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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 17:25:11 GMT -5
"Kay.."
'Why listening to him?'
'Yeah, who says he's in charge?'
'Oh come on, give him a break. He killed a guy today.'
'Murderer.' 'Coward.' 'Monster.'
His teeth gritted noisily together as he tried to find sleep.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 17:30:36 GMT -5
Jax kept an arm tight around him, afraid if he let him go, he would wake up without him again. Something told him he should just continue to sleep alone so he wouldn't get used to having the boy next to him. But he didn't want to.
'He's a grown man, Jaxton. Just forget about it. Go to sleep.' That voice told him. But he didn't want to forget about it. He closed his eyes, moving his arm so just his hand was on the boy's stomach.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 17:53:44 GMT -5
Zephyr shifted his weight in discomfort, coughing softly, and yawned. A hum passed his lips as he curled up on his side, burying his face near Jaxton's shoulder with a faint smile. He nestled into the blankets further.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 17:59:15 GMT -5
Jax ran his hand slowly up and down the boy's side, his blue eyes closed. He could hear the voices talking, taunting him. But he was far too tired to care. He yawned, shifting his weight so he was comfortable. And it wasn't long before he was sound asleep, his hand resting gently on Zephyr's hip. But his dreams quickly turned to nightmares, and he dropped his hand from the boy's hip, turning over onto his back.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 18:11:29 GMT -5
Zephyr moved around in his sleep, rolling onto his stomach as Jaxton let him go. Sweat rolled down his bare back as he grimaced in his sleep. The taunting was only inducing bad dreams, mainly about what he had done. He buried his face in one of the pillows.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 18:17:38 GMT -5
Jax's nightmare finally gave way to dead, dreamless sleep, and he slept soundly until the nurse came in the middle of the night to bring him his next dose of medicine. He took it, then turned over onto his side, his back to Zeph as he fell asleep again, holding tightly to the bed. His grip eased up after a minute, and he slipped back into sleep. Little did he know how long the day ahead of him would be.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 18:20:17 GMT -5
Zeph didn't wake until morning, and called in sick. They were used to it, and it usually wasn't a lie. He stretched, reaching for his boxers, and pulled them on before curling up on the bed again.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 18:31:41 GMT -5
Jax felt Zephyr moving around and sat up, rubbing at his face. He coughed, reaching for a tissue to spit in. He tossed it to the trash, then laid back, looking at the clock. He sighed, looking up as a nurse came in with vials in her hands. He raised an eyebrow, something not adding up. If he wasn't that sick, why were they drawing blood. She put on her gloves as she had to, considering he was infected. She poked him in the arm, and started to draw his blood. He just closed his eyes, holding his arm out for her.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 18:44:39 GMT -5
Zephyr watched her warily, thinking they were not allowed to withhold information from Jaxton since he was over eighteen. He bit his lip, holding back any smart remarks as he watched quietly.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 18:50:52 GMT -5
Jax watched her, but she seemed to be drawing the blood forever. "Can I ask what you're doing?" He asked, and she looked up.
"Your doctor ordered blood work to see if your condition has worsened. How long have you been sick?"
"I've felt kinda.. icky for like, five days but just yesterday I was actually congested." He said, shrugging the shoulder of the arm she wasn't working on.
"Okay. Well, another nurse is gonna come in and give you your medicine. And then they're gonna do some more tests, okay?" She smiled, then left before he could protest.
"Something tells me I'm sicker than they wanna let on.." He mumbled.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 18:58:10 GMT -5
Zephyr shrugged, looking elsewhere to try and distract himself. He didn't want to believe that Jaxton was so sick. Not after he had just found him again. Satan's laughter in his head was far to amused and he scowled. "Shut the fuck up," He muttered under his breath.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 19:03:01 GMT -5
Jax looked up as a nurse came in with his medicine, then handed him a pair of scrub bottoms. He took his medicine, handing her the empty cups before he slipped on the pants under the blanket.
"We're just gonna do some x-rays, and then a cat scan and you can come back and we're gonna hook you up to a few machines to check your vitals over a few hours." She said, and he groaned inwardly.
"I hate robots.." He mumbled, climbing out of bed. She undid the tape on his finger, and he looked back at Zeph. "You wanna get us lunch in a little while?" He asked quietly.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 19:15:10 GMT -5
Zehyr shifted hs weight, watching Jaxton. He nodded slowly, reaching for his jeans, and got up to get himself dressed. Then he headed to the bathroom, washing his hands as he finished, fixing his hair carefully. He hoped Jax was alright. But nobody with AIDs was for long.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 21, 2012 19:24:54 GMT -5
He followed the nurse out of the room with his head down. He realized just how pale he was out in the harsh lights. She brought him for x-rays, then his scans before she finally lead him back. He was starving, and so tired of seeing nurses by the time he finally crawled back into bed. She clamped an oxygen reader on his finger, taping it there before she started sticking little nodes to his chest. He coughed into his hand, closing his eyes.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 21, 2012 19:29:19 GMT -5
Zephyr went wherever was closest to walk, biting his lip self consciously at the news on the TV in the corner shop. 'Well... They found the body..' He thought dejectedly, careful not to look guilty as he bought some coffee and water, and two sandwhiches.
He walked back slowly, wandering into the hospital, didn't think his mood had ever been down this long before. He forced a smile as he wandered in Jaxton's room, eyed the TV warily.
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