8 Late Night Call

"Morning baby, good luck on your test today."

"Thanks sweetie, I plan to do my best. Have a good day at work."

I smile at my phone for a moment before I get out of bed. We've been texting a month and my text bf was a better boyfriend to me than Yuri ever was. I don't even know his name or what he really looks like. Natsuo has come to like him and has even told me I should think of asking him for a face pic exchange. Sweetie and I have gotten to know one another a decent amount from our texting. His work schedule is erratic he works as an independent consultant and can get called for emergencies and such. He knows my schedule by heart, messaging me every morning right as I'm getting up and knowing he can't text during classes. We message every night for a few hours at a time and sometimes have hot phone sex. If I'm being honest I am starting to develop a real crush on him but I keep that to myself so I don't look like a fucking weirdo.

I spend my day much as I always would classes from 7-11:30, lunch with Natsuo for an hour at noon, donate a pint of blood/text sweetie until about 1:30, class at 2-3:30. I head to the café with Natsuo after our last class trying to ignore the death glares from some of the girls we pass and one gay guy whose kinda obsessed with Natsuo. When he notices my discomfort he throws his arm around my shoulders pulling me so close I couldn't really see anything other than his jacket. "It's ok Y/NC let them think what they want, Ryoko knows I'm devoted to her and if you actually start being more serious with this guy you're texting it seems like he understands that after three years of being so close we honestly are just friends." I feel a little more stared at but care less, too focused on him mentioning sweetie and I being anything IRL. When we reach the café he pushes me into my usual seat before embracing his gorgeous red headed girlfriend. Seeing them two together was like seeing a celebrity couple.

When I get back to my dorm I send the usual "home" messages to Natsuo then a hello to "Text BF" I decide to go ahead and get into my pajamas and paint my toe nails with a midnight blue I picked up a few days ago. Once they were dry I put on some music before pulling out Killing Stalking eager to see what's going to happen next. My eyes start to get heavy when Yoonbum is putting on Christmas with Sangwoo. Seeing it's already past 10 I figure Sweetie must have been busy today and go to the bathroom before getting in bed.

I look at the time when my phone wakes me. 11:13, who would call so late, the caller ID makes my heart race, he's never called this late before. "Hello?"

"Baby, you answered. Thank goodness." His deep voice is struggling for air.

"Is everything ok sweetie?"

"No, and I hate to do this to you, I'm hurt can't go to the hospital." I shoot up straight in my bed.

"Where are you?"

"Do you know the Karaoke bar on 17th in Musutafu?"

"Yeah that's not too far from campus, maybe a 10 minute drive this late." He lets out a weak chuckle

"I've been thinking you go to that little school nearby. Known for the med program, fucking genius."

"Do you want to maybe tell me more than the Karaoke bar so I can come help you?"

"Sorry, I know a guy that works here I'm in the back room. Tell him you're baby, he'll let you in."

"How are you hurt so I know what to bring?"

"Second degree burns mostly, few third degree ones."

"Sweetie, that's serious, if you're worried about insurance a payment plan can be worked out."

"Baby, I realize you may change your mind about helping, you may stop talking to me even, I can't go to a fucking hospital, I'm a villain I fucking hurt people." I listen to his words swallowing hard, I suspected but now I know.

"No, I'm coming, you're going to need a lot of care over the next few days, be prepared to leave with me first thing in the morning."

I hang up on him in too much of a rush to get there. First I pull up Uber and put in the details I need. I put on a pair of my student scrubs then replace my pajamas back over them and my biggest hoodie stuffing candy bars and ibuprofen in my hoodie before climbing out of the window lowering myself as much as I can before I let myself drop to the ground from my 2nd story window, taking care to tuck my knees. I run to the supply building, it's usually unlocked and I'm in luck. I take two bags of IV fluid, a general IV antibiotic, An IV catheter, five rolls of gauze, a roll of medical tape, several clean cloths, and 3 blood transfusion kits. I stuff it all in my scrubs pockets running outside just as my Uber driver pulls up. I jump in and throw my seatbelt on, "please not the scenic route, it's an emergency." Once he drops me off I run into the Karaoke Bar, heart in my chest.