Stutter | A Jaspar Fanfic

14. Butterflies

Joe kept demanding that he go down to see Caspar after he finally calmed down and took in a deep breath. His eyes were puffy and slightly red and his lips were turned into and pout, begging at his doctors and tend at his nurses to get him to somehow go see Caspar.

"I want to see him," Joe said, rubbing at his eyes and fiddling with the hospital bracelet. "I'm going to have to answer a lot of shitty questions and I'm going through a lot right now and all I want to do is distract myself with him."

"He was shot in the leg, sweetie," Macy said, re bandaging his head. There was not much blood, but they decided to keep it on until he was ready to get his stitches redone and cleaned. "I don't think they'll allow you in."

"But I wanna," Joe pouted. "I need to speak to him."

Macy sighed and put her hands on her hips, looking down at Joe with a raised eyebrow. "You're not going to stop pouting at me with those cute Bambi eyes until you get what you want, huh?"

Joe gave her a small smile, continue to staring at her with wide eyes. "No, I really, really want to see him."

Macy stared at him, both of them challenging each other. "I could get in trouble with my boss,"

"But you'd be making a little innocent Bambi happy," Joe said, rubbing at his eyes and trying to make himself look as cute as possible.

Macy's lips frowned down and she shook her head, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You better be glad you have a great nurse. I'll try and see if I can get you in during visiting hours." She then squeezed his shoulder softly and left, letting Joe relax and look up at the T.V in his room, sighing softly.

I'm so happy she's my nurse. I'm so happy I have a chance to see Caspar.

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Zoe came to Joe's room around lunch time, carrying a cheese hamburger with fries and a milkshake; one of her brother's favorite meals. It was real meat and real cheese and real fries, with a perfectly homemade milkshake, too. She made it all herself the best she could. As always, she knocked on her door before coming in, grinning widely when she saw that her brother was awake, watching T.V.

"Hey Joe," Zoe said, sitting in the seat next to his bed and setting all of his food on the desk. "I got you some lunch."

Joe instantly grabbed at the milkshake and brought it to his lips, siping at it and moaning. "Oh my God you're the best person in the world, hospital food is dog shit and this is like Jesus."

Zoe giggled and watched as Joe practically attacked the food, popping open the box and taking out a fry and chewing on it. She knew if he didn't eat a certain amount of food he would get snippy and cold because of some odd eating thing the Doctor diagnosed him with, so the hospital was taking a toll on him.

"You're hungry, huh?"

"I already ate," he mumbled around a milkshake dipped fry. "But it didn't really help my hunger so."

"You're hungry all the time."

Joe rolled his eyes. "Duh, my stomach may look tiny but it's not."

Zoe laughed once more and they fell into a silence as Joe ate his food. It disappeared into him faster than Zoe could even blink. One second the hamburger was there, and then the next moment it was gone.

"I asked my nurse if I could visit Caspar," Joe said when he was done, picking up a napkin and wiping at his mouth.

Zoe swallowed nervously, blinking slightly. "Um, Joe-"

"I just want to talk to him, yanno," Joe continued on, leaning back on his comfortable pillows. "Want to ask why the hell he would do that to himself."