We got to the hospital and rushed Pete to the emergency room. The once white towel that Pete held to his head was now completely soaked red with blood, and it was dripping everywhere. He was getting weak. I sat him down in a chair and got the admission forms. We sat down and helped filled them out with him. While we finished, Pete suddenly fell faint. The doctor came with a gurney and they wheeled him away.

Five hours later, the doctors came out and said that Pete was fine. He was in a room resting. So me and Dawna went in the room and there he was lying there in the bed with a big bandage wrapped around his head. Then I say his eyes. They were so pretty and blue. I mouthed a wow and Dawna popped me in the head.

ME: Ow! Shit! Why you do that for?

DAWNA: Because you were falling in love with that ugly, old, sick man. What did you plan to do, pop his boils?

ME: (Pushed Dawna in her side) Fuck off Dawna!

ME: (Leaning over Pete) Is there anything I can do for you?

PETE: No thanks. I will be fine.

DAWNA: (Ran up to him with a finger pointed at me) She likes you!

PETE: Well that's good! At least someone likes me!

DAWNA: Well I will leave you two lovebirds alone. I am going home!

ME: But before you do, you better give a apology to Pete for trying to kill him!

DAWNA: Oh okay. I am so sorry Pete for trying to kill you. I didn't know that you would bleed like that. I am so sorry.

PETE: That's okay. I know you didn't mean it.

ME: Do you want me to stay with you Pete? Do you have any friends or family?

PETE: Well if you want to. I am used to being alone. People don't like the way I look. My family dissowned me many, many years ago.

ME: (Saddened) Oh my, okay.

PETE: Me and Will was good friends until I told him about my love for him and now he's gone.

ME: You are too cute not to have any friends. I'll be your friend.

PETE: You-you think I'm cute?

ME: Why yes. You have such pretty blue eyes.

PETE: You-you really think so?

ME: Yes.

PETE: I don't believe you. You are just saying that to make me feel better.

ME: No I'm not. I really mean it.

PETE: Yeah right.

ME: Okay now, open your pretty blue eyes very wide because I want you to remember this.

PETE: Remember what?

I leaned over and planted a soft loving kiss on his soft, black lips. I didn't love him. I just wanted Pete to know that there were people out there in the world that really care. He just laid there with his eyes and mouth wide open. He probably ain't has a kiss in years and he was shocked that he got one now. Pete stayed like that for fifteen minutes.

ME: (Snapping my fingers in front of him) Pete, Pete, Pete, wake up, wake up man!

Pete slowly came to still dazed, What-what? He mumbled.

ME: Are you okay man? You were out of it!

He slowly turned toward me and said did you really kiss me?

ME: Yes I did.

PETE: Why?

ME: Because you were in pain and I just wanted to make you feel better that's all.

PETE: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The doctor came in and gave Pete a shot. He went to sleep. I also fell asleep.

I woke up to the sound of snorting and grumbling. I almost forgot where I was. I thought I was at home in bed and I was in a dream, but this was no dream. There was Pete sitting up in the bed, staring at me with those big blue eyes.

Pete pulled the thin cotton white sheet tightly around his neck. He was cold. You can see him shivering and his pupils of his eyes were very dialated. Then he fell in a peaceful sleep. I walked out of the room and down the hall to the caferteria. I wanted some sweets because I was too grossed out by Pete's face to eat any meat products, so I arrived at the candy machine and got two M&M's and two Kit-Kats because they were good. I ate all of them on the way back while stopping in the waiting room reading magazines and gossiping to strangers while they are telling me about their life's problems. When I came back in the room, Pete was sitting up watching the tube, eyes still big.

ME: Hey man what's up?

PETE: Nothing.

ME: Man tell them nurses to change that bloody-ass rag on your head.

PETE: They will in time.

ME: (To myself) I can't eat and look at that.

Just then, the nurse came rolling in the food tray. She placed it in Pete's lap. On the tray there were barley soup, green jello, and unsweetened tea. Yeah, that was it.

He tore it up and finished it all with a really loud burp.

I said Gross dude!

ME: Hey Pete, do you neeeeeed me to stay here because I have to go to my job.

PETE: I'm lonley I neeed someone to talk to.

ME: (Pointing at the phone) Oh, there's the phone. Bye!

PETE: Now, you are just going to leave me here all by myself?

ME: Yeah, I did it to my mom you'll live.

Peter then busted out and went to crying.

ME: Man what's wrong?

PETE: (Between sobs) I'm lonley.

ME: Oh, whatever. Stop crying I will cut you a deal I will stay with you until you heal and then I am out of here until them no touching me and no farting. Okaaaay?

PETE: Ooooookay.

The doctor came in and unwrapped the bloody guaze frim his head. The staples were still there and they were bloody. The doctor put some stuff on it and wrapped Pete's head in new guaze.

ME: Hey doc, How long will Pete will have to stay here because I gots to go to work and I can't miss any more days.

DOCTOR: He will be able to leave tomorrow. He is healing nicely.

ME: So are you gonna pull those staples out?

DOCTOR: Hell no! I didn't put those there! He did that to himelf!

ME: Oh gross! Thanks! That is way too much information that I needed to hear!

When the doctor left, I comfronted Pete.

ME: Why in the hell did you put staples in your head for?

PETE: Because I wanted to kill myself and it didn't work.

ME: Oh gross. I know your ass was hurting!

PETE: Hell I didn't feel it. I took so many sleeping pills that I didn't know what time it was. They weren't killing me fast enough, so I went and stapled myself in the head with an industrial staple gun. I was trying to peirce my brain and kill myself, but it didn't work. As luck would have it, someone found me lying in a pool of my own blood and rushed me to the hospital and they pumped my stomach. They tried to pull the staples out, but they were embedded way deep in my skull so the left them in. So that's my story any questions?

ME: (Shocked and sickened) No-none at all.

I stayed quiet all that day and into the night. I slept in the room with him again, and 6.00 the next morning, the doctor came in there and unwrapped Pete's head again well, there was a scab there today! Praise the Lord!

DOCTOR: Pete, you are completely healed. You can go home now.

PETE: Can I still work?

DOCTOR: Yeah, but don't let anyone hit you in the head anymore. You were very lucky this time.

PETE: Okay. Pete jumped out of that bed ripped that hospital gown off, ran his naked ass in that closet, and threw on this clothes.

PETE: (To me) Come on! Let's go!

I was like Damn! He sure is hard up!

Pete got his stuff, and grabbed me and ran out the hospital doors.