Chapter 17
"Mmmm..."
I softly moaned trying to find the strength to open my heavy eyes. My body felt
stiff and cold as I began to realize my surroundings and current state of
health.
"Nick?
Nick, you wakin' up, buddy?" I heard Brian softly call at my side.
I
force my eyes open. "Hmm..Mmm.." was the best response I could
master.
"Hey,
how 'ya feelin'?"
"Sick-I
guess. I'm in a hospital, right? That means I'm sick."
He
raised an eyebrow looking at me with concern. "Yeah, that means you're
sick."
"He's
a little spacey from the medication during surgery, Mr.Littrell," a small
nurse explained as she checked my pulse.
Spacey?
So, that's what this flying-feeling is? I fought to remember what had happened.
"Bri? Why?"
"Why
what?"
"What
happened again?" I mumbled.
"You
remember feeling really sick at the cabin?"
I
nodded.
"You
were sick because of your appendix. When you took a turn for the worst we
rushed you here for help."
"Am
I gonna' be okay?"
He
patted my hand. "Everything looks good."
I
licked my dry lips. "Where are the guys? And my mommy?" Mommy? Did I
just say 'mommy'? These are some magical drugs.
"The
guys are in the waiting room. Only one of us could stay with you. And your
parents are coming."
"Wh-what
about Aaron and the others?"
"BJ
and your grandma have that covered. Just relax, buddy."
"Oh,
okay, Rok." I yawned. "Why were you and Kev fighting so much?"
He
paused. "Well, Nick, we just had a difference of opinion that brought up a
lot of bad memories."
"Oh,"
I yawned again.
Brian
adjusted my bedsheets. "You just go back to sleep, kiddo."
I
sprang my eyelids open. "Huh? Nah. I'm not tired....." I gave a deep
sigh "tire-"
Brian
shook his head chuckling. "Goodnight, Frack."
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