". . .It's not as bad as we expected. But he still has some major injuries."
I hear sobbing.
"Ms.Jem please, he's stable. He's going to be alright."
Mom? I think to myself.
The sobbing doesn't stop.
I am weak but the constant beeping of what I know is my heart monitor lets me know I'm alive. I can not open my eyes. Not strong enough.
The retched sobbing continues.
"Please, Ms. Jem," The pleading voice continues. "Look at him. We've had him in our custody for only four days and look how much better he is."
The sobbing is coming in gasps now as is it slows down. She speaks. "Who would do this kind of thing? My kid ain't done no harm to no body. Ever. He's a good boy. He's a good boy. . ." Her voice trails off into another real of sobs.
I hear a new voice.
"Whoever did this, we'll find him. I promise you that."
My heart beat accelerates as I scream HENRY HALLEN inside my head.
What little conversation they're having stops abruptly. I feel there eyes on me now.
"N-Nick?" My mother calls.
I hear a shuffling of feet, then I feel a cold hand take mine.
"Nick baby, are you there?"
I am, I am. But I can't talk. Yet. Not strong enough.
The crying breaks out again.
"How long is he going to sleep?!?!"
I hear a sigh.
"He's been through a lot of trama. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. Give him some time, ma'am. He'll come around eventually.
I'm here, I'm here. I try to tell my mother but I can't. Not strong enough.
I'm getting irritated. But my emotions are thrown all out of whack when I hear his voice.
"How is he doing?"
I know this voice. I've become so atuned to it in the past eight days.
Joe. My Joe. He's here.
Strong enough. I'm strong enough. My eyes flicker open.
Everyone has left my side and is by Joe across the room.
My mom, forgotten. The doctor, forgotten. The police officer, forgotten. Everything, forgotten. Joe is here.
I try to call out to him. Tell him to come here. But my mouth opens and all I can do is moan. Not as strong as I thought.
My eyes are still open, though. I see them all look at me. Me and him lock eyes and he knows what I want. He steps through the crowd and comes to my side, taking my hand in his. It's warm. It feels nice. Joe is here.
"Nick . ."
There's a sparkle in his eyes. There's a dazzle in his smile. There's a light in my Joe. My . . Joe.
"Joe . ."
"Baby!" My mother yells.
She is crying harder now. Happy tears. Tears of relief, now.
"Mom." I whisper.
She comes to my side.
I try to talk but it's getting harder. she comes leans forward and puts her ear close to my mouth.
"Can I talk to Joe, alone? Just for a moment."
She looks me over a few times then gathers the doctor and the officer and leaves.
My eyes move to Joe.
My mouth opens. " . . ." I can't speak loud enough. He can't hear me.
He leans over like mom.
It takes a lot but I move my hand to his face and pulls his lips to mine.
"Thank you for saving me." I whisper on his lips.
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Short I know. But kind of complete in itself don't you think? Sorry I haven't been posting.
now, just make nick say Henry Hallen and everything will be good, mkay??
Jonasfan4ever100 2 years ago
AHAHA OMFGROFLMFAO mkay mr.garrison. Sorry it's a thing between me and mah baby but that was funny
crayZ4FanFics 2 years ago