Jonathan Joseph

Chapter 10

"Breath in." the doctor instructed. "Now out.." The medication they put me on helped significantly not only easing the pain but also putting my nerves at ease. "Now if you have you cough it might be a little tough put it's best you let it out so we can avoid a chest infection." He lifts up the side of my gown to check the bruises. "And as soon as these look better we will send you on your way." He gives me an reassuring smile and goes on his way after jotting down a few things on his clip board.

Rebecca and Camille stopped by a few hours ago but the tension between Clyde and Camille was a little to much for her so she said she'd stop by a little later. Technically meaning she'll stop by when Clyde isn't around. Rebecca left right after - I felt horrible that she had to work both my shifts for two days I can tell it was very tiring for her just by looking at her.

After awhile Clyde's company wasn't so bad surprisingly everything that happened just remained unspoken of and he hasn't left my side. Literally he moved the chair from across the room right next to me and I don't know why.

"What time is it?" I asked him.

"Midnight." He rubs his eyes.

"Maybe you should go home and get some rest."

He blinks at me. "After all that's happened I don't think sleep is much of an option."

"Sorry." I mumbled.

He'd replied but I wasn't sure what but it made something click in my mind that I should feel really bad about our situation-Because of my own fears and keeping people out of my life as far as possible was pretty... I had to admit but selfish. Clyde has so many other problems to deal with but here he is with me. why? I don't know. I do know that I've left him in the dark maybe for a little too long now.

I turned over on my side lucky enough not feeling as much pain as before and gazed into his dark eyes.

"What?" He said.

My heart began to thump in my chest I think the thought of spilling everything to him made me extremely nervous and my palms all sweaty.

I parted my lips not particularly sure we're exactly to start. "I think-"

At the most literally the most inconvenient time of the day his phone goes off ringing like it just figured out how to do so.

He reaches in his pocket and wandered off as he picked it up I could tell by his tone he wasn't too happy about the call either. A few 'no's' and 'mmhm's' came out of him and once he hung up he looked back at me concern written all over his face.

I blinked a few times waiting for a explanation. instead he sits down avoiding eye contact with me purposely "Something wrong?" I say breaking the silence.

He sighs. "That was Lou... Apparently Camille is having a break down and think it's best if... We finally iron things out."

"That's great-"

"I'm not going."

I scoffed. "Are you kidding me?"

My heart aches at his carelessness I've never seen Camille like this and I know it's killing her -

that's when a lump began to form in my throat and thought about my parents - tomorrow morning this'll feel like a hangover I'm probably going to regret spilling these words out my mouth but if it's to help him and Camille then so be it.

"You need to talk to her." I blurt out. "I haven spoke to my parents since I was eighteen."

That caught his full attention. "I had to grow up and live on my own sometimes i could never forgive them for what they did. And other times rarely I wonder if we'd just sit down and talk if I'd be a little more happy and have less animosity toward them."

"Why is that?"

"That's not important. What I'm really trying to say is you should talk to her say everything you need to say.." I drifted off not realizing what exactly was going to come out my mouth.

"...before it's too late."

I swallowed hard after he'd just finished what I'd thought about saying.

I sighed. "Go Clyde. I'll still be here in the morning and you can come back and tell me about it.."

He thought about it I could tell he was getting a bit nervous too.

"Are you sure?" He mumbled.

"Are you...?"

He dropped his head into his hands he hesitated, but finally made his way towards the door he looked back at me

And I asked him what was he so afraid of.

"I don't know why I'm more nervous about leaving you than..." He stopped himself.

I blinked a few times.

"I'm not sure what that lady wanted earlier and if her intentions are good, then I'm not gonna be afraid to walk out this door and I won't think something's gonna happen to you and blame myself for not being there when it happened... And You don't seem like you're too fond of broken promises, so just to make sure, promise me. "

"Promise what?"

"You'll be here when I get back."

I didn't understand the weird feeling I began to get in my stomach and my heart was pumping but I didn't fight the smile. "I promise."

I'm not sure when I fell asleep but when I woke up it was 4am I don't know why I woke up in hopes that he'd be back but also questioned why he was gone so long. I couldn't help overthinking about what 'Regina' said earlier about how if anything happened to him she couldn't do much. that only caused a horrible thoughts circling around my head the longer I laid there. I couldn't take it much longer so I got up. Very slowly. I pulled my IV pole along with me tip toeing on the ice cold floor. I opened the door and there was no sight of the nurses that should have been at this large front desk.

I closed the door behind me as I did the lights flickered on and off leaving every other light down the hallway either on or off.

Once I turned to the left down the hall there was a glow coming from the darkest end I couldn't make out what it was or what it's figure was.

I took a step closer squinting trying to make out what it could be I then tried to open my mouth but I couldn't speak.

The words hello would just shout out into my head not into the world.

I opened my mouth and tried to scream but that was a big mistake.

The lights went off my attempt to scream out sent me into a massive headache and I curled up into a ball on the floor. I could see nothing.

I shut and closed my eyes over and over again until there he was causing my heart to plummet into my stomach.

Every time I see him his face looks different his skin is beaming like the sun but his eyes are bloodshot and his smile is forced.

"Chelsea I'm so sorry." He says.

For some reason the first time me seeing him I couldn't tell if I should be happy about it or not. I missed him so much though.

"It's okay." I had no idea what he was talking about and I didn't need to know all I really wanted was to talk about him and how he's been.

"It's fine, I just I miss you Jonathan why haven't you been coming to me."

He crosses his legs in front of me I do the same eager waiting for a story.

"It's complicated but I have time now a lot too.."