the infection wouldn't get worse.

And then there was me, sitting in the hospital for something close to two hours while Jimmy was in the surgery room. I hadn't texted Clay because I knew he was having fun with his friends, but felt so alone that I constantly cried.

However, just as I wiped a tear away, I heard footsteps running closer to me. I glanced up and looked straight into Clay's eyes, speeding up towards me. He jumped into my arms and gave me a kiss on my cheek covered in tears.

'What are you doing here?' I asked quietly. 'You're supposed to hang out with your friends...'

'No, I could just feel you weren't okay and told her I wanted to go to you. I called my parents, that's why they left about thirty minutes ago, and they picked me up.'

'How did you know?' I questioned, holding him tightly. He turned around and sat down on my lap, his knees lifted up as they pressed against my chest with a light motion.

'Some twin senses,' he answered with a laugh. 'I just randomly started crying and knew you were sad as well so I didn't want to wait for any longer. I've always been able to sense your sadness, we might share a brain cell or whatever.'

I smiled softly and wrapped my arms around his waist. 'Jimmy is getting surgery right now.'

'Yeah... My foster parents told me everything and I'm so sorry. I know he didn't want people to know about his dad, but I'm really glad I know and won't forever be worried who did this. I'm still worried, but yeah...'

I nodded and grabbed his hand to play with his fingers. Clay let me because he knew I calmed down when someone, mostly Clay, allowed me to play and fidget.

'I'm also so excited. I'm joining a soccer team tomorrow and then a day after that, I'm going to be tested for multiple disorders!'

'Which ones? Do you know?' I asked. 'I hope I could be tested too one day.'

'You should ask my parents! Maybe we can go together,' he started, grabbing his phone. 'Nola wrote it down for me but I can't read what these disorders say.'

I grabbed his phone and looked down at the list Nola wrote down. 'Autism, ADHD, dyslexia, dyscalculia, ODD, other learning disabilities and functioning disorders.'

'They aren't doing the mental disorders like PTSD and such, because they want to see me longer for that. The doctor did tell me they want me to see someone to talk about my traumas, eating behaviours, mood problems, obsessive sexual behaviour and substance abuse.'

'I would like to be tested for autism and ADHD...' I replied quietly. 'Because I have a lot of trouble communicating with strangers and that doesn't mean I have autism, but I have a lot more symptoms from it.'

'From what?' Clay's father asked as he walked in with a smile. 'Do you have any struggles too you wish to get a diagnosis for?'

'Yes... autism and ADHD,' I answered with a soft voice. 'But I'll just look into it more because I probably don't have that anyway.'

'You can come with us when Clay gets his tests. I'll make sure to call beforehand to ask if it's okay, but if it's not, I'll make sure to plan another date for you. Do you struggle with reading, learning and writing too?'

'No, not really... Not at all actually. I'm a very easy learner and get good grades.'

'I might want to test both of your IQs. I think you may be gifted, Sapnap.'

'And I'm probably just dumb...' Clay whispered insecurely. 'I know I am so there's no need to do an IQ test, I would prefer not to see that I'm below average.'

'Clay, you're not dumb at all. Your birth has been difficult so you had too little oxygen for a while which causes some disorders. I think you might be smarter than you think you are because even with all these disorders, you've been doing the same level at school as people without.'

'But I'm failing all my classes... I'm only good at PE because then I can move, get my energy out and I don't have to read or calculate anything...'

'That's why we want you to do soccer,' his father replied, holding Clay's hand. 'And we are certain you have dyslexia, but that doesn't make you dumb. You need a bit more extra care. I think it'll get a lot calmer inside of your head if you don't constantly have to perform ten times as much as others.'

'I probably don't do enough to get smarter and learn,' Clay answered with a sad voice. 'But I studied eight hours for my last English test and still got a D.'

'Did you have to do a spelling test?' I asked. 'I had a spelling and grammar test a few days ago.'

'Yes... but I just don't understand it. Those words are so difficult and no matter how long I study, the words just seem to be moving in front of me or anything. I switch up a lot of letters and write a word the way I say it.'

'That's because you're very likely dyslexic. If you're diagnosed, we can get you extra help at school and maybe you're allowed to do the test speaking instead of writing!'

Clay nodded slowly and closed his eyes. 'Maybe I'm not as dumb as I think then...'

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