Chapter 56

Surprise buddy, had PTSD and depression way before this stupid experience. I have to be realistic here, I still flinch as sudden contact and loud noises, as well as nightmares. I really doubt that'll ever go away. I slowly made my way to a dresser in the corner, smiling when I saw Wesleys shirt and a pair of my shorts folded neatly. I dropped the gown before dressing as quickly as I could, his smell overpowering the gross antiseptic smell of the hospital. I opened the door to my room slowly, slipping through the hallway as quietly as I could, which wasn't very. I stubbed my toe on a corner and ended up hopping on my other foot while cursing very loudly, earning looks from mothers and the children they had their hands over. Red spread to my cheeks as I apologized and tried to make my way through the maze of hallways, finally coming to a waiting room. The room itself was filled with empty plastic chairs and a single TV in the corner, a blanket on the carpeted floor with my mate sleeping