“stop worrying, when I was making calls earlier I asked if there was a joining room. I couldn’t sleep. I felt better knowing I could check on you , if we were in the same room” Paul explained.
“ but you need your rest too” I said looking at him. He looked tired, like he hadn’t slept in weeks
“ I know” he said looking down. He went to turn away.
“wait” I said. He looked at me confused
“ can I get another of those kisses you do so well” I asked blushing
“ you really have to ask” he smirked and leaned in and pecked me on the lips. He oulled back giving me a teasing smile.
“ NO .. I want the kind of kiss that we had this afternoon” I complained jokingly.
“ohh, why didn’t you just say so” he giggled. And kissed me the way he had.
I knew right then and there that we will last. Ad I knew he felt the same way.
Paul pulled back “ was that to you liking” he laughed.
“ yes , I think it is” I replied. But then giggled.
“ okay time for you to go to sleep” he said looking at me as a yawned.
“ you too”I said sleepily
“ okay, good night” he kissed my head and went back to his bed .
It didn’t take long to go back to sleep. I was soo tired and weak that as soon as I closed my eyes I was out like a light.
The next morning the nurse woke me up.
“ sorry hun but we need to do some tests early in the morning so we can get them back ASAP” she smiled.
“its okay” I sighed
They wheeled me off. The first test was a X-Ray of my head. It turns out that I had a concussion, which was why I was always so tired.
My next test was not really a test. It was Physio therapy. They twisted me. And I was in pain. They did day it might hurt, but my God , did it ever hurt, I bit my lip to try and stop me from screaming.
They decided to let me rest after that. So they took me back to the room and helped me into bed.
I looked over at Pauls bed. He was still sleeping. And he looked so peaceful that I could not stop staring.
“stop staring at me” he mumbled and opened his eyes and laughed at me.
“ sorry” I said and laughed with him.
I don’t know what I would do without him. He is always there , when I needed him. He always knew what to say. And when to say it. I never want this to end.
It been three weeks since I have been in the hospital. I have a third degree concussion and a stab wound. As well as a punctured lung.
Paul had been able to go home. But he has decided to wait for me. He only went home to get changed and bring me the stuff I needed.
Mom, he is such a sweet guy and im glad im with him. He is the best. Before I met him I never really thought I was safe. But when he came along. Things just started to get better.
But something tells me that because good has happened to me. Something bad has to happen to make up for it.
the nurse came in and put my lunch tray on the night table beside my bed. I was never really hungry these days. So I didn’t eat it. Though Paul told me that they wont let me utensil I start eating.
According to the scale this morning I lost ten pounds. I was also told that if I didn’t start eating then they will put a feeding tube in. which I didn’t want. At all.
Pual picked up my tray and handed it me. I shook my head and turned. I wasn’t hungry.
“ please Kirst …for me” he sighed
“im not hungry” I said
“ do you want a feeding tube” he asked raising is eye brows, challenging me to say something. “ because they already want to give you one, and I had to beg to give you one more shot” he said smirking
“okay I’ll eat” I grabbed the food and looked at it. Spaghetti ant meat balls. It usually would have made me eat it up then and there. It was my favorite dinner. This time it made me feel sick. But I forced myself to pick up my fork and take little bites.
I finished and put my tray to the side. I leaned back so that I was lying down. I closed my eyes just then I felt a hand stroking my hair. I opened my eyes and saw Paul.
“ that’s right go to sleep” he soothed.
He kept stroking my hair until I was fast asleep.
I woke up to find myself alone. I lied there in silence. Just thinking about little nothings.
I was alone long enough to dift in and out of sleep.
I was just about to fall asleep when the door slammed open and Paul can in running over to me. What the hell?! .. He looked pissed.
“ Kirst we have to get you out of here” he said panic seeping into is voice.
“ whhy, what wrong” I stuttered
“ Joey is in the hospital as well. THIS hospital. He is in the room where you were staying before” he said. Running around packing my stuff.
I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t go. I could barely walk.
“ what are we going to do. I have to stay” I said looking at him with terror
“ I will bring you to a different hoapital. One where HE” he nodded in direction of Joey” is not there” Paul said
He left the room for a minute to get me a wheel chair. I sat there waiting.
The door opened .
I was expecting it to be Paul with the Wheel chair. But when I looked up. I saw a Joey.
I sat here shocked. I didn’t know what to say. Well that would NOT come out as a scream