CRAZY LIFE

Chapter 50

Adam and Austin walk slowly to the door of Tim's room.

Adam quickly wipes his eyes, swallows and takes a deep breath before quietly pushing the door open.

Tim lay staring up at the ceiling. His eyes heavy because of the sedatives they had given him to slow his heart rate. The tubes were gone from his mouth and throat, leaving his lips dry.

Adam walks up to the bed and takes Tim by the hand. "Hi Baby." he says softly.

Tim blinks his eyes slowly and swallows. He gives a drunken smile as he gently squeezes Adam's hand.

"Hey Angel." He whispers in a very hoarse voice. "Are you alright? They told me you broke your arm. I'm so sorry."

"Why are you sorry? It wasn't your fault." Adam says as he kisses Tim's hand.

Tim rubs Adam gently on his cheek.

"I want to see your beautiful face." Tim whispers as he struggles with his voice. A tear slowly runs from the corner of his eye.

"Shhh, don't you start that." Adam says softly as he wipes the tear away. "The doctor told you it was probably temporary."

"But what if it's not?" He whispers followed by a hard swallow.

"Timothy, Hush. We don't want to hear that kind of talk." Austin speaks up.

"Austin. When did you get here?" Tim ask as Austin takes him by the hand.

"We came just as soon as we got the call." Austin says as he rubs his brother's hand.

"We?" Tim ask quietly.

"Chris, Jenika, Olena and myself. But they've gone back home to get us some clothes. Olena had to leave because of her job." Austin tells him.

Tim gives a slight nod to let his brother know he had heard him.

"Can you see if they'll let me have water? My throat is so dry and it hurts." Tim whispers.

"I'll go." Austin says, getting up from his chair by the bed.

Tim slowly reaches up and feels over his face.

"It's still there." Adam chuckles.

"My face feels tight." Tim says.

"It's swelled, Sweetie." Adam says as he rubs his thumb across Tim's cheek.

"I'm scared, Adam" Tim whispers. "I'm really scared."

"Baby, you're going to be alright." Adam says kissing him on the forehead. "Why are you scared?"

"I'm scared of dying." Tim blinks his eyes as another tear rolls down his face. 

"Sweetheart, you're not going to die." Adam says as he wipes his own tear away.

"My head hurts so bad. I feel like if I move it the least bit something is gonna explode." Tim says quietly.

"You're not suppose to be moving it. Doctor's orders." Adam says as he caresses Tim's cheek.

Tim's breathing begins to get heavy as he starts to swallow hard.

"Tim? Baby? What's wrong?" Adam asks as he lays his hand on Tim's chest.

"I think I'm fixing to be sick." He mumbles before putting a hand over his mouth.

"No. No, wait." Adam says in a panic. "I'll go get a nurse."

He jumps up and runs out of the room to see Dr. Chance and Austin talking at the nurse's station. Austin was holding a pitcher of water and a glass.

"Dr. Chance! It's Tim! He's...He's fixing to throw up." Adam quickly says.

Dr. Chance and a older nurse runs to Tim's room, followed by Adam and Austin.

Tim was coughing, still holding a hand over his mouth as if to keep anything from coming up.

"Let's get this bed raised up. I don't want you trying to lift your head." Chance says as he grabs the controller for the bed and starts to raise it in a sitting position.

The nurse opens the door to a cabinet that was in the room and pulls out a sealed plastic bag, inside the bag was a blue Emesis bag, also know as a sickness or vomit bag.

The nurse rips open the clear plastic bag and grabs the sickness bag. Once Chance gets the bed raised, the nurse holds it up to Tim's mouth just in time.

Chance did his best to hold Tim's head as still as possible. As Tim empties his stomach into the bag.

Tears roll from Tim's eyes. His throat was hurting so bad and the vomiting was not helping. The pain pounding in his head was unbearable. It was a thousand times worse that any hangover that he had ever had. He was trembling and he didn't know whether he was cold or if it was from the pain he was in.

Adam and Austin watch from the doorway. Austin is still holding the pitcher of water. Adam has his hands over his mouth as tears also roll from his eyes. 

Someone wraps their arm around Adam's waist. He looks around to see Jenika's sad smile.

"He's awake?" She whispers.

"Yea, but he's sick and he's hurting so bad." Adam says softly through his tears.

Chris walks up between Adam and Austin, putting an arm around each of their shoulders.

"But he's out of the coma, that's a good thing." Chris tries to encourage the two.

"He's not out of the woods yet though." Austin says with a broken voice.

"He's blind, Chris." Adam sobs quietly.

Chris and Jenika exchanges looks, neither knowing what to say.

"The doctors are hoping that it's temporary. But they don't really know." Austin says with a slight shake of his head.

The nurse throws the bag away and gets out another, just in case. She takes a tissue and wipes Tim's mouth. She looks up and motions for Austin to bring her the water.

Austin slowly walks in and hands her the pitcher and the glass, glancing down at his brother.

Tim had his eyes closed tightly as tears streamed down his face. "God, it hurts." He says in a rough croaky voice.

"I know it does, Tim. But just try to relax some, alright." Dr. Chance says as he runs his fingers underneath Tim's hair to the back of his head and starts to gently massage while rubbing his thumbs across Tim's forehead.

The nurse pours a little bit of water into the glass and puts a flexible straw into it.

"Here, Sweetie. Here's some water. But only small sips." The older nurse tells him, as she puts the straw to his dry lips.

Tim took a few sips of the water. It's coolness soothes his burning throat.

Whatever Chance was doing seemed to be making him very drowsy. Tim's face begins to relax as he slips off to sleep.

"What the hell did you just do?" Austin ask looking at Chance with wide eyes. "One minute, he's crying in pain and the next minute he's sleeping like a baby."

"His brain was trying to take on too much in its condition." Dr Chance spoke in a soft calm voice. "I more or less relaxed it and put him to sleep." He carefully removes his hands from Tim's head, and begins to let the bed back down into its original position. "We need to get Tim in for a MRI, immediately." Chance tells the nurse. "Contact Dr. Pharrell and have him meet me there." 

She nods and walks out of the room.

Adam walks into the room and to the bed. Slowly reaching and rubbing Tim lightly on the cheek. "It's not over yet, is it." He says, his eyes never leaving Tim's face.

"No." Dr. Chance answers truthfully.

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