It Can't Be True

"Asshole!"
"What the hell were you thinking, you idiot!?" The Brit speaks, as he throws the phone to the wall, all of his anger into the throw; Words rushing through his mind, unable to think strait. He walks over to the rum pantry, as he grabs the bottle, gushing it down his throat. "You bloody idiot…" He speaks softer.
Arthur Kirkland, former pirate captain of the seven seas. He gets worked up over Honda Kiku, who had almost died in a fire by trying to save people in the fire. Ah of now, Kiku Honda sits in a hospital bed, burnt and unable to move even an inch for months. So many things run through the British gentleman's head. Will he be okay? Why did he do that? Why is he so foolish?
"Wanker.." He speaks. "That.. That wanker..!!" "Dammit that wanker!" He screams out, slamming his fist into the counter. He takes out his slippers and coat, slipping them on, grabbing the keys to Kiku's and his apartment, rushing out of the door to their car. He speaks out, "I have to get there fast.." Rushing out of their driveway, he rushes out to the hospital. Avoiding all of the cops trying to catch him for speeding, he speeds faster. Nothing would keep Arthur Kirkland from seeing Kiku Honda.
Slamming on the brakes when he reaches the parking lot, he speeds out of the car, running onto the hospital.
"Where is he?! He screams out. "Where is who, mister?" As the service lady asks him. "K-Kiku Honda! Five foot five, short brown hair, kind of burnt everywhere?" He speaks in a crackling tone, as if he was going to break down right there. "Oh yes, Mr. Honda. He is in room 365." As she finishes the line, Arthur Kirkland is already running up the stairways, just to see his love. As he reached the third floor, rushing down the hallways of the hospital, he pounds on the door of Kiku Honda.
"Hello?! This is me, Arthur Kirkland!! M-May I come in..?" He speaks with tears in his eyes, guessing he had too much rum. "Come in." A nurse says. He runs through the door, seeing the body of Kiku Honda.
How could he. He thinks. Burnt, the meter beeping slower than normal. He didn't want his lover to die. Knowing how fragile Kiku was, Arthur was worried to the maximum limit. He shakes, walking over to the side of the bed. A patched up body, burned everywhere lies. He picks up the other mans had, falling to his knees.
"Kiku…"
Tears start to shed.
"Kiku please…"
"Mister, I think you should leave now.." The woman speaks.
Slower and slower.
"No.."
Until a complete stop.
And he's gone.