Smiles - Hell Rider's MC #3 -

Chapter 11

It's short, life has been crazy. I haven't been writing as much as I hoped because of it, I'm sorry.

The rest of this month is going to be pretty chaotic but if someone wants to keep commenting telling me to update than maybe that will help me to remember to write, and might give me some motivation.
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•KEY•
It's been 3 days, 11 hours and 43 minutes since Smiles got out of his surgery. And he has yet to wake up.

His injuries were so extensive to where no one was allowed to see him the first day, Doc wanted to make sure everything was stable before allowing anyone into the room. And now, sitting next to his bed staring at all the wires that were connected to his body, my heart ached.

His face was covered in bruises. Purple and blue marks covered his body, standing out against his pale skin. Bandages were everywhere, covering the worst injuries.

If it wasn't for the steady rise and fall of his chest, he could have easily been mistaken for a corpse. The only times I've left his side were to use the bathroom and a couple times to get food. Other than that I have been sitting in the chair next to his bed for three days, waiting for him to open his eyes.

The first thing I'm going to do when he wakes up, other than making sure he's okay, is apologizing. It took almost losing him for me to realize how much he means to me, and I plan on never letting him go again. We have a lot to work on before we will be 100% okay again, and that's all my fault, but I'm willing to go through anything for him.

I just hope he'll let me be in his life again.

•SMILES•

Sounds were muffled around me, it was like my head was underwater but I was still able to breathe. I couldn't move, my entire body felt weighed down and heavy. My eyes didn't want to open, I kept going in and out of consciousness as I tried to figure out what was happening.

I felt the pain, but I knew that I was laying on a bed now instead of the cell floor.

Had I been rescued?

I felt soft touches on my hand and heard someone talking. My mind was still foggy so it was hard for me to determine what the person was saying. Slowly, very slowly, my mind started to process the words and I began to recognize the voice. But why was he here?

"-I'm such a piece of shit. I thought by separating myself from you it would spare you from getting hurt, but it only made everything worse. I know you can't hear me, and that you probably won't want anything to do with me when you wake up, but I don't know if I'll ever be able to get you out of my mind.

"You're hilarious, kind, and so fucking smart you make me look like an absolute moron all the time. Your smile is absolutely blinding, it's no wonder Smiles is your nickname. I wish you knew how much you mean to me, because when you wake up you'll probably kick me out without even blinking. Which I understand, I'm an asshole." He chuckled, but it sounded more sad than anything.

"Please wake up soon Smiles, I need you to be okay."

He didn't say anything else, but continued to hold my hand in his gently. The sound of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room other than our breathing, but I didn't notice it as much as I was trying to process everything he had said in my mind.

The happiness in that moment is the most I had felt in years, knowing that he actually wanted me. Sure we had some stuff to talk about and work through, but that could be discussed later.

After all, better late than never.

I'm not sure how much time had passed since he stopped talking, but eventually I was able to move my toes slowly. Then my fingers, bending them ever so slightly, enough to get Key's attention.

"Smiles? Can you hear me?" He gasped, grasping my hand tighter.

It was a struggle, but I finally managed to open my eyes. Groaning at the sudden light, I looked over at Key who was next to my bed, staring at me with wide eyes. Then all of a sudden, something I never thought I would get to witness happened.

Key's eyes teared up.

"I'm so glad you're okay!" He sobbed, closing his eyes and clutching my hand tighter, as if he was afraid he was dreaming.

Looking around, I saw that it was just him and I in the room.

"Water?" I managed to croak out, my throat so dry my voice was scratchy and barely audible.

Immediately Key was on his feet and getting me a cup of water, before he sat back down again.

"Here, let me help you sit up. Let me know if it's too painful okay?" He asked. I nodded, allowing him to adjust the bed (thankfully this one had a remote so you could adjust the incline), and reach behind me to adjust my pillows so it was more comfortable to sit up.

Then he helped me drink the water, making sure I was taking slow sips. Once the cup was gone he refilled it, letting me have as much as I wanted before I shook my head when he asked me if I wanted more.

Throwing the small paper cup away, he sat back down in the chair beside my bed.

For a few minutes, there was silence. Neither of us really knew what to say to the other one.

Key cleared his throat.

"I'm going to go get Doc to check up on you okay? Are you okay to be here by yourself for a few minutes?" He asked.

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure Alpha and the girls want to see me too."

He chuckled. "Yeah, they've been kinda crazy lately without you. I'll let everyone know you're awake, are you sure you want a ton of visitors though? If you're not feeling up to it you know that you can say no."

I smiled. "I know, but after everything I really want to see them too. It's okay."

He nodded and left the room, leaving me to my thoughts.

I had no clue where we would go from here or what was going to happen in fixing our relationship, but I had a feeling that everything would be okay.
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"Back up!" Doc shouted as the girls wouldn't leave my side, worrying over me and keeping anyone else from getting to my side.

They sighed and moved away so Doc could check up on me. As he made his way to the machines, he gave me a soft smile.

"You gave everyone here quite the scare when you came in. Always knew you were a fighter though," he muttered. I could see him blinking away tears and I think the entire time I've known Doc, I've never seen him get emotional over anything. That's when it occurred to me how much my absence had affected everyone.

I gave him a smile and let him check over everything that he needed to, answering his questions when needed.

"Well, you seem to be recovering just fine. However, I know you're not going to like what I have to say. I'm going to have you stay here for probably a couple more days to ensure that an infection isn't setting in and that everything internally is doing what it's supposed to. Whenever you get out of bed you'll probably need assistance, but just in chance I'm going to ask you to please call someone when you need to get up. That way at least someone is here in case anything happens. Okay?"

I sighed. I knew it was going to happen considering I had just woken up, but I really didn't want to be stuck in bed for another couple days.

"Can I at least be bedridden in my own room?" I asked hopefully.

Doc chuckled. "I feel like you already know what my answer is going to be."

I nodded and sighed, accepting defeat.

"On the bright side, at least you have us!" The girls squealed. Ripper had to place his hands on Lilly's shoulders to keep her from jumping, making me laugh.

Yeah.

Everything was going to be okay.