Destroying Everything

Chapter 9

Devin's P.O.V

My eyes opened slowly and I stretched my arms up and over my head. This chair hadn't been the most comfortable place to sleep, but then again, I had slept in worse places in my life. I looked over at the bed that currently held the love of my life. I sighed when I saw that he still appeared to be unconscious. 

I wanted nothing more than for him to wake up. Wake up and laugh at me, wake up and yell at me. Hell, I didn't care what he did as long as he woke up. 

A nurse quietly entered the room and smiled at me when she saw I was awake. "Good morning, Mr. Sola" She said softly, not to wake the others.

I smiled softly back at her, taking Josh's hand in my own. I laced our fingers together and pressed a kiss to each knuckle. "Good morning." I replied, sighing as I kept my eyes fixed on the man in front of me.

He looked so peaceful, so beautiful. I couldn't help but wish he'd open those beautiful eyes. I needed him to open his eyes. These past few days have been hell on all of us. I wasn't sure how much longer I'd be able to handle this. 

"Has there been any change at all?" I asked.

The nurse shook her head as she checked Josh's vitals and wrote them on a paper before sticking it into her pocket. "Nothing too much." She began. "But, sometimes no news is good news. Remember that." She reminded me. 

She was right. Even though he didn't appear to be getting any better, at least he wasn't getting any worse. I had to look on the bright side of things. And, that was it. 

I glanced around the room at my brothers who were all still passed out. I was so thankful for all them being here. I know I wouldn't make it without them. 

"I'll be back soon, okay? If you need me, don't hesitate to push that button." She said smiling. 

I couldn't help but like her. She always seemed to know what to say to make me feel better. And, she wasn't only there to take care of Josh, she was doing her best to take care of us too. That meant a lot to us. 

Once the door closed I got to my feet, standing closer to Josh. I shook my head as my fingers lightly ran across his cheek, careful not to hurt any of the bruises or scrapes on his face. I cleared my throat and decided now was as good a time as any to talk to him. 

"Hey baby." I started, resting my touch against his forehead. "You really have been asleep too long now. I need you to wake up. I need you, Josh. I can't do this without you. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love you so much. Hell, I fall more in love with you everyday. You take my breath away. Sometimes, when you tell me you love me, I have to check to make sure it's me you're talking about. I can't believe someone as gorgeous and perfect as you could love someone like me." I began, wiping at my eyes quickly. "I'm sorry this happened to you. I should have protected you. Like I've always promised you I would. Josh, when I got that call from Chris saying you were hurt, I lost it. I felt like a piece of me had been ripped away. I wanted to hunt those sick son of a bitches down and kill them. No one and I mean no one hurts my baby. But, they did. They hurt you and now look at you. Laying here on this hospital bed in a coma. None of us have left your side, I hope you know that. We've been here since you were brought in and we'll stay here until you go home. Yes, I said go home. That's the only option here. You don't have any other choice. You can't give up on us, we won't give up on you. You mean so much to all of us. I hope you know