Hide Your Love Away: book two

Chapter 11

(Lucy)

I wake up and see a friendly nurse smiling at me, my chest still hurts from all the coughing. "How you feeling hun?" She asks, I try to sit up but my chest is to tight.

"Never better actually. What happened?"

"The elevation and cold just got to you. How long have you had asthma?"

"I have what?" I sit up quickly, "What is that?"

"Oh... Well it's a disease in your lungs that makes it hard to breathe. You night be used to a certain altitude and this change is what caused it to show itself." She says going through a drawer. "Your chest will get tight and you'll have to fight for your air but... ah here it is. Use this inhaler anytime you have an attack." She hands me a little blue inhaler. "Just let all your breath out, press this down, and breathe the medicine in. I'm going to have you try it  a couple of times now." I do what she said and I feel my chest loosen and I'm able to breathe normally. "You can get these at about any drugstore, so I'm just going to let you go. Keep that on you at all times alright hun?"

"Alright... thank you." She leaves and George rushes through the door with bloodshot eyes. "What's wrong georgie?"

"Whats wrong!? I thought I was going to loose you." I laugh at him. "Are you okay?" Everyone else comes into the room with worried expressions. 

"Guys... I have asthma. I need to use an inhaler, that's all it is I promise see." I breathe in through the inhaler again to show them. "It's not a big deal." They all sigh in relief and I start laughing.

"Whats so funny Lucy?" Paul asks. 

"I just think its funny that all of you are the ones who smoke and I'm the one with breathing problems!" They all laugh with me and john lights a cigarette. 

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I climb into bed with George cuddling up against him to protect myself against the cold.  "Are you breathing okay?" He asks me wrapping his arms around me.

"No..." He looks at me with worry and pain in his eyes, "I can never breathe around you George." He kisses my forehead. 

"I can't breathe around you either sunflower."

"Sing me to sleep George? I love your voice and don't get to hear it nearly enough." 

"One day you'll look to see I've gone; for tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun. Some day you'll know I was the one; but tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun. And now the time has come. And so my love I must go. And though I lose a friend; In the end you will know, oooh. One day you'll find that I have gone.But tomorrow may rain, so I'll follow the sun" 

"You don't usually sing that song..."

"It reminds me of you though love." his voice fits the song perfectly, though  Paul and John do an amazing job. "I think Paul and John wrote it after all the time I spent talking about this girl I call my sunflower. Sunflowers follow the sun you know?" I smile. "You're still awake bird... get some sleep." He starts singing another song and I drift off thinking about my guitar playing Georgie.