To Be Torn Between Two

Chapter 17: Unexpected

"The last thing I remember is the promise I made to you. I remember I promised you that I would stick around, no matter what." There was a silence between Eve and Punk, something that was quite unusual for the both of them. "And can someone please just turn that bloody heart monitor off before my head explodes? The constant beeping is irritating me" Punk added, angrily.

"Phil, I don't think the nurses would allow that" Eve answered softly. He groaned partially in irritation and partially in agony. He barely remembered the events that occurred earlier in the evening. The only thing he remembered was the promise he had made to Eve. He didn't remember anything before or after then and even if he did, everything was a huge blur. He put his hand to his head, his irritation getting the best of him.

Punk hated hospitals. He didn't exactly know why. Maybe it had something to do with the everlasting smell of antiseptic or maybe it was something completely different.

His leg was in pure agony. The smallest movement, would send an excruciating throb through it. Every time he gritted his teeth in agony, he always caught Eve's worried glances. Punk was usually the calm and collected one but he couldn't keep from stressing. Despite his several injuries, he just wanted to get up and leave.

"I must be dreaming... I don't even remember what happened. I don't even remember how I got here. Is this some sort of sick joke?" Punk babbled on. Feeling gentle contact to his cheek, caused the Straight Edge Superstar to flinch. His hazel eyes met Eve's and the brunette let a sigh escape her lips.

"You have a concussion, that's why you don't remember anything" Eve pointed out, causing Punk to frown.

"A concussion? So that's why my head aches. What happened to my arm and leg? Are they turning me into a cyborg?" Punk joked, his regular smile returning to his face. "Because being a cyborg would be incredibly awesome" Punk said, a thick layer of sarcasm evident in his voice.

"Glad to see you and your sarcasm didn't die in that car accident." Punk turned his head to the doorway only to find Layla, wearing a grin on her face. Cody and Randy were standing right behind her, glad that Punk was mostly fine.

"Would you look at that, Layla finally found a sense of humour. If I could stand, I would unquestionably celebrate by doing a miniature dance so we could forever remember this joyous occasion" Punk said sarcastically. I don't think the morphine has completely worn off yet Layla thought what everyone else must have been thinking after a comment like the one Punk had just made. This was Punk's way of trying to hide his pain but everyone could see through his act. Punk raised an eyebrow at Layla in a quizzical manner. "Wait, did you say car accident?"

"You didn't tell him that part yet?" Cody exclaimed, looking over to Eve who still wore a worried expression upon her face. She didn't meet the Dashing One's shocked gaze, instead, she grasped Punk's hand, trying to relieve some of his stress.

Punk watched Randy sit down on one of the chairs with a box of pizza in his hands. He remembered, that Randy was at the club, earlier in the evening, talking to Eve but everything surrounding the incident was such a blur. A wry smile found it's way to Punk's face as he watched Randy open the pizza box hurriedly. The guy must be starvingPunk thought as The Viper caught his glance, just as he was about to take a bite out of the pizza.

"Do you want some Punk?" Randy offered. "There's plenty to go around" he added looking to Eve, then to Layla and finally to his best buddy Cody.

"I'm good thanks" Punk replied. The others shook their heads in reply.

"Fine, suit yourselves" Randy muttered before taking a bite out of his slice of pizza.

"I bet that pizza is extremely delicious but I would highly appreciate it if we could stop changing the subject. Now, with that being said, would someone please tell me what is going on? What is this about a car accident?"