Jeff slowly awoke from the deep trance to the sounds of a constant beeping
heart moniter.
He slowly opened his eyes, absorbing in all the light ...it was a hospital bed. Shocked and confused, Jeff closed his eyes, trying hard to remember what happened. Things passed through his mind a million miles a minute. Door...Late..Rain..Amy..Screaming..Pole...Wet...Pain..Scared
Then Jeff thought of the key words that helped everything make sense. Pipe...Steel..Brian It all flashed back in his mind, he jumped in the bed and was sweating when he opened his heavy eyes
He glanced in a corner to see Amy curled up, sleeping on a small couch. He tried to raise his hands, in order to boost himself from the bed to go and see her, but he looked down at the small IV, stuck in his arm
"Damn"
"Amy?" he groaned. She stirred, the opened her eyes. She blinked a few times before shooting up from her sleeping place. She rushed over to the side of his bed.
"Baby, you okay?" she asked concerned, while pushing a small green button at the side of Jeff's bed, telling the doctor to come in the room.
Jeff breathed heavily. "My back hurts". He said wincing in pain.
Amy bit her bottom lip, "I know, Jeff.. Just don't move a lot okay?" she said with glassy eyes. She clenched her eyes shut, letting a single tear drip down off her cheek.
Jeff looked up slowly and whispered "I'm sorry"
Amy opened her eyes. "No, Jeff" She whined. "Don't be sorry you did nothing wrong, it was all me"
Jeff shook his head no. "Baby, I don't want to make you cry, I'm fine" He whispered, brushing hair from her eyes.
She sniffed "I shouldn't have talked to Brian at the party and- "
Jeff cut her off, "No Ames it was me, please just end it, let it go Ames.. " he whispered trying to grab her hand, but moved slighty off his back. "Ahh" he hissed in pain, going back to his original spot on the bed. Amy cried even more.
"God, I didn't want you to be hurt. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry Jeff, I tried to help you I tried.." she sobbed, with tears flowing madly down her face.
"I know, there wasn't anything you could do Ames, I would have rather it would have been me then you.. Ever" he said scanning her face with his eyes.
Just then the doctor walked in. "Mr. Hardy?" He asked.
"Yeah" Jeff groaned.
"You've taken a great amount of hits in the lower back area, and that might bother you for a few weeks, we had to stitch you up in a few places, you lost an abnormal amount of blood, you... may feel weak right now" The doctor said.
"Yeah.. "Jeff said. "My Legs Hmm"
The doctor started, "Well you have to get some rest here, and stay here one more night for observation, then we can let you go" He added
"Ok" Jeff said with his eyes closed. "Fine"
He slowly opened his eyes, absorbing in all the light ...it was a hospital bed. Shocked and confused, Jeff closed his eyes, trying hard to remember what happened. Things passed through his mind a million miles a minute. Door...Late..Rain..Amy..Screaming..Pole...Wet...Pain..Scared
Then Jeff thought of the key words that helped everything make sense. Pipe...Steel..Brian It all flashed back in his mind, he jumped in the bed and was sweating when he opened his heavy eyes
He glanced in a corner to see Amy curled up, sleeping on a small couch. He tried to raise his hands, in order to boost himself from the bed to go and see her, but he looked down at the small IV, stuck in his arm
"Damn"
"Amy?" he groaned. She stirred, the opened her eyes. She blinked a few times before shooting up from her sleeping place. She rushed over to the side of his bed.
"Baby, you okay?" she asked concerned, while pushing a small green button at the side of Jeff's bed, telling the doctor to come in the room.
Jeff breathed heavily. "My back hurts". He said wincing in pain.
Amy bit her bottom lip, "I know, Jeff.. Just don't move a lot okay?" she said with glassy eyes. She clenched her eyes shut, letting a single tear drip down off her cheek.
Jeff looked up slowly and whispered "I'm sorry"
Amy opened her eyes. "No, Jeff" She whined. "Don't be sorry you did nothing wrong, it was all me"
Jeff shook his head no. "Baby, I don't want to make you cry, I'm fine" He whispered, brushing hair from her eyes.
She sniffed "I shouldn't have talked to Brian at the party and- "
Jeff cut her off, "No Ames it was me, please just end it, let it go Ames.. " he whispered trying to grab her hand, but moved slighty off his back. "Ahh" he hissed in pain, going back to his original spot on the bed. Amy cried even more.
"God, I didn't want you to be hurt. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry Jeff, I tried to help you I tried.." she sobbed, with tears flowing madly down her face.
"I know, there wasn't anything you could do Ames, I would have rather it would have been me then you.. Ever" he said scanning her face with his eyes.
Just then the doctor walked in. "Mr. Hardy?" He asked.
"Yeah" Jeff groaned.
"You've taken a great amount of hits in the lower back area, and that might bother you for a few weeks, we had to stitch you up in a few places, you lost an abnormal amount of blood, you... may feel weak right now" The doctor said.
"Yeah.. "Jeff said. "My Legs Hmm"
The doctor started, "Well you have to get some rest here, and stay here one more night for observation, then we can let you go" He added
"Ok" Jeff said with his eyes closed. "Fine"