With Me

Chapter 45 Ava

The next morning nobody wanted it to blow up at the hospital so no one went until we got a call from Jordan. When I did get the call. He was in tears that no one wanted to see him. I could hear the nurse say it's because if what happened yesterday. There it is his head injury preventing him from remembering. He had told both Jon and his mom that he didn't want to see them. Now he couldn't remember saying that.

You don't want to see me, do you, Ava?.

" No that's not it. We didn't want to go there and cause a blow-up again. We were waiting on you".

I want you here. I want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore.

" But it's the best place for you to recover".

But.

" It's a hospital".

But.

I hear him sobbing. The poor guy sounds like a vulnerable child rather than an adult. I really feel so sorry for him.

" OK, I will come and see you".

Thank you. Please hurry I'm lonely here.

" Will be there soon. Got to sort out a few things here first like babysitting of your children".

OK but hurry, please. I want you here.

At this rate the twins will have to come. While him calling I was trying to get the twins fed. But now Sofia has heard her dad and looking for him. Her dark eyes were looking around the room as she lay in her cot. They are going to have to sleep in their pram.

Please be here already.

"I'm still at home with the twins. I'm not if dressed ready to go".

But.

"Look Jordan I'm going to hang up so I can get ready to come. OK".

OK.

I hung up on him so I can call my parents or Joe or Tiffany to look after the twins for me. I guess it would be easier than taking them to the hospital. Luckily my parents would look after the twins and Joe wanted to drive to the hospital. It wasn't long for us to arrive at the hospital.

"I am grateful you are here, Ava. He won't settle until you were here. Just be careful we had to sedate him. He is having the drip removed today so visiting hours are shorter today. Jordan doesn't remember yesterday so just play along with him. Let him remember" says his nurse.

"Ok".

" You go in Ava, he wants you," says Joe.

I nod and go in. I can hear the familiar sound of him snoring. I took this opportunity to have a better look at him and his injuries.  I remember the first time I saw him when we were allowed to see him. I couldn't look at him then and now I can just about look at his injuries. His legs were still heavily bandaged. So was the whole of his left arm. The motherly instinct kicked in and I rearranged his bedsheets to make him more comfortable. He was getting ready for a tour soon by trimming up his body. I could feel that by tracing my fingers over his chest as I feel every line of muscle over his chest. Laying here he is going to lose all of that. Anyways his tour has been postponed until next year. He said he couldn't wear a t-shirt cos of the bulky plaster. God hope he is wearing something like boxers lower down. I tried to stay away from his head only because the halo and drip scare me. He looks so peaceful asleep with his eyes closed. The bruises and cuts were all healing, the swelling was going down which start to make him look like my boyfriend again. I heard something.

"I didn't know you cared nurse. I think I'm ready for my sponge bed" my boyfriend muttered in his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes. "Ava, you're here".

" I told you I would be here".

He still looks sleepy and out of it. "Thank you for being. It's been so lonely".

" You want some stuff from home".

"Yeah. But I wanna be home".

"But you can't. Not yet". I feel bad for him. There's me who can move around and wasn't in the hospital for long only because they were worried about the twins. Here is my boyfriend who can't move for obvious reasons. I wasn't paying attention to what he was doing. Jordan moved the only working limb he had, his right arm.

" I want to go home, like now".

"Huh wait you can't" I turn my head "What are you doing?" As I noticed his hand pulling the sheets off him.

"Going home".

"You can't. You are to stay here where it's best for your health and recuperation". I place a hand on his chest as he still attempting to move. I honestly don't how he can. " Please stay still. You are not able to move. You will damage yourself".

"I'm bored. I'm lonely". He tried again. Then he realised that he couldn't physically move as his whole body was screaming in pain. " Please help me. I can't stay here". There wasn't my vulnerable, scared, bored boyfriend, a normal guy but in place was a very active and sociable Rock Star who has come to realise that he couldn't physically move. "Why can't I move? What happened?". Not only did the halo prevent him to move but so did his plastered up legs and arm.

"Ssshhhh! Just relax and keep calm. Once your halo comes off, you will be able to start moving but only as much your body will allow. Jordan, you have been seriously injured".

" OK," he sounded defeated.

"You want me to sort out your bedsheets again". He nods but with his eyes as he can't move his head. I rearranged his bed. He noticed I breathed a sigh of relief as he was wearing boxers because he pushed the sheets down and over his hips.

" Did you really thought I would be naked under here. What and scare my nurse?".

"Knowing you and what you said the other day. I just glad you are wearing some clothes".

" But I'm cold. I can't wear much".

"Better stay here where you can hide. They will eat you alive if you go outside wearing barely anything".

" Good point".

I won that round at least. "I will stay with you until it's time for your operation".

" What operation?".

"To remove the drip that's in your head".

" What?" He brings his right hand up to his left side of his head. His hand has reached it. He then looked scared and confused to what or why it is there.

"Leave it" I touch his hand with mine and I pull his hand away. "Don't touch it as it will hurt if you do".

He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

" You OK".

"No".

"You want your nurse".

" No".

I don't know how long we were in this position of me holding his shoulder with his hand on top. But his nurse and a doctor came in to prep him for his operation. I kissed him goodbye and left them to it. That was the last I saw of him that day as visiting hours were short. That was to allow him to recover from the operation afterwards as he still isn't out of the woods yet. But they will let me know when he is back from his op and when he is awake?...