Sanity: The Saw Chronicles [C]

Chapter 58 | Sick

Kuza set his head on my shoulder, murmuring, "I'm sick of being in this bed."

"I know, Baby." I replied, "I wish I could get you out of here. The doctors said it's not safe for you to be up for too long though. They told me when I get back from my trip, they might let me move you back to your own room. It just, um... It depends how you're feeling."

The truth was it depends if he still loves me when he gets all his memories back. I was sitting on the edge of his bed, trying to get in as much time with him as I could before I left. The plane I'm supposed to be taking to Central America is currently running system checks. As soon as it's done, I'm expected to have my ass on board. I don't want to leave right now, but work is work.

"I'm feeling okay now!" He protested, sounding like a kid that was too cute to take seriously.

"Your mind still hasn't fully caught up. You still can't remember the last five years. As soon as you do, though, they'll start easing up. They just want you to be back to yourself before they let you out of here."

"But what if they don't come back?"

I frowned, "Oh, Sweetie, don't think that way. I promise they will. They have no reason not to."

"Ghost," Angelo called for me as he walked into the room, "They're ready for us."

Hesitantly, I stood up. Kuza didn't want to let go of my hand. The feeling was mutual. I leaned down and kissed his forehead. Then I turned my head and kissed his lips. "I promise, I'll be back as soon as possible. It should only take us a few days at most. Josh promised he'd come spend time with you and he's going to make sure even when he's busy, someone else is with you. You won't be alone. Neither of you will be."

I straightened my posture and glanced back at Chris, who was asleep. Angelo could somehow still act like that was his husband. It was, but when he was awake, he was like another person. I guess that's why he always called Ange and angel. He could see the good in anyone. Angelo kissed Chris' forehead, whispering his goodbye. Obviously through all the sedation, he couldn't hear it. Ange did it mostly to comfort himself.

"I love you." I told Kuza, "I have to go now, Baby."

"I know," He squeezed my hand, "I love you too."

He finally let go of me. I could see he was rather unhappy about it. Angelo was waiting on me though. I couldn't stay any longer. Walking away from Kuza was fucking painful. I tried to keep my chin up but there's times where your heart is just too heavy to do so. Ashley was out in the hall, waiting to take our place as babysitters. Before she went in, I gently grabbed her arm and guided her away from the door.

"Listen," I sighed, "Mike can't remember any of his crimes. He literally has no memory of ever killing or hurting anyone. Until we figure out why he's that way, we're not going to tell him. He wants to know why he has memories of being in prison, but you have to promise me you won't tell him."

"I won't. I understand I have to be careful about everything I say, around both of them. What about Chris though? When they let him be awake in the mornings, how do I keep him from telling Mike? He won't listen to me if I tell him not to."

"If you tell him not to, he'll definitely tell him." Angelo grumbled.

"I've already explained everything to Josh. Make sure he's in the room during the times Chris is awake. He'll keep Mike's attention and you can keep Chris'. Whenever there's two people in the room, you can close the curtain between them. It actually upsets Kuza to see Chris the way he is right now." I explained, "If you need anything, text me or Ange."

"I will. I'll make sure I'll give you updates too." She responded.

I hugged Ashley, telling her, "Thank you so much."