Cameron x Nash Short Stories - cash -

A Place In The Sun Part Four

I feel heavy, it's like that feeling you get when you're so groggy and you are trying to wake up but you can't. I can hear beeping and soft sniffling of someone crying. I try harder to open my eyes and I grow frustrated when I can't. I try to move and it feels like I'm paralyzed, I panic as I try harder to move and I can't. What if I'm paralyzed? The beeping gets faster and I guess its monitoring my heart rate. There's a tube down my throat and it's so uncomfortable I want to take it out.

"Baby? Are you awake? Can you hear me?" Cameron says, his voice sounds scratchy like he's been crying and I can feel him grab my hand. I relax a bit at his presence but I'm still scared that I can't move.

A few minutes later I can hear another voice close by.

"Did you ring, Mr.Dallas?" I guess that's my nurse.

"I think he's waking up, his heart started beating fast. I don't know just feel like he's waking up..." Cameron says and I detect a hint of panic in his voice.

I hear her pressing some buttons close to me and I lose consciousness again.

When I regain consciousness again I no longer have the heavy feeling and when I try to open my eyes I can actually do it. Everything is blurry and I blink a few time to try and clear my vision.

"Hi, baby." Cameron comes into view and his eyes are red but he has happy smile on his face.

"Cam," my voice feels scratchy and dry, my throat is sore and I start to cough from the irritation.

"Don't try to talk just yet, Nash. They just took that tube our of your throat." He says and he sniffles and holds my hand tight.

"I was so scared I'd lose you when I just got you back. I should have never let go home alone," he murmurs and he raises his hand to my cheek and caresses gently.

"Can you step aside, Mr.Dallas so that I can assess the patient?" A gruff voice asks but I grip Cameron's hand tighter, I'm scared and he's the only familiar face in the room.

"No," my voice comes out raspy and I have another coughing fit. The coughing makes my head start pounding.

The doctor steps to the other side of the bed and shines an annoying light in my eyes. He does some other things and then steps back and leaves the room. Cameron sits me up and offers me a cup of water with the straw. I gulp it down immediately the cool water soothes my throat.

"That doctor is such an asshole but he's the best in the U.S. so I have to tolerate his attitude," he comments and he sits on the edge of the bed and looks at me. He caresses my cheek again and looks at me like he can't believe I'm awake.

"All I remember is some asshole beating me up for my wallet and phone," I say, I'm completely disoriented.

"Yeah, the police caught him by tracking your phone. The idiot was using it," he says. "The blow to your head made your brain swell up so they had to do emergency surgery to relieve the pressure. It's been like 2 weeks since then."

I panic when I realize I don't have health insurance. Even though I'm employed full time, I'm still in the probationary period.

"What? Are you okay! Are you in pain? I can buzz your nurse..." He says frantically and I blink back tears, this must cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, I'll never be able to pay it off.

"No..." I let out a stressed sigh. "I don't have health insurance yet. I'm basically fucked and all because of some asshole who wanted money I didn't even have."

Cameron relaxes and I frown at him, it's a big deal to me. "You don't have to worry about that, Nash. I'm paying cash."

My eyes widen, I never imagined Cameron would do that for me when we're not even together.