Sorry for another slightly late update...BUT I've jsut written a double chapter of sorts...Lets jsut say thatchapter 13 is very long and it exactly what you guys have been asking for ;) Hope you enjoy... Remember to follow/Favorite/Review!
Livin on the edge - Nope, It's a group visit lol...she may be safe for now, but nothings certain in Zoe's life...
VKxXx92 - hmm...I think they'll be a few...comical effects?:P Zoe's got a lot to deal with, as always...But Punk's proven himself worthy of her attention, but how long will he be able to tresure it?
I woke up feeling like I hadn't tasted water in years. My throat aching for liquids and my eyes were stinging from the bright light above. A groan escaped my mouth as I remembered the events that lead me here. I regretted making the noise, it made the pain a little less bearable.
"Morning grumpy." I heard from beside me. I realised I was in a hospital. Great. How am I meant to find her if I'm hooked up to a gazillion machines? Wait a minute…That's Scott's voice.
"You can't really talk right now buddy, you've got stitches right over your voice box…you'll be sounding a little like a chipmunk for a few days," I heard him laugh at my misfortune. Asshole.
A nurse came in, instantly I opened my mouth to have a finger pointed accusingly in my face.
"Nu uh uh…No speaking for you! I'm just here to give you painkillers for the concussion." Scott laughed again. It'd be nice if he helped ya'know. I shot him a glare as if to say 'explain you douche-bag.'`
"Don't waste your time…he wont take them, trust me…he's an idiot." Scott said grinning like the stupid Cheshire cat he is. The nurse raised an eyebrow confusingly but put up her hands in defeat when I nodded in agreement. She backed out of the room probably hating being assigned to my case, sucks to be her.
Just as she left the door swung open again; the noise of their footsteps enough to make me shut my eyes in hope of calming my raging headache. I knitted my eyebrows in confusion when something landed on my leg, opening my eyes I was instantly enveloped in a hug that could've killed me even if I didn't have stitches on my throat. Silky chestnut hair clung to my face as my arms found her frame and hugged her back, just as tight.
"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry." She whispered before pulling away. I couldn't believe she was real, here, standing in front of me when I thought she'd be God knows where by now. I looked down to see a little white board, pen and cloth. Assuming this is what she dropped on my leg before hugging me to death, not that I'm complaining, I sent her a smile that I'm positive made me look like a Three year old. A lump in my throat that made it hurt even more. I didn't care. I picked up the pen, careful to hide my note from anyone until it was finished. I spun the board around as I grabbed her hand and squeezed it. She'd think I was doing it to reassure her...I just had to make sure she was real.
The note read 'Don't be sorry. I'd do it again in a heart beat…I'm just glad you're ok'
She smiled as she tried to blink away the tears. Colt spoke up.
"Just a bruised ankle and a bump on the head…She'll live…but seriously, man you've been out of it a day and a half now…What happens when you're in a coma? Did you meet Batman?" He asked like an excited child. I smiled at his honesty…and at the fact that Zoe slapped him up side the head for being so stupid. He grabbed her arm and twisted her into a hug as she tried to fight against him, acting like she didn't want to be near him, eventually she gave in and rested her head on his chest as they both looked at me. Full of smiles and happiness. Honestly though…I had some questions. I scribbled another note as they tried to stifle a laugh at my awkwardness.
'So…anyone wanna explain? If you didn't notice I kinda passed out and missed all the damn fun…'
She and Scott shared a look. She came and sat on the side of my bed while he plopped back into his chair. Zoe looked dead at the floor.
"I went to leave you," she said in something too quiet to be a whisper. "I went with him until I got to the car park…I was too worried no one would find you and, and that you'd…you might've, and it would've been my all fault and…" Her voice kept breaking; she looked straight at the floor as her eyes began to tear up again. I'd seen this girl cry too much lately. I nudged my hand against her leg signalling her to give me her hand. She did, but only loosely.
