Sanity: The Saw Chronicles [C]

Chapter 36 | Charcoal

Kuza was never much of a restless sleeper before. He would have to get up once or twice a night to take more pain meds but other than that, he nearly never moved. Now, as he rested with his head on my stomach, he was whimpering and shaking in his sleep. He needed sleep so badly that I didn't want to wake him. It was still so hard to sit through. He was once such a strong man... What the fuck happened to him?

I'm not sure how long it took. Time was misplaced for me. Maybe it was about two hours? Regardless, Ricky did eventually come back. He brought Chris with him. He was rather distraught to see what's become of Kuza. After a few visits, I've gotten used to it. It's not an easy sight to take in at first.

"They've agreed to let him out of here for medical treatment, but Ryan has to be the one to treat him. They didn't want to, quote, 'waste the nurses time' with it." Ricky said, rolling his eyes towards the end. "I've got a meeting to get to. I brought Chris to help you move him."

I sat up slowly, redirecting Kuza's head to my lap. He barely stirred and remained asleep. "Thank you so much." I quietly responded, "I'd rather Ryan treated him anyways."

"I figured as much. He won't kick you out of the room like the nurses would." Ricky leaned over me and gently kissed the top of my head, "Text me if you need anything else. Don't hesitate to ask."

"Okay." I muttered.

Ricky showed himself out. He's trying to hard but I don't want a repeat of last time. What if this thing gets hold of him again? I can't hurt Ricky if I still love him. I'm scared the only way this could end is in death. Besides, I've put most my focus into loving Kuza right now. He needs it more. The poor thing is being tortured by an evil spirit.

"Kiss ass." Chris muttered after Ricky left the room.

"It wasn't his fault, what happened. It's a long story." I petted Kuza's hair softly, further running my hand down his arm. "Mike, Baby, wake up for me. Sweetie," I leaned down and kissed his cheek, "Wake up."

He turned over and groaned. He's so adorable sometimes. I felt like a mother trying to pull their child out of bed for school. Kuza took a minute to wake up. He reached his hands to his eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them. Now that he's actually gotten some sleep and had some time away from his tormentor, he seemed to be a little bit happy.

"What's wrong with his chest?" Chris asked as he knelt down.

"We don't know. That's why he needs help." I responded, "Baby, we're just going to take you down to Ryan's lab. You can go back to sleep once we get there. Okay?"

He nodded the best he could, "Okay."

Kuza has always been someone that's had a lot to say. Ever since what happened, he rarely uses his words like he used to. It's like talking to a mental patient. He'll agree to anything I say and he doesn't fight people like he used to. He's lost his spunk. I know it's still in there. I've just got to help him get it back.

He managed to sit up but I knew that probably wouldn't last for long. His energy is beyond spent. Kuza is running on fumes right now and I can't afford to let him burn out. I love him too damn much for that. This hurt Chris to see him this way, I could tell. These two grew up together. They've never known life without one another. They were closer than even brothers. It broke Chris' heart to see him like this.

"Do you think you can walk?" Chris asked him.

Kuza thought about it for a moment. "With help, yeah."

"Alright. Between the two of us, we should be fine to support his weight, but let me know if it gets to be too much on you." He said.

"Don't worry about me. Just worry about him." I replied.