Bruises and Honey Bees

A HERO IN VILLANS ARMOR

It must have been quite a few hours since I was knocked out, Im still on the floor bruised and bloody, feeling every kick and slam like it wss still happening. I feel like I've been out for hours but none the less I wake up slowly to the sound of walkie talkies people talking. A hand on my shoulder that I Immediately swat away and back away from in a coma induced panic before even opening my eyes.

"Sollux...Calm down I'm not going to hurt you ." I don't answer catching my breath is what im worried about at the moment, for ever second that ticks by is another second I cpuld possibly go with out it. I haven't  even opening my eyes yet,  hoping it's not the monster I just went to odds with. At this point hes not even human, just another one of my bad dreams that too became real.

"Sollux, are you ok?"
Feeling comfortable enough and ready for anything I open my eyes slowly. my head pounding, It was a pain beyond that of any psyonic enduced dream state that im used to. All I see is a blurry figure standing in front of me, but slowly my vison starts to regulate. The person infront of me is revealed to be the person I expected least.

"D-dad? Ii2 that you?"
"Ya Sollux it's me..."
"Why are you here?"
"I got an interesting phone call and decided to come over to check things out and I heard yelling so I came in."
"Oh...."
"Are you sure your ok?"
"Ya dad Ii'm fiine-"

I skull cracking pain runs through my and my hands shoot up to the sides of face holding my temples head pounding like a mallet on price of scrap metal. I try to, try to consitrate on something anything. The room starts spin turning upside down and sideways.  I dont know whats causeing this but its probably from head trauma but I'm not a doctor.

I feel my eyelides becoming heavy and my head light. I reach out for dad who looks very concerned. My hand drops and everything goes black again. I might have a concussion, internal bleeding, any number of things. Am I really going to okay, what am I going to do after this?

I start to come back to my senses, how ever to my surprise my next rising is in a hospital bed in a dull hospital room. my arms and legs strapped to the bed and an IV in my arm, my pain subsideing probably from anesthetic, there are several bruises along my back and sides but why would I be tied down?

I look around the room for anything out of the ordinary or for clues. to my left I see my father a sleep in an uncomfortable  chair he seemed to be very tired so I'll let him sleep.  it's been a long time since ive seen him. Too many to count.. ever since mom divorced dad, everything got harder and i lived at mom's and my older brother lived with dad.

The week before they divorced, that the last time I've ever seen him or Mituna at the old house. I always wanted to visit them but mom didn't have the heart to face him. Soon after she married my abusive step father, He seemed to hate everything I did. My games, my comouter skills, often told me I was going no where in life.

I did end up proving him wrong by going to collage, If i wanted to I couod out tech Steve Jobs himself. However something gerribke happened and I gave up half way trough collage.

Dad was always sending me things, like gifts and holiday cards. He an amzing dad he tries really hard but I just don't know him that well. I remember all the good times with him me am mituna but that was a long time ago. I can barely remember certain things, just the ghost of them. The only thing I know for sure was it was the best time of my life as far as I remember.

I spend more time looking around the room messing with the blankets and sheets. I try to make myself more comfortable but I fail. I also flip through the channels on the TV watching cartoons and adukt swim. Most of the time it would amuse me but I was definately not in the mood to laugh. Finding defeat I finally fall asleep again acually getting genuine sleep.