On a wire (seven)
Disclaimer - do not own the boys or they title :)
Jack's point of view
I groan as I feel myself being lifted.I hear Alex's breath in my ear as he runs with me in his arms.
Away from the bad people.
Away from the pain.
But doesn't he realise?
What he's doing is going to get one of us hurt.
It was stupid to think I could become a 'popular's' friend without any repurcussions.
If Shane hadn't pulled that knife I might have gotten away.
Life might have returned to normal.
Before Alex offered me a ride to school.
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I think I blanked out, I'm not sure.
I can hear Alex talking but I'm lying down.
It smells funny in this room.
Like a car.
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A finger twitches.
A hand lifts slightly.
A foot moves to the side.
My eyes begin to open.
I'm blinded by the light.
I rub my eyes with the back of my hand like a little kid. After blinking a few times I begin to see things more clearly.
I'm in a hospital room.
It hurts.
All over I can feel my body aching. I groan a bit before I catch movement out of the corner of my eye. I look over to the corner of the room to see my friend Rian. He stretches as he awakens before he lifts his head to look at me.
His eyes go wide. He wasn't expecting me to be awake. Suddenly he's rushing out of his chair and over to the bed, grasping me in a tight hug.I feel my shoulder begin to dampen as he cries quietly into it. I rub his back.
I move my arm the wrong way and yelp. He immediately moves back from me as I try to reposition my arm so I was comfortable. Once I am finished he sits down on the edge of the bed and looks at me. I grin at him and he returns it before frowning.
Confused, I try to figure out why he's frowning until he reaches over to the table beside the hospital bed and pulls a tissue out of a box, he proceeds to wipe my lip. I catch sight of the tissue as he pulls away, it's bloody. I must've split my lip.
"Hey," I croak. Not using my voice for a while was not good.
"Hey," he replies softly.
"How long have I been in this hospital?" I ask tentatively.
"Umm.... eight days?" he replies, counting it on his fingers. I drop my head - I was out for eight days?
"How long have you been here?" I continue.
"...Eight days..."
"Dude, you need to go home"
"I'm perfectly alright"
"Stop kidding yourself, you have dark circles under your eyes and your skin's blotchy like you've been crying"
"Whatever - I'm not leaving until you do"
"Fine, where's my family?"
"Your Dad's passed out drunk, I doubt he even knows what has happened, and your Mum is at work, no doubt complaining about having to take care of you etc," he tells me truthfully - that's one of the many things I love about Rian, he'll tell you it straight if it's going to help.
"I should have seen that coming I guess"
"I probably should go and tell a nurse that you're awake"
"Yeah" I sigh - I hate hospitals.
"Love you bro - back in a minute"
"He better be hot"
"What?"
"The nurse you're gonna bring back for me - he better be hot," I joked.
"You wish I was going to get you a guy nurse," he chuckled as he stepped out of the door.