Finally, the nurse had returned saying that the group needed to clear out and let Hyde rest. But the stubborn teen protested and insisted that his girlfriend stayed. Eventually giving up, the nurse nodded and Jackie willingly companied Steven whilst he tried to settle down.
Hours after the agreement of her staying, Hyde slept on and Jackie dozed in the chair to the right of his bed. Her feet were tucked underneath her, but other than that she was comfortable in Steven's large wooled jacket. Snug as a bug in a rug, to be precise.
Hyde, however, was having difficulties with his own sleep. Underneath those closed eyelids were a pair of baby blue orbs that moved rapidly, as if following a fast paced movie. His brow would knit together and then reset itself to normal. Over and over again his head swayed from side to side, and limbs would twitch or slightly move. Even an idiot could see that Hyde wasn't having the best dream of his life.
"Kelso..." His voice was very mummbly and soft, like he wanted to yell but couldn't due to being unconsiously asleep. "Watch...it..."
Jackie, having not been fully lost in the land of dreams, heard the moans and groans from her grungy boy. In one swift motion she had the coat off of herself and was standing next to Hyde, who was struggling all the more.
The scene kept replaying in his mind over and over. That horrifying bang of the gun. The pain, such pain, that pierced his flesh, causing him to double over, clutching his side. It had happened so fast, so sudden! It was like a movie or something. But this time, the hero was a rebel kid with a bad attitude and no family. Hah, the idea of Hyde as the 'hero'? Not hardly.
Soft drops of sweat started to form on his forehead, this was getting serious. Jackie stood a bit fearful, trying to think of the best way to wake him. "Steven..." she touched his arm. He didn't wake.
"Baby, c'mon...Steven." Shaking this time, not hard, but enough for him to snap his eyes open. He looked around cluelessly, like that dream had been reality. He felt her hand on his upper arm, and looked up to see her relieved smile.
"You scared me." She gently told him.
He didn't speak, but pulled her closer, his head resting against her chest, and she wrapped her arms aroundhim and placed her cheek ontop of his curls. Knowing that for now this was the most open he would be about his near death experience. And Jackie was fine with that.
