So, school has been pretty stressing lately, sorry I haven't written much. I know I promised to have this out by the end of August, sorry to have kept you waiting like a whole month. 0_o
But here's the awaited part five to make up for it!
xo - Val
"Okay Mr. Armstrong, it's time to clean your wounds." the nurse said as she walked into to the room, Billie was sitting on his bed, hair tousled from being woken up. It's 5:30 a.m. for God's sake! He thought to himself, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Seth was across the room in his bed asleep lucky asshole... he thought. The nurse walked over to Billie's bed, "Okay Mr. Armstrong I'll need you to take off your shirt, and take off your pants please." she said as she prepped the cleaning tools. Billie raised an eyebrow, "My boxers too?" he asked amused. "No, leave your undergarments on please." she replied, as she walked out of the room to go get some needles. Billie hopped off of his bed and started pulling his shirt off. Shirtless, he slowly moved down to his sweat pants. Wait, Seth is still in here... what if he looks at me or something? He thought awkwardly, hesitantly Billie pulled his pants down and kicked them off from his ankle.
Billie shivered, only in his boxers he waited for the nurse to return. After about ten minutes, the nurse returned with all the necessary tools. "Okay, please lay down on your bed Mr. Armstrong." she said, Billie obeyed. Billie nervously stared up at the ceiling paying attention to the details of the expensive paint, he was scared. The nurse prepped her tools and walked over to where the small man lay. "This might be painful, so I'm going to need you to breathe when I say so. Just tell me when you are ready Mr. Armstrong." she said tenderly but sternly at the same time. Billie breathed in, "I think I'm as ready as I'll ever be..." he said.
The nurse folded Billie's boxers down a little lower, and prepared some antiseptic lotion. She spread it over the brunette's stomach, Billie gasped at the cold sensation goosebumps covered his arms and stomach, stretching down to his pelvic bones. "Don't worry Mr. Armstrong, the lotion heats up after a few minutes." she said reassuringly. The nurse continued to spread the lotion on the areas above the small mans navel. Billie winced harshly as she moved to the sensitive skin below his navel. Billie had the deeper cuts in between his obvious pelvic bones heading toward his groin. As the nurse moved lover, the pain got harsher. Billie struggled awkwardly as the stinging sensations over took him from his hips down. "Relax Mr. Armstrong, this is just the beginning of your treatment." What? There's more? he thought to himself, if preparation was bad... how much worse would the actual cleaning be?
After 10 minutes of painful preparation, the nurse pulled her gloves on. "We are going to begin Mr. Armstrong, have you ever had these kind of injections?" she asked, "No..." Billie said looking frightened, "So basically I am going to give you a series of injections once every two weeks until the inflammation goes down." she replied patiently, "How many s-shots are in the series?" Billie asked, his voice cracking. "Four shots for start, and in your next cleaning we'll increase the number, depending on your needs. But today we will do four." she said. Billie's tolerance limit was two... He was scared.. He didn't want four damn shots. "Oh.." he said, voice fading. "Okay, so let's begin." she said prepping the first needle. "Now this will hurt, so I want you to just stay as relaxed as possible." she said, Billie nodded. The nurse gave Billie a stress ball to squeeze, and told him to lay flat on his back. Again, Billie focused on the ceiling. His focus was stopped by the painful prick of the first needle, he whimpered softly and clamped his eyes shut. The small man hated this, he hated the way he could feel the substance entering his body, making the pulse in his veins speed. the nurse pulled the needle out of the small man's lower stomach, she rubbed the area with a small cotton swab. "Here's number two Mr. Armstrong relax..." she said as she pressed the needle in below the small man's navel Billie gasped breathlessly, it hurt like hell. He started to struggle, but the nurse pressed her free hand onto Billie's chest and pushed him down softly. Then she quickly removed the needle. Billie felt the loss sharply, "Ahhhh!..." he yelled, "Please, no more..." he said gasping for air. "Just two more Mr. Armstrong, it'll be fine. Just relax." she said, Billie tried to do so. It was so hard, he was practically being forced to face one of his fears. "We'll be moving lower down your stomach, so these last two might be very painful, because as we get near the groin it gets more sensitive. But I want you to try and relax all of your muscles, and just take deep breaths." she said feeling sentiment for the suffering man. She grabbed the third tube of medicine, and held it firmly in her hand, "Okay, I'm going to count to three Mr. Armstrong we are almost there." she said pausing, "One... Two... and Three..." she said slowly as she pressed the needle into the sensitive skin Billie cried out sharply, it hurt so much. The green eyes watered in pain, with the one little movement Billie made he caused the needle to pull at his skin "Ahhh! Stop it! Stop it!" he cried as he squirmed and moved, nothing mattered now, he just wanted to get out of here. The small man's struggles were interrupted by a strong force holding him down, "You'll just make it worse if you move Billie..." Seth said with his hands holding the smaller man down. Billie opened his tear struck eyes, he looked into the familiar brown eyes, "Okay Mr. Armstrong, only one more." Billie hadn't even noticed when the nurse removed the needle. Seth smiled down at Billie, "You hear that? Just one more." he said reassuringly. Billie shook his head "No! Please... I can't... I can't do..." he pleaded. "Shh, it's okay." Seth said, "I'm not going to leave you, you can do it." He said patting Billie's hair. Out of desperation, Billie had a death grip on Seth's arm. "Okay, here we go. Relax Mr. Armstrong." she said as she pressed the last needle into the small man. Billie squirmed, as Seth held him down locking eyes with him. Before he knew it the shot was already over, and not even in him anymore. "Good job Mr. Armstrong, and thank you Seth." the nurse said smiling at Seth. Billie let go of Seth and relaxed, Holy fuck. he thought. "You should get some rest," Seth said as he pulled the covers over the small man, Billie nodded. Billie shut his eyes, and he was out cold.