Nick & Charlie

contempt

Charlie POV

I'm standing in a dark room. I hear yelling in the distance.
My chest feels like it's filled with broken glass and by arm feels like it's split in 2.
Even if the room was lite I wouldn't be able to see. Stars dance in my vision and the world ebs and flows. In and out up and down.
"He hates you" the voice is loud and vile.
I look around but still just see stars.
"You thought you could hide from me?"
The voice so loud I could feel the breath on my neck.
"Your precious little husband knows the real you and detest us."
"N-no that's not--" suddenly I feel hands on my shoulder.
"Oh he does? Then why does he keep us apart my child"
I collapse to the floor as the weight of this thing takes over.
"Who are you?"
It laughs. The sound pounding my eardrums and making my body grow cold.
"You poor thing. You can never run from me. I am you and all your thoughts. I know you better then you know yourself and your little husband is holding us back."
What is it talking about? Nicks been with me for everything. He just cares so much. I should've listened to him and now he has to see me like this.
"He's holding you back from the real you. What kind of lover does that child?"
Suddenly a light shines through overwhelming the dark. I feel it's weight ease off of me but the voice persists.
"Blessed be you child
come to know your god through some senseless act of violence
Blessed be you, boy
Promised to me by a man who can only feel hatred and contempt towards you
I am no good nor evil, simply I am
And I have come to take what is mine
I was there in the dark when you spilled your first blood
I am here now, as you run from me still
Run then, child
You can't hide from me forever" (ptolemea - Ethel cane)

The voice fades to a whisper. The light is all around me and I can make out a tiles ceiling.
I look around. My arm is covered wrist to elbow with gauze. A IV is in my opposite hand. Something is wrapped around my chest but I can't tell what it is.
"Char"
I look to my right and Nick is sitting into a chair next to mine. He grabs my bandaged hand.
"You're awake. How are you feeling"
I just stare at him. I feel dizzy.
"How long have I..."
"It's been about 2 days."
I think back and I remember the blood and Nick but nothing else. When I say nothing he continues.
"You lost so much blood your heart stopped. They did CPR and a blood transfusion and your heart started again.. they broke a few ribs doing compressions b-but they said that's common."
I stare at the ceiling. It takes everything in me not to apologize.
"They said you were dead for over an hour char." His voice is so gentle it stings my heart. His face is pale and there's bags under his eyes. He looks nothing like himself but he can probably say the same for me.
"They're sending you to inpatient once your stable and you can just focus on getting better. I let your employer know you went into cardiac arrest and they said to take as much time as you n-"
"I'm not doing that."
He gets up and cradels my hand in his palm.
"Charlie... y-"
"It was just and accident." I pull my hand away. "I was just feeling overwhelmed and got carried away it's not a big deal"
"CHARLIE YOU LITERALLY DIED. And you need to focus on getting better."
"Oh don't look at me like that. I'm not some sick puppy I can take care of myself"
"Char..." He reaches for me again but I shove his hand away.
"Get out"
"Char pl-"
"GET. OUT. NOW"
And he does.
The voice was right.