Jesse Hall stood in the open door, staring in at his best friends. He walked in quickly and slammed the door shut behind him. "Hmm, huh?" Adam said waking up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and peered in the direction the noise came in. "Jesse? Man, what are you doing here?" He asked his voice groggy. He sat up in Charlie's arms then realized where he was, he jumped back into a corner of his bed.
"Jesse, it's not what it looks like." Charlie said bringing his hands up in defense.
"What the hell am I supposed to think this looks like?" Jesse screamed motioning to the bed. "You two are sleeping in the same bed!"
"That's all we were doing, sleeping." They heard a low voice with a sniffling noise. Adam had started to cry.
"Adam." Charlie moved to where his boyfriend sat, fighting him to get the blankets off his head.
"Banks." Jesse's voice was stern and loud. Charlie gained control of the covers and both boys got a good look at Adam's face before he covered it with his hands.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Charlie screamed standing up. He pushed his friend back. "Making him cry?" Charlie asked.
"I didn't mean to!" Jesse pushed Charlie back. Charlie went tumbling to the floor, only to look up at Jesse with anger in his eyes. Jesse's were filled with hate.
"Bitch." Charlie mumbled before tripping Jesse and climbing on top of the other man. Jesse fought against Charlie, but Charlie was stronger than he. He punched Jesse in the eye and the other man screamed in pain. Jesse's left arm flailed about, before punching Charlie in the chest. Charlie yelped before his right fist connected to his friend's jaw bone.
"Stop!" They both heard Adam scream, ripping Charlie off Jesse. Jesse scrambled away from them both, towards Guy's bed. Adam pushed Charlie down onto his bed. "Jesse, get out." He spoke calmly looking at his boyfriend.
"But, I—" Adam cut him off turning to look at his best friend.
"Now!" He yelled. Jesse didn't argue, only stood on his feet and left the room after seeing the anger, hurt and sadness in Adam's eyes. As soon as the door shut Adam looked to Charlie with care visible in his features. "Are you okay?" He stroked Charlie's face.
"Just dandy. Ah." Charlie's face contorted in pain.
"You're not okay. Charlie lay down; I'm going to go get Fulton." Adam said running out the room.
"No, I don't want us to go back to the hospital, especially because of Jesse, I'll be fine, and I know I will." Charlie spoke to himself to keep awake. The last thing he wanted to do at that moment was scare Adam if he wasn't conscious.
Guy walked into his room, not noticing Charlie lying on Adam's bed, half unconscious. He walked around his room, dropping his books on his desk and slipping his shoes off near the door. He walked into the bathroom before returning to the room quickly. "Omigod, Charlie, are you okay?" He saw the pain in Charlie's eyes.
"No, Guy." Charlie said in pain. Guy sat on the bed next to him. "Adam went to get Fulton. Guy, my ribs hurt." He said.
"What happened?" Guy asked panic stricken.
"Jesse was here. He knows about Adam and me. We fought about it, physically." Charlie tried to laugh, but coughed instead.
Fulton, Portman, Luis and Adam all flew into the room. "Charlie, what happened?" Luis asked.
"Jesse knows about them. Charlie and he fought." Guy said calmly.
"Alright, Guy, move. Adam you, too." He spoke to the boy that now lay at Charlie's side. Fulton sat where Guy had been, and slowly lifted Charlie's shirt off his abdomen. "Adam said in the chest, am I right?" He spoke to Charlie, keeping the boy up.
"Yeah." Charlie choked in pain. Fulton looked to where a bruise was starting to form.
"He got you good. Right in a rib." Fulton lightly ran his fingers across it. "You two almost have matching marks." Fulton said jokingly to ease the tension in the room. Adam laughed lightly and Charlie's laugh actually came out as one. "Alright. It's nothing to serious. It's just badly bruised. You should be fine within two to three weeks. Dean, get me a few ace bandages."
"Anyone ever tell you that you'd make a good nurse?" Charlie asked.
"If anything in the medical field, a doctor, please, but if I did that, where would the bash brothers be?" Fulton smiled taking one of the rounded up cloths from Portman's rather large hands. He unwrapped one than spoke again. "Guy and Adam, you think you can make Charlie sat up?" He asked the two. They didn't respond, only did as asked. "And, Luis, can you run to the CVS across the street and pick up Advil? He's going to need it." Fulton said and Luis left.
Not ten minutes later had Luis arrived back with the Advil, and Fulton was using the last bandage now, just about ready to fasten it. "Almost done, Charlie, than you can lay back down." Portman said noticing the pain in Charlie's eyes. Charlie closed his eyes when Guy and Adam lowered him carefully back to the bed after he took one of the painkillers Luis got.
"No school tomorrow. You need to rest." Fulton demanded.
"I like you as a doctor, Reed. You always say the right things." Charlie dozed off to sleep.
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A.N. First off, sorry it's short. Second, sorry it took me a week to get it up. I've been really busy lately, and I had a school band trip to Hershey Park up in Pennsylvania yesterday, and we were preparing for it all week. I hope you guys liked this chapter, and I promise to try and get one up later today, or tomorrow, that's if the hockey game doesn't interfere. Anyone else want the Ducks to win? Bye!
~*Angel*~