"Then, I literally bumped right into Scott…He got me away from the guy and took me back to you, I swear I had no idea you guys knew each other…"
"Then when the ambulance showed up, Miss bad-timing over here," I saw her crack a small smile. "Decided to faint and leave me with the doctors, even thought I had no freakin' idea what had happened."
"I said I was sorry! It's not like I planned to do it or anything!" she stuck her tongue out at him. They were really getting along, the thought warmed my heart but I'd never tell them that of course. While they were pulling faces at each other I scribbled another message.
'So when am I allowed out of this hell whole?'
That earned a smack to the leg from Zoe. I raised my eyebrows and my mouth hung open as she rubbed the spot better.
"If it wasn't for the doctors here you'd be in even worse shape! So…Listen to yourself and give them some respect." She said, emphasising the word I've shouted oh so many times. I heard Scott laugh from beside me.
"HA! You got told Punkers! I like this kid, she keeps you in check." He stated with his big-ass goofy smile. I let a smirk slip of my lips, he had a point, I hadn't been my usual, jerk faced self since I found her.
"And to answer your question, probably later today, they said the just need to test your reflexes once you were awake, how long could it take?"
After being told they refused to help me if I wouldn't take medication we made our leave, deciding to head straight to the next city instead of going back to the hotel. Scott packed most of our stuff while I was out of it anyway. Driving from Cardiff to Manchester would take about 4 hours, Scott drove after a while of hearing Zoe complaining that I needed to rest and couldn't drive, it hit me that I never actually asked Zoe if she wanted to come along. When I spoke I sounded like the joker on acid so I began writing another message.
'You alright Z? You OK travelling with me and Scotty?'
I shoved the bored behind me so she could read it from the back seat. She snatched it from my hands and I could hear the faint screech of the pen across the shiny surface. I reflected on the last few days that had been one of the strangest, most fucked up periods of my life so far, I'd found a girl that was in seriously deep shit…I took her in fully prepared to send her away come morning. Then I saw the scars. I know what they stand for. I was the guy that had to carry my little sister to the hospital; I was the guy that had to explain to the doctors. I was the guy that looked after her. Yeah, I know what those scars mean and I'd be damned if I let her soul slip into the abyss because I didn't try. I was pulled from my thoughts as a nimble finger tapped on my shoulder; I twisted round and took the board that she offered me. I saw the shy half smile that lay on her delicate face, but in my mind I saw the girl left broken, blood splattered features and distant eyes. I shock my head in hope of shaking the images away. I read her message as a smile crept on my lips.
'Is that an invitation?:P honestly, it's the best I've felt for a long time..I'm just sorry i bought you guys into this, you shouldn't have gotten hurt Punk...'
For some reason I felt relieved, I looked to my left staring at Scott humming and head banging to some random rnb crap. I looked back at Zoe who was leaning against the window, mindlessly playing with her armbands. I turned back and picked up the pen, not even thinking. I knew what to write. 'Hell yeah it's an invitation! I want you to stick around, I wanna make sure you're alright…and he won't admit it but Scott wants ya here too, like he said you keep me from biting his head off...And don't think like that, Tough old dog like me? I've been im hospital for worse...It's worth it to keep you safe, I'm sorry i did sucha piss poor job of it is all..'
I passed it back, almost nervous for a second before I felt hands on my shoulders her fluffy hair on the side of my face. She'd lent forward wrapping her arms around my chest, careful to avoid the stitches.
"Thank-You…" She whispered in my ear and kissed the side of my head and she squeezed a little tighter. I put up a hand and ruffled her hair, unable to speak but hoping the smile on my face showed her I was happy, her smile damn near reached her ears but it only made my smile bigger.
"Hey! Where's my special hug?" Scot Pouted next to me. Ha, he was jealous. My smile never left as I watched Zoe shuffle along and give Scott the same kind of attention. They looked like brother and sister, which thought alone made me smile as I drifted into sleep, my eyelids dropping shut with the same stupid expression on my face.