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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 1:23:35 GMT -5
"I don't care what I need. I'm not going to sleep until I know you're okay." He said, sitting up next to him. He propped a leg up behind him, gently pulling Zephyr into his arms so he could hug him close, gently running a hand through his hair. "Do you want me to get the nurse?" He asked, kissing the top of his head. A fever and a chest ache? Jax was slowly becoming terrified that at any moment he would have a heart attack, another seizure, or maybe even a stroke.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 25, 2012 1:28:07 GMT -5
"I-...ow..." He whispered, clutching his chest tighter. 'Please...I'm sorry...'
But all he got was laughter and a sudden numbness in his left hand. He drew in frightened breaths. "Jax I think-...get help.." He whimpered, closing his eyes. But his ability to stay awake was fading.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 1:31:40 GMT -5
'He's gonna die..' He thought faintly, scrambling out of the bed. He nearly slipped and fell on his blanket and ended up catching himself on the wall. His wrist made a sickening cracking noise, and he shook it off, making his way to the door. There was a nurse passing, and he grabbed her.
"You gotta fix him.." He pleaded, and she rushed over, calling for more nurses. And it wasn't until one of them pointed it out that he realized he had a bone sticking out of his hand.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 25, 2012 1:36:24 GMT -5
Zephyr slumped on the bed, chest arching as he tried to breathe, eyes wide opened and glazed. He gagged softly, wheezing as they pulled him out of the bed and headed for another room, sedating him to try and slow his heart before the heart attack set in to much and could not be stopped. He was vaguely aware of them pulling him from his jeans and heading for an ice bath, felt somebidy holding his head above water before numbness took over and he began to shiver, and finally passed out.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 1:41:38 GMT -5
"Ew, they're gonna set it!" Nevada said, holding his hand over his mouth. The nurse had him on the bed, and a doctor was infront of him, working his hand around.
"You don't feel that?"
"No.. Where's Zephyr?"
"He's gonna be fine."
"OHM'GOD OHM'GOD." Nevada squeaked, his eyes wide. The doctor grabbed his wrist and then his hand, and in a single movement, popped them back into place. Jax screamed, tears streaming down his cheeks as he dug his nails into the bed. He heard Nevada gag, and wondered vaguely why he watched when he knew what was gonna happen. He could hear the boy mumbling 'it sounded like a fucking window shattering..' then gagging again. The nurse wrapped his hand carefully, first with gauze and then with a bandage.
"Please.. Where's Zephyr? Please.." He cried, looking from the nurse to Nevada, who looked oddly pale. "Please.. He was scared.. Please tell me he's alright.."
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 25, 2012 1:49:48 GMT -5
"He's gonna be fine," Somebody reasurred as they walked in the door. They had managed to get him to come around, and helped him into a pair of dry scrubs, gently leading him back into the room. He was wrapped in a thick wool blanket, teeth chattering and lips blue, frightened tears rolling down his cheeks as he gazed brokenly at Jaxton, coughed.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 1:55:58 GMT -5
"He looks like a corpse.." Nevada said, and Jax walked over to him, wrapping his arms around the boy. "Come lay down, okay? Maybe you can get some sleep." He said, gently leading him to the bed. But his blanket was on the floor, and covered in blood. So was the wall all the way to the door, and the floor back to the bed. It looked like someone had died in here.
"Let's move you.." One of the nurses said, and he helped Zephyr back up. He followed Nevada and the nurse to another room down the hall. She cleaned up the blood on his chest and arm before handing him a pair of pants to change into. He was more worried about Zephyr, and walked over to him, helping him into the bed. He tucked him in, gently stroking his hair before he started to change by the bed. He barely had the pants off when Nevada had him pinned to the wall.
"Nevada.. Nevada, stop.." He breathed, arching his back.
"Why?"
