Chapter 16
Kevin's
mouth dropped open. He looked over at the doctor and saw him motioning for them
to go outside. After murmuring a few soothing words to Brian, Kevin joined the
doctor outside.
"Does
he have amniesa?" Nick's voice was shaking as he asked the question.
"Seeing
as he knew who Kevin was the answer is no." The doctor answered.
"Infact this is quiet common. Brian suffered a serious trama from this
exprience and his mind is forcind him to forget. Usually we would say to tell
the patient the truth, but in this case..." he trailed off for a second.
"I would say it would be in his best intrest to lie."
Howie
glared at the doctor. Brian was the only person who knew what had happened, and
now this man wanted to take that away. To leave him alone.
Howie
suddenly shook his head. What was he thinking? Brian didn't have to remember
that horrible exprince, all the better for him. He had seen his own eyes while
Brian was shattered in Ralph's hands. And he didn't want to see that happen
again.
"What
do we tell him?" He asked.
The
doctor stopped to ponder the question. A believable lie on how you got shot was
always tough to come up with up. Finally the doctor snapped his fingers.
"You
guys are stars." he stated. "Tell him one of your bodyguard's guns
misfired and he and Howie got in the way. he broke his ribs when he fell."
Kevin
nodded. It was believable because it had happened before. Except that time
noone had gotten in the way. He sighed deeply.
"I'll
tell him." he announced. "You all know I'm best at lying."
This
got a smile from AJ. he crossed his arms over his chest and shok his head.
"I
don't think so old man." he joked. "I am the king."
Kevin
laughed lightly as he walked back into Brian's room. He stopped short with a
gasp.
Brian
had somehow pulled himself into a sitting postion. Sweat glistened on his
forehead and his breaths came in pained gasps. Kevin ran to his side.
"Lay
down Brian." He said sternly, easing Brian back down on to the pillow.
"You'll bust your stiches."
"S-stiches?"
Brian gasped and clenched his jaw against another onslaught of pain. "What
happened to me?"
"It
was a freak accident." Kevin felt bad for lying, but he still continued.
"One of the bodyguard's guns misfired and you and Howie got hit. You gotta
take it easy cause when you fell you broke a couple ribs."
Brian's
mouth was hanging open. He subconsciously placed a hand over his wound.
"How's
Howie?" He finally managed to ask.
"Fine."
Brian's
gaze shot to the doorway. There sat Howie in a wheelchair. Worry punched Brian
leaving him feeling nauseous.
"What
happened to your legs?" he asked in a trembling voice.
"Nothing."
A smile spread across Howie's face. "They think cause I busted my shoulder
that I can't walk."
Brian's
features eased. H sagged against the pillows with a tired smile. He yawned as
his eyelids began to droop.
"So
everyone's okay." His words slurred with sleep. "And no one will mind
if me getting some sleep."
Kevin
gently patted his shoulder. "Go ahead." he whispered. "You could
use it."
Brian
was out before Kevin finished his sentence. He turned to Howie and smiled when
he saw Howie's eyelids were also getting heavy. Walking over to him, he began
to wheel Howie out of the room.
"Let's
get you back to your bed." He smiled. "You could use some sleep
too."
Howie
nodded with a yawn. He must had fallen asleep, because Kevin woke him while gently
lifting him into his bed. Howie offered him a groggy smile as a thank you.
"He's
going to be okay." He murmured, slowly drifting off. "He made
it."
Kevin
smiled gently and patted Howie's good shoulder.
"You're
both going to be okay." He whispered. "You both made it."
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