Shadows

Eight

Ceiling Tile. The most grotesque tile I had ever seen staring down at me. I looked down to see my hairless chest had pads with cables all over it. I wiggled my toes under the blanket and sighed happily. My head was incredibly sore, but I was awake. "Holy fuck!" A voice scared the shit out of me and I realized Matt was at the foot of the bed. "I've been calling you horrible names while you slept and I guess fuckhead worked! Ha!" He looked the same as I last remembered him. "Sit me up, Matt." I groaned. "Use that button on the side of the bed." He said standing up. I started lifting the upper part of the bed up. "Divinity is going to cry. She might even break down." I looked around. "Where is she?" I asked. "She's at the hotel with Lisa. Everyone flew in to see you, man." I bent my left knee and groaned in pain from a sudden burning. "No, no. Don't use that leg. You're going to be on crutches for a little while. Your leg is all fucked up." I raised the blanket and could see it all bandaged up. "Hey, hey I don't wanna see your dick! Cover up now!" I covered myself again and used my arms to readjust my lower back. "I want to call her." Matt picked up the phone by the bed and dialed the number for me before handing me the phone.

"DIVINITY!" I almost dropped the shampoo in the shower of Lisa's hotel room. "What?!" I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel before seeing Lisa fidgeting on the bed. "Phone for you." She said handing it to me. I blinked before sitting next to her. "Matt, is he okay?" "He's fine." I gasped hearing Prince's voice. "Prince?" Hearing his tired laugh made me so happy. "Don't talk. I'm going to be there soon, okay?" "Don't rush now. I'm going to be here for a little while." Prince said. I hung up the phone before wearing sweatpants and a t shirt. I almost didn't put my socks on if it wasn't for Lisa reminding me. I even packed some clothes for Prince to change into as well.

Lisa and I drove to the hospital and I walked in and up to his room where he was sitting on the edge of the bed in his gown. I opened the door and he grinned at me. Matt was sitting in the chair, but I fell to my knees in front of him and kissed him. He was holding me and I rubbed his back. "I don't want to touch your head. There's a lot going on back there." He smirked before kissing me again. Matt stood. "He wants to go home now." I looked at him before standing up. "They have to make sure your brain is okay. You hit your head so hard and they're shocked it wasn't worse." He sighed before lying back in bed and groaned in pain from his leg. "My leg isn't broken. I can walk." I shook my head. "I wouldn't try standing up. You'll break the wound open." I told him before sitting on the bed with him. Matt and Lisa left the room so Prince and I were alone.

He had his arm folded behind his head and looking around, but we were quiet. "Whose idea was it to shave my chest? I worked hard for that chest hair." I giggled. "It was mine. I was afraid when they took the pads off they'd rip the hairs out. Then you'd be patchy." He looked down and sighed. "I brought you some clothes if you want to change into those." I told him. "Please." He said. I reached into the bag and grabbed his sweater and sweat pants. A nurse came in. "Mr. Nelson, we have your new IV ready." Prince sat up and slowly swung his legs off the bed. "Let me change first." Prince said. "Oh perfect. We can get your new bandaging on." Prince thought he was invincible right now, but I knew when he saw his leg it'd be different.

Prince slowly stood and was doing well at keeping his balance, so I took his gown off before slipping his sweater on. I handed him his sweat pants and that's when he saw his leg. His entire thigh was bandaged up. "Okay, I'm ready." Prince said. I stood out of the way letting the nurse take over. Prince sat down for this part and watched as his thigh was becoming more visible. Then he saw the wound and gasped a little. "Damn." He said. I grabbed his hand. "You're going to need this." I said before she started to clean him. He gripped my hand tight but was trying to keep a straight face. I couldn't describe what his leg looked like. It was nothing but road rash. I sat on the bed next to him as she was gently rinsing it before giving him a new bandage. "It's actually healing up really nicely. Once it starts to scab it'll heal even faster." She said reassuringly. Prince let go of my hand and the nurse left us. He slowly stood before I helped him get his sweat pants on. He lied back on the bed and sighed. "I guess my bike is fucked, huh?" He asked. I nodded. "Totaled." I said.