The following morning, I decided to hang back at the hotel. I threw myself into my latest novel. I couldn't bare sitting in the hospital if I could not be by Kyle's side the whole time. Craig is constantly messaging me to make sure I am okay. I am fine now that I am offline and not looking at articles. The stuff they are printing about the accident is weird, crazy, and some downright insulting.
Some people are saying his car was shot up by a drone, then there is he lost control of his car. The worst to me is the fact that someone did say he was trying to commit suicide but they are trying to get a lot of traffic on their page most likely. I run my hands through my hair feeling a little stressed out. After writing several chapters I decided to go up to the hospital. I get to Kyle's room and everything seems lively. I start running the rest of the way to the room.
"What's happening? Is he awake?"
"He is," replied Kenny. "He just woke up I was going to call you." I don't have any tears left to cry now but I am very happy. "Catherine is in there with him right now. He is in a lot of pain so he is pretty drugged up." I notice Craig talking to Ike in the corner and he is very upset.
"What's wrong with Ike?"
"He is mad because Catherine hasn't allowed anyone else in the room to see him yet. Not even his parents. Mrs. Broflovski is outside. I swear she was going to knock Cat into next year."
"Why would she do that! This is not the time or place for that. Can't she just set her pride aside once." I hear the door open and Cat let's Ike know he can enter. Ike glares at her angrily before walking inside with Craig.
"I am going to go get his parents," Kenny starts towards the closet exit. I take a deep breath setting down until it my turn. Before I could even get comfortable Craig pokes his head out.
"Kyle wants to see you," I am surprised that he even wants to see me considering my last communication with him. I nervously walk into the room. I can see Ike holding his hand and saying something to him. Kyle looks over at the door and he smiles at me like he did the first time he saw me at his party.
"Stan, I'm so glad you're here," I can see tears sliding down his cheek. He wipes them away with his one good hand. I don't get to say anything to him because his parents came rushing into the room.
"Oh Kyle," cried Mrs. Broflovski. "Are you okay booleh?"
"I am going to be fine mom. It's okay it was just an accident."
"I wish I could just give you a hug!"
"Soon enough mom,"
"You need to talk to that wife of yours. How dare she keep us from seeing you!" Kyle sighs and I am not sure if it is annoyance or pain.
"I'll talk to her I promise. Now that I am awake I can say who is allowed to visit me." Catherine walks into the room.
"Honey the police will be by shortly to interview you regarding the accident."
"I just woke up; do we have to do this so soon?"
"Yes and I am glad that they are. I am sick to death of these reports out there since no one knows what happened. It's painting you in a bad light."
"Not all of it," I defend. Catherine looks at me briefly ignoring me.
"I need to be able to tell your PR something Kyle. We will discuss this later after your family is gone. I am going to go home a little bit." She walks over and kisses his cheek before walking out of the room. He just woke up, how can she just leave? I sit down in available chair. I am just watching everyone talk and interact with Kyle but I don't know what to do. His parents went to eat lunch and Ike and Craig decide to join them.
"Kenny, can I talk to Stan alone for a moment?"
"Sure, just let me know when you're done. Stan you can come and get me or send a text." I nod feeling my stomach become filled with butterflies. I take the seat next to his bed. Kyle reaches for my hand and I take it.
"I wanted to let you know that I am so sorry,"
"It's okay," I said cutting him off. "I'm sorry for what I said to you dude."
"You know," said Kyle thoughtfully. "I think I could hear you talking to me while I was unconscious. At the same time I don't know if it was wishful thinking or whatever."
"I don't know what else to say to you. I mean what's going to happen to you now?"
"I don't know," Kyle said sadly. "I am trying not to think about how ugly I look under these bandages. My hand left hand feels weird."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Everything on this side just feels weird. Don't mind me, I am just glad I still alive. How long are you staying?"
"I don't know. As long as you want me to. I am honestly scared to leave you." Kyle actually laughs making me join in.
"What about work?"
