More Than Words by Nehebka
Chapter 5
John hesitated where to go. For a moment he thought about going home right away. But he shook his head, no, he needed to do another thing before. He turned around and walked towards the graveyard. He was forbidden to go to his funeral but he wanted to say some unsaid things to him. On the way to the graveyard, he stopped in a gas station and grabbed a pack of beers.
The graveyard was closed so he had to jump over the iron gate. His whole body ached for such effort. Moreover his head was still pounding. He found Lou's grave easily, it was all covered with wreaths. He stood in front of his grave.
"How dare you!" whispered John. "How dare you leave me! How could you go and die on me?!" yelled and sank down on the ground. John sat there. "I-I'm so so-sorry. It should have never happened. Ever" croaked John as he shook his head. Then he looked at the beers he had bought and began to drink.
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Sam and Bailey didn't have any clue where to look for John. They had spend all the day looking for him, but it was useless.
"What if he had-" said Sam.
"Don't even think of it!" interrupted her Bailey. "We'll find him". Sam nod.
"Maybe we should try to look for him separately" said Sam.
Bailey sighed and nodded. "We'll keep in touch" said Sam as she left. He stood in the middle of the pavement not sure where to go. 'What would he do if I was John', thought Bailey. Suddenly, Bailey had an idea, if John felt guilty, he maybe wanted to see Lou one last time and apologized to him. He made up his mind and went to the graveyard.
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John sat beside Lou's grave. He had drunk six beers. He was shivering, he didn't know when had start to rain so hard. He didn't care that he was soaked. He didn't saw Bailey coming, and he didn't notice his presence until he kneeled beside him and call him.
"John?" asked Bailey with concern. John glanced up and looked at his friend. "Christ, John you look awful!" said when he looked at him carefully. John looked dazed and confused. "Come on, let's come back to the hospital-" whispered Bailey as he helped John to stand up. When John stood up, he tried to move away but Bailey grabbed his arm.
"Nooo!" yelled John. "I'm not coming back there!".
"Ok, ok" whispered Bailey trying to calm him down. "We'll go wherever you want"
John seemed to calm down. "Hey, let me look at it" said Bailey when he notice the bruise he had in his cheek as a result of his 'talk' with Steven. "It doesn't look good. How did you do it?" asked Bailey in concern.
"I'm fine" sighed John. "I-I am, I don't have to take this at all from you and because I-I'm leaving right now"
"John, you are NOT fine. Come on, looked at you! You are soaked" said Bailey.
John didn't move his eyes to even make contact with his, he just kept them locked in front of him. His teeth were chattering and John's arms were wrapped around his midsection trying to conserve body heat.
"Alright" sighed Bailey "Let's go home" said as he clamped an
arm on John's shoulder. John agreed he was too tired to argue.
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John moaned and moved restlessly in the bed. He became more restless, his breath came in short gasps.
"John" spoke Sam quietly and gently shook the man's shoulder. "Wake up. You're having a nightmare."
John became increasingly agitated. "Wake up John! It's Sam. You're having a nightmare. You're okay." Sam tried to keep his voice even.
"John." Sam spoke his name again, placing a gentle hand on the shaking shoulder. John's eyes snapped open but were unfocused. He gasped for breath. John blinked a couple times, trying to focus on his surroundings. He tried to squirm into a sitting position. "Hey, settle down there" said as she put her hand on his chest. He looked at her, cringing and disoriented.
"It's me, Sam" said quietly "John, do you know where you are?"
John looked around. He could recognize some stuff as his. "Home?" croaked. "How did I get here?" asked still disoriented.
"Bailey found you in the graveyard, and brought you here". John nodded.
"Can I get you anything?" asked.
He shook his head. He was avoiding her eyes. She ducked down, trying to catch his.
"We were really worried about you" her voice broke a little. She swallowed. "I'm happy you're ok". He nodded slightly. "John do you want to talk?" But he didn't answered her, she sighed. "You know I'm here for you, don't you?"
He looked at her. "I'm kinda tired, I think I'm going to sleep for a while" she nodded.
"Ok. If you need anything, I'll be outside" he nodded and closed his eyes.
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"How is he?" asked Bailey as he saw Sam leaving the room.
"He woke up, but he didn't say anything" Bailey closed his eyes in frustration.
"John blames himself completely and fully for it, I don't know how to get it through him" confessed Bailey.
"Give him time". Bailey nodded. "You must be tired, you should go get some rest. I'll stay with him" said Sam. "You won't help him if you're tired".
Bailey gave her a small smile when she showed her concern. "Yeah. You're right".
Sam hugged Bailey. "He's going to be okay" whispered in his ear. "If there's any new, I'll call you".
Bailey nodded. "See you later".
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When he checked John. She could hear the slight wheezing of his breathing. His face was flushed and he was sweating.
"John?" said as she reached out to lay a hand on his forehead. "John, you're burning up!" She moved her hand to cup his cheek.
"Come on, wake up." She nudged him gently. "I want to take you're temperature."
John groaned but complied. "101.9. I don't like this John" said Sam alarmed. "Come on John, stay with me. We need to get you to the hospital but first of all, please, you must stay awake".
He opened his eyes briefly but he didn't have the strength to keep them open. "I'm tired" mumbled.
