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."