Shattered

8

"How did he get my number?" he mumbled,

"Huh? What did you say dear?"

"Oh nothing Mom."

She nodded and went back to her phone, Brit was still snuggled against him, probably asleep.

(Text messages)

Rin: Hey, are you ok?

Benji: Yeah. I'm probably just going to be out for a bit.

Rin: Oh ok. I'm sorry for earlier.

Benji: It's ok, don't blame yourself.

Rin: Sure, sorry but I gotta go.

(End text messages)

"Here ya go." Benji handed Brit his phone and then he realized she was passed out drooling on him. He snickered and laid his phone next to him. He yawned, he put the blanket over them and his eyelids felt heavy so he shut them and fell asleep.

An hour had passed and a nurse walked in. She had a tray of food and medication.

"Hey Benji, my name is Nurse Kate. I'll be your head nurse, so if you need anything just call."

Benji was still sorta out of it because he just woke up,

"Thanks, I'm not hungry though."

"Oh ok, I'll just leave it over here if you change your mind."

"Thanks." The truth was he was starving, but if he ate he would get fat, and he didn't want that.

"Ok, here are your meds, I'll go get you some water." She layed 5 pills on a table near the bed, then she walked out to get water. She came back a few minutes later with a glass of water. He took the pills in one hand and the glass in the other, he poured the meds in and drank the water till it was half empty.

"Open your mouth, I want to see if you took them all."

He opened his mouth wide and slightly stuck his tongue out,

"Thank you!" she walked back out and left. Brit was slowly waking up and sat up,

"Do you want to play on my phone now?"

"Sure." she rubbed her eyes to stay awake, he handed her his phone and she started to play a random game.

"Sweety, how are you feeling, still feverish?"

"A bit, I'm also kinda cold." his mom stood up and walked over to a bag. She walked over to a bag on a cabinet. She pulled out one of his favorite hoodies, it was mostly black but had a blue stripe across the chest. It was his favorite because it was so soft and warm. His mom came back and helped him put it on over the hospital gown,

"Thanks." he mumbled, he went deeper into the bed and held on to Brit. Their mom covered them up with the sheet and comforter. She was halfway to the door and heard Benji's soft snoores, she smiled at this and walked out.

Benji started having a nightmare. Beads of sweat fell off his face. His breathing was uneven. He was having a nightmare about his dad beating the crap out of him, tears rolled off his face. Brit noticed this so sitting next to her was her mom, she gently shook her awake.

"Huh? What is it Brit?"

"Look." she pointed at Benji who was whimpering and crying, he also was holding onto the pillow for dear life, their mom stood up and walked over to her son. She gently shook him, nothing, she did it again. Benji curled up into himself sobbing now.

"Benji, wake up, you're just having a nightmare. Wake up." Benji jolted up shaking and sweating. Benji looked around at his surroundings, his mom's hand was on his back and one on his chest. Before anyone said anything he hugged his mom tightly.

"It's ok, you're safe, no one can hurt you here." She whispered into his ear, a few doctors walked in because Benji's heart monitor was going haywire.

"I-I need a trash can." Benji cried softly, Brit handed him the trash and then he proceeded to gag into it, nothing came out because he hadn't eaten anything in a week. A doctor sighed,

"When's the last time you ate, kid?" the doctor asked, Benji looked down ashamed.