Chapter 5
John hesitated where to go. For a moment he thought about going home right away. But he shook his head, no, he needed to do another thing before. He turned around and walked towards the graveyard. He was forbidden to go to his funeral but he wanted to say some unsaid things to him. On the way to the graveyard, he stopped in a gas station and grabbed a pack of beers.
The graveyard was closed so he had to jump over the iron gate. His whole body ached for such effort. Moreover his head was still pounding. He found Lou's grave easily, it was all covered with wreaths. He stood in front of his grave.
"How dare you!" whispered John. "How dare you leave me! How could you go and die on me?!" yelled and sank down on the ground. John sat there. "I-I'm so so-sorry. It should have never happened. Ever" croaked John as he shook his head. Then he looked at the beers he had bought and began to drink.
***************
Sam and Bailey didn't have any clue where to look for John. They had spend all the day looking for him, but it was useless.
"What if he had-" said Sam.
"Don't even think of it!" interrupted her Bailey. "We'll find him". Sam nod.
"Maybe we should try to look for him separately" said Sam.
Bailey sighed and nodded. "We'll keep in touch" said Sam as she left. He stood in the middle of the pavement not sure where to go. 'What would he do if I was John', thought Bailey. Suddenly, Bailey had an idea, if John felt guilty, he maybe wanted to see Lou one last time and apologized to him. He made up his mind and went to the graveyard.
**********
John sat beside Lou's grave. He had drunk six beers. He was shivering, he didn't know when had start to rain so hard. He didn't care that he was soaked. He didn't saw Bailey coming, and he didn't notice his presence until he kneeled beside him and call him.
"John?" asked Bailey with concern. John glanced up and looked at his friend. "Christ, John you look awful!" said when he looked at him carefully. John looked dazed and confused. "Come on, let's come back to the hospital-" whispered Bailey as he helped John to stand up. When John stood up, he tried to move away but Bailey grabbed his arm.
"Nooo!" yelled John. "I'm not coming back there!".
"Ok, ok" whispered Bailey trying to calm him down. "We'll go wherever you want"
John seemed to calm down. "Hey, let me look at it" said Bailey when he notice the bruise he had in his cheek as a result of his 'talk' with Steven. "It doesn't look good. How did you do it?" asked Bailey in concern.
"I'm fine" sighed John. "I-I am, I don't have to take this at all from you and because I-I'm leaving right now"
"John, you are NOT fine. Come on, looked at you! You are soaked" said Bailey.
John didn't move his eyes to even make contact with his, he just kept them locked in front of him. His teeth were chattering and John's arms were wrapped around his midsection trying to conserve body heat.
"Alright" sighed Bailey "Let's go home" said as he clamped an
arm on John's shoulder. John agreed he was too tired to argue.
***********
John moaned and moved restlessly in the bed. He became more restless, his breath came in short gasps.
"John" spoke Sam quietly and gently shook the man's shoulder. "Wake up. You're having a nightmare."
John became increasingly agitated. "Wake up John! It's Sam. You're having a nightmare. You're okay." Sam tried to keep his voice even.
"John." Sam spoke his name again, placing a gentle hand on the shaking shoulder. John's eyes snapped open but were unfocused. He gasped for breath. John blinked a couple times, trying to focus on his surroundings. He tried to squirm into a sitting position. "Hey, settle down there" said as she put her hand on his chest. He looked at her, cringing and disoriented.
"It's me, Sam" said quietly "John, do you know where you are?"
John looked around. He could recognize some stuff as his. "Home?" croaked. "How did I get here?" asked still disoriented.
"Bailey found you in the graveyard, and brought you here". John nodded.
"Can I get you anything?" asked.
He shook his head. He was avoiding her eyes. She ducked down, trying to catch his.
"We were really worried about you" her voice broke a little. She swallowed. "I'm happy you're ok". He nodded slightly. "John do you want to talk?" But he didn't answered her, she sighed. "You know I'm here for you, don't you?"
He looked at her. "I'm kinda tired, I think I'm going to sleep for a while" she nodded.
"Ok. If you need anything, I'll be outside" he nodded and closed his eyes.
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"How is he?" asked Bailey as he saw Sam leaving the room.
"He woke up, but he didn't say anything" Bailey closed his eyes in frustration.
"John blames himself completely and fully for it, I don't know how to get it through him" confessed Bailey.
"Give him time". Bailey nodded. "You must be tired, you should go get some rest. I'll stay with him" said Sam. "You won't help him if you're tired".
Bailey gave her a small smile when she showed her concern. "Yeah. You're right".
Sam hugged Bailey. "He's going to be okay" whispered in his ear. "If there's any new, I'll call you".
Bailey nodded. "See you later".
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When he checked John. She could hear the slight wheezing of his breathing. His face was flushed and he was sweating.
"John?" said as she reached out to lay a hand on his forehead. "John, you're burning up!" She moved her hand to cup his cheek.
"Come on, wake up." She nudged him gently. "I want to take you're temperature."
John groaned but complied. "101.9. I don't like this John" said Sam alarmed. "Come on John, stay with me. We need to get you to the hospital but first of all, please, you must stay awake".
He opened his eyes briefly but he didn't have the strength to keep them open. "I'm tired" mumbled.