"I can work from anywhere," I remind him. "I actually have my laptop with me." I am quite for a moment. "Can I ask you a question? What happened?"
"I wish I could answer that for you but I really prefer not to talk about it. Not yet, I need some time. Can you do something for me?
"Anything," I replied.
"Kiss me," I feel myself blushing but I lean over and kiss him. I jump back when I hear a knock on the door. Kenny pokes his head in.
"Kyle the police are here," he says. Kyle rolls his eyes and sighs.
"Tell them to come in. Stan would you mind telling everyone to leave me in one peace while I talk with them."
"Um sure," I said standing up. I walk out the door as the two police officers walk in. I sit down with Kenny. I can't help but feel like Kyle is hiding something. He is alive. I should be happy with that information alone.
"Stan there is something I have to tell you," said Kenny. I look at him urging him to continue. He takes a deep breath. "I think Kyle was depressed when you cut him off. I mean like really depressed."
"Why didn't you tell me?" I exclaimed.
"I don't know," cried Kenny running his hands through his hair. "I didn't think he would try to kill himself."
"This is about more than just me," I replied refusing to believe Kyle would kill himself over me. I see his parents making their way back over to us. "Kyle is in there talking with the police. He wants us to come in when they are done chatting." I was expecting Mrs. Broflovski to yell at me but she didn't.
"Okay," she replied. "Have you boys gotten yourselves something to eat?"
"No," I replied. "I will eat in a bit." She nodded before turning her attention to Mr. Broflovski. After 15 minutes the cops leave the room as Catherine is walking with some guy beside her. I wave at her and she smiles.
"Hey," she smiled. "Alright, I know you all want to see Kyle but we have his PR here who needs to go in and talk with him." Kyle's mom is just shaking her head clearly agitated by Cat. The PR heads into the room while Cat is surprisingly outside with us.
"I am surprised you are not in there with Kyle," noted Kenny.
"He wanted to talk to the PR alone," said Cat adding more to my suspense. I think Kenny is right. What if Kyle really tried to kill himself and he is trying to hide it. I sit back in my seat trying to process this information. I truly believe that is what is happening. The PR leaves after 30 minutes. Mrs. Broflovski shoves Cat out of the way to get into the room. I don't those two will ever get along. I head into the room as well.
"Kyle, I am going to head back to the hotel. Is that okay?" I feel stupid asking him but I don't want him to think I am leaving and never coming back.
"That's fine. Thanks for coming here today." I give him a knowing look and leave out of the room. Kenny grabs my arm.
"I'll drop you off,"
"Thanks Kenny, you don't have to if you don't want to."
"Oh no I want to. I am not trying to stay in there with those two." Kenny and I head off down the hall. Almost close to the exit we see Craig and Ike coming out of the restroom. Craig has this smirk on his face. Dear god, really? Kyle is on his death bed and they are in there fucking. We continue to Kenny's car. Once inside he starts to talk about Kyle again.
"What would you say if I think you should start seeing Kyle again,"
"He's married," I sighed. "This whole thing is crazy. Like why is this happening. Couldn't he have sought me out before Cat came in the picture? Jesus Christ."
"I know that this sounds crazy but you didn't see him like I did when you guys were fooling around. It was like seeing 10th grade Kyle. He smiled all the time. You could tell he was truly happy." I think back to how things were before he joined the basketball team. We hung out with each other all the time. Everything we did was fun no matter what.
"I'm scared Kenny. I just love him so much. I just don't know about this. I mean he is not even out in public. It's not like I am hiding from just his wife but the world."
"That is a good point but let's think about Kyle's life here. I think you staying in his life is the best thing for everyone right now. I know it might be hard for you." Not as hard as he thinks. I love Kyle more than I would be able to admit. It was hard avoiding him but I did what I had to protect my heart. We pulled up to the hotel.
"Thanks for the ride," I said getting out.
"No worries," replied Kenny. "Remember what I said." I head into the hotel to get some much needed rest knowing that Kyle is alive.