Fear Itself [ A Shoey Fanfic ]

|| Shane's P.O.V ||

joey. joey. joey. joey.

i repeated the name over and over again in my throbbing, confused head, trying the pick up even the smallest memory of the name.

it sounded so familiar...yet so distant.

ah...youtube. he was probably a friend from youtube.

wow...youtube. that seems like ages ago. i haven't posted in weeks. i wonder if all my fans think im dead.

honestly, im pretty close.

ew. i feel muggy and disgusting. i need a shower. or at least a brush through my matted, greasy hair.

do i even feel like calling a stupid nurse? i can do this on my own. im not a baby or anything.

sitting up was a challenge. i was frail and i barely could support my own weight. this is going to be a challenge.

i used as much strength as i had to pull my mangled legs over the side of the hospital bed.

wrong moment.

the door slammed open, a nurse in turquoise scrubs busting in, not even realizing my attempt to stand. she stared oblivious to my position on the bed, scribbling away on a clipboard.

i silently tried to pull my legs back onto the bed before she caught me. as i moved slowly and delicately she turned her head, dropping the clipboard.

she gasped and bolted out the door, probably to find a doctor or something. now was my chance to throw myself back into bed.

i grimaced at the pain but managed to pull myself into a sleeping position and closing my eyes.

as i closed the door three nurses and a doctor [my dad] ran in. the all stood puzzled at my dead like appearance and shook their head at the nurse who had caught me.

"no! i swear he was about to get out of his bed!" she stuttered, trying to catch her breath.

i chuckled in my head. stupid stupid nurse.

now who is this joey?

[ AN: ITS BEEN SO LONG IM SO SORRY OMFG ]