A Fresh Start

Chapter 6

Pol had no idea what was going on or where he was. He remembered he went with the others to fight the minor family, then he felt a pain in his shoulder. Did he get shot? He must have. There was noise everywhere. Blood everywhere and then everything went dark. And it still was. Why was everything still so dark? Oh, right, he didn't even try to open his eyes, yet. Pol managed to make his body do that and when he opened his eyes he had to blink a few times when seeing the way too bright hospital room.

Ok, hospital wing, probably, he thought. There was still pain in his shoulder but it was a bit better. There was also weird pressure on his stomach. He looked down and smiled when he saw Arm sleeping there. He was really worried he would never see Arm again while he was bleeding on the floor. That was actually what he was most scared of, not being able to see Arm again. But now Arm was there, holding Pol's hand while sleeping. He was right there with Pol.

He watched the sleeping man and carefully removed his hand from Arm's just to run it though Arm's hair. He looked tired, Pol noticed. Really tired. How long was it since the coup? Pol wondered but he knew he had no chance of knowing it unless he was going to ask someone.

"Arm" Pol said quietly. His voice sounded a bit strange, not used for a while so Pol felt like it must have been days since the coup then.

Arm didn't move

"Arm?" Pol tried again, this time louder

"What?" Arm muttered in his sleep

"Arm, wake up?" Pol gently shook Arm's shoulder and that worked because Arm slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a few times before he looked up at Pol. He was looking at him for a moment, clearly not sure if he's fully awake yet.

"Hey" Pol smiled a bit

"wake up?" Arm muttered and slowly sat up

"Wake up?" he repeated and looked at Pol

"Did you seriously just tell me to wake up?" he raised his eyebrows and stood up from the chair

Pol was not sure what to say to that. He did say that.

"You! YOU are telling ME to... are you for real?" Arm threw up his arms in disbelief. Why was Arm acting so weird over such a simple question, Pol wondered.

"I was telling you the whole week to wake up, Pol. And did you? No... no you just kept being in your stupid coma, didn't you? But when you tell me to wake up, then of course I do that, don't I?"

"A week?" Pol repeated quietly, starting to understand why Arm might be acting a bit strange now. If he had to spend the whole week waiting for Pol to wake up then Pol understood why he is acting a little bit strange now. He must have been worried. Pol would be if it would be the other way around.

"Yes, Pol! Week! Whole fricking week! We missed the new episode by the way" Arm crossed his arms over his chest

"We can still watch it now" Pol noted, hoping it might cheer Arm up.

"We will!" Arm said as if this was not even something that was something to be debate about

"We will do it tonight actually. You have the tv here so..." he added and stepped closer to the bed while gesturing to the tv in the room

"I want to hug you" he muttered and frowned a bit when he was not sure how to do that so he will not hurt Pol

"I want that too" Pol nodded. Not just wanting to hug Arm. Needing to hug him so he tried to sit up

"What are you doing?! You can't move like that yet" Arm scolded him immediately and gently pushed him back and then as carefully as possible tried to hug Pol who wrapped his not injured arm around him.