"Because you're obviously high, I have a boyfriend, and I have AIDs. Stop.." Jax said, his eyes glowing faintly. Nevada slowly nodded, pulling his hands away and walking to the chair. "Fuck.." He breathed, changing into the new pants before he climbed into bed.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 25, 2012 2:01:24 GMT -5
Zephyr eased up slightly at the hug, trembling every few seconds. He followed him to the bed, to only be moved to another room, climbed in, hugging the blanket close as Jaxton tucked the others around him. He closed his eyes, heard them hit the wall and looked up. "Fuck off Nevada.." But the threat was hollow, he had no strength. He felt Jaxton climb into bed, stil physically and mentally in shock, and reached a blanket clad hand up to tub at his face before turning over and nestling up close to Jaxton, trying not to cry.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 2:04:39 GMT -5
"Don't fucking tell me what to do, you fucking smurf." Nevada retorted from his chair, obviously a few minutes late.
"Oh shut up before I come over there and shove my foot in your ass."
"I can think of something el-"
"NEVADA SHUT UP." He scowled, throwing a pillow at him. "Fuck!" He wrapped his arms around Zephyr, hugging him as close as he could. He reached up, gently running his fingers over his cheek. "I'm so sorry, baby.. I'll keep you warm, okay?" He breathed, kissing his forehead gently.
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 25, 2012 11:08:51 GMT -5
Zephyr flinched at the retort, glaring Nevada's way. He swallowed as Jaxton hugged him close, hot tears falling down his cheeks as he buried his face in the crook of his neck, trying to stay as warm as possible, body still to frozen he heat him up.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 12:48:55 GMT -5
Jax gently pulled the blankets up closer around them, then wrapped his arms carefully around his waist. He yawned as he slowly ran his hand up and down his back. He wondered for a moment if getting his heart beat up might help to warm him before he dismissed it. What if he had just had a heart attack or a stroke? That'd be a terrible idea. "You wanna take a hot shower?" He offered. "I'll be right there so you don't fall. You don't even have to stand up if you don't wanna."
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 25, 2012 13:00:37 GMT -5
Zephyr shifted his weight, biting at his lip to try and keep his teeth from chattering. He was tense, body trying to fight off the cold and warm back up. Satan had gone off on a big old rant about him deserving this, but was now silent. "Ok-..kay..." He mumbled, closing his eyes and drawing in a breath. "'M sorry about your wr-...wrist.."
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 13:07:17 GMT -5
Jax had forgotten about his wrist until he mentioned something. "It's okay. It doesn't even hurt." He said, hoping Zephyr just assumed it was a sprain and forgot about it. He knew if the boy knew the bone had broken through the skin, he would be worried about an infection and it healing right and everything else because of his immune system. He helped him carefully out of bed and to the bathroom, locking it behind them so Nevada wouldn't come in. He ran him a warm shower, didn't want him to go into shock for it being too hot at first. He slowly helped him out of his clothes, folding them neatly on the counter before he helped him over into the shower. "Just sit down, okay?"
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Post by zephyr preston martinez on Jun 25, 2012 13:13:50 GMT -5
Zephyr tried not leaning against him to much, but his legs were shaking. He shivered as he was undressed, hugging himself tight in an attempt to hold in heat as he wandered to the shower and sat down, leaning forward some so he wouldn't be sprayed in the face. Tears mingled with the water, ashamed and humiliated as he closed his eyes, drawing in shaky breaths. He coughed softly, gagging, didn't dare complain.
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Post by jaxton matthew sanders on Jun 25, 2012 13:19:08 GMT -5
Jax sat down on the floor next to the sinks, wrapping his arms around himself. He felt terrible that Zephyr had to go through this. He carefully pulled off his pants, and got in with him in just his boxers. He wrapped his arms around his waist, hugging him close from behind. "I'm so sorry you're so sick.." He breathed, not really caring he was getting his make-shift bandage wet. He kissed his neck before he rested it on his shoulder, slowly rubbing his stomach. "I'm not gonna let you go.."
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