Heartbreak hotel

Chapter 4

Midnight was surprised to be woken up by Gabriel, and at first, he thought this was a dream, but Gabriel wasn’t in bed with him; the other two shits were, so he concluded this was, in fact, not a dream. Gabriel continued to look at him with a frown in the room's darkness. “You all need to wake up.”

“Why?” he muttered, rolling over so his back was to the man. “Let me sleep, Gabe. Respectfully, go away.”

“Midnight,” he repeated gently. “There’s an issue at the Tomas’ we need to go. Luca’s already there.”

“Let the adults deal with it.”

“You b***h, we are the adults, get the f**k up,” Isaiah hissed as he kicked Midnight.

Midnight groaned as he threw the blankets off him and scowled. “This is the last time I let you shits get into bed with me.”

Ah, they had fallen asleep while smoking, and from the time they’d only been asleep for fifteen minutes, and the more Midnight shifted, the more he realised he was still high, and a dopey smile appeared on his face. Great.

“Shits?” Gabriel asked; as he walked over and turned on the light, all three men groaned. “Is Royal in bed, too?”

Royal appeared, sticking his head out from the side of the duvet; he winced at the bright light but nodded. “Hi, Gabriel.”

Gabriel frowned, unsure what to do with this information, but he nodded slowly. Sure. This was normal. So the four of them went a few doors down to the Tomas’s, and they could hear all the intangible yelling from where they stood. They eyed one another in confusion and walked inside, through the sliding tooms into the lounge rooms, where they saw it.

There was a bleeding man on the couch. His dark skin shone with sweat, and when Midnight got a closer look, he snorted it was the Romero nephew, Ravi. And the two men who towered over the rest of them were Rick and Roman Romero. Great.

“You’re a doctor,” Rick hissed. He was much leaner than his brother, and the gold tattoo of something was peeking through under his black t-shirt. He was glaring at Ash, who was glaring right back.

Lucky came through the crowd in an oversized t-shirt, with Dai standing right behind him, a glare on his face. “Hi, Roman,” he said, smiling. “Why is your nephew bleeding out on my couch?”

“You’re a doctor; help him. Please,” Roman added as he ran a hand through his hair.

“What the s**t, Roman?” Erza hissed as she walked into the house in a black gown, her wife behind her. “It’s f*****g three am.”

“We didn’t know where else to go; Ravi was stabbed.”

“I can see that,” Megan replied, eyeing the bleeding man on the couch. When Midnight peeked over at Ravi again, he winced, and Royal smiled as he looked over. Midnight could see the knife stuck in the man’s torso, and he was so tempted to pull it out, but when he reached over, Erza smacked his hand away.

“No way, you three go stand in the f*****g corner,” she hissed. Midnight dropped his head as Royal and Isaiah followed after him; their heads also bowed as they went to the corner,

“Lucky, help him, please,” Roman said as his eyes landed on Lucky.

“I don’t think this is safe,” he replied. “You should take him to the hospital.”

“If we could, don’t you think we would? Now, just do your job and f*****g help him,” Rick hissed, glaring at Lucky and Midnight snickered; Ash would kill him.

“Don’t storm into my house at an ungodly hour and be rude to my brother, I’ll f*****g stab you,” Ash snapped, scowling at Rick. “Apologise or get the f**k out.”

“I’m not going-”

“Apologise,” Ash snapped.

Roman elbowed Rick, who scowled. “Fine. I’m sorry.”

“Not to me. To Lucky.”

Rick groaned as he stared at Luck, running a hand through his hair as he stared at Ravi, who was still bleeding out on the couch. “I’m sorry. I am, now help my nephew.”

Lucky looked around hesitant before he walked over to the bleeding man on the couch and sighed. “Ravi?” he asked. “Ravi, can you hear me?” All they heard were incoherent groans.

“Okay,” Lucky said as he looked around. “That’s good. I don’t know what you said, but you must stay conscious. Ace, could you get me some scissors? Thea, run to my house and grab the first-aid kit.”

Midnight watched the other two run past everyone, and a few minutes later, Ace was the first one to come rushing back in, and he handed Lucky the scissors. Back there, he couldn’t see what was happening, but from the noises, it sounded like Lucky was cutting the shirt.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Ash deadpanned, scowling at the Romeros. Midnight watched Julian tensed as he hid behind Silas.

“It’s a long story,” Roman said.

Rick scowled as he rolled his eyes. “It’s not. We’ve tracked the Fells here.”

It was Ash’s turn to scowl. “Am I meant to know who that is? No, you know what f**k you. I need coffee.” Ashton whirled around, and even though the large group was squashed, they all made way for him to pass without any issue.

Sebastian sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. “He’s not a happy person when woken up,” he replied.

“Is he ever happy?” Midnight grumbled, and Isaiah snickered. Sebastian glared at both boys before politely squeezing past everyone and going after his husband. Thea rushed into the room, a little out of breath, as she squeezed past everyone and handed Lucky the first-aid kit.

“Okay, Dai, come here.” Lucky waited, and when Dai appeared at his side, he ran a hand through his husband’s hair, and a small smile appeared on Lucky’s face. The first thing Lucky did was grab some gloves and slip them on. “Okay, so I’m going to take the knife out slowly, and I need you to put pressure on the wound. Roman, could you hold your nephew still.”

Roman nodded. He walked behind Ravi and pressed his shoulders still.

“But before I do, I really recommended taking him to a hospital, there’s no way I can make sure he’s not internally bleeding and this isn’t a sterile environment, you’re taking a lot of risks here.”

Rick sighed and said something that sounded a lot like Japanese. Roman shrugged before he replied. Rick snapped something, and Roman replied calmly. It sounded a lot like Rick swearing. Roman smiled as he turned around to face Lucky. “We know. But we would have gone if going to the hospital was an option. Please, help him.”

Isaiah gasped. “You speak anime?”

“Someone shut him up.”

“Royal,” Midnight deadpanned.

“Got it.”

Royal kissed him.

Ravi let out a little whimper and nodded as he bit down on whatever Lucky stuck in his mouth. Lucky winced as he began carefully pulling the knife out. He moved a few centimetres, and Ravi jerked, causing him to stop. “Please, keep him still. The knife appears to have missed his organs, but one wrong move and I could knick it. Please, let’s just take him to the hospital.”

While Lucky worked on Ravi, the more muscular man, Roman looked around at everyone and grinned. “Where’s Gabe? I haven’t seen him in ages.”

Gabe’s hand shot up, and he jumped a little to be seen behind Royal. “Here I am.”

When Roman moved closer, Midnight pushed past everyone and stood in his way, and Roman smiled. “Midnight, hello,” he said, looking down at him,

Rick snorted. “I see you still have a stick up your ass.”

Midnight glared at him. “I’ll have one up yours in a minute.”

“Look, there are too many people,” Erza said. “If you want to go home, go home. I know it’s late and most of you have work tomorrow.”

Surprisingly, many people left to go home or return to their rooms. Ultimately, only Silas, Midnight, Royal, Isaiah, Erza, Megan, Gabriel, Lucky, Dai and Alex remained. He wasn’t sure where Sebastian and Ash had gone off, too, as they still hadn’t returned, and he didn’t want to know, either.

So, they waited in silence as they watched Lucky stitch up Ravi.

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