Hope sighed as he felt Alex sitting there rubbing his hand and his knuckles, clearly trying to soothe him as he was prodded with needles and everything else. Hope shook his head "Yes it is." He softly brooded. "I took you away from work, away from your day." Hope stopped knowing that Alex was going to argue the fact it wasn't his fault. Hope silently nodded as he was told that not many people liked needles but they had to figure out what was wrong with him. But it wasn't just that, it was of course the slumlord. He was very fond of the liquid drug, given out by needles. The vile man used it on his mother sometimes during his visits and would also threaten Hope with it. Claiming if he came and checked on his mother or anything of the sorts he would use it against him and make it to where he couldn't check on her.<br/><br/>Hope gave a half smile and gripped on Alex's hand when Dr. Grey came into the room. He sat there still and silently as he was quickly looked over. Hope sighed as he heard that there could be a couple things going on but needed some tests to be ran before he could tell. Once the doctor left he looked up at Alex and was about to say something before he said that he would be right back. He gave a silent nod and sadly let go of Alex's hand. Hope curled up slightly, being extra careful with his needle injected arm. The grogginess was fully aware and existent. Hope was in and out of it until he heard the door open once more, Alex coming in with a unexplained look upon his face. He had sat back in his chair and took a hold of his hand once again, making him sigh in relaxation and comfort. The strange feeling Alex had always brought him. "I guess so." He whispered as his anxiety and worry tried not to surface.<br/><br/>When Alex asked he could get him anything he moved to where his tied down arm was out of the picture and childishly tugged at Alex's hand motioning him to come lay with him in the hospital bed. Hope couldn't help but get misty eyed at the thought of the last time he had seen a hospital bed before the time he had got jumped. The death bed of his mother, the other reason of his fear of hospitals. "Alex. Why haven't you found your soul mate? I mean you are so nice and caring. You deserve that special someone. Unlike...." He closed his eyes and could only see the vile man, defiling him. Taking his virginity, all those nights he came to claim his pay. His eyes stayed closed longer than he expected and a pained expression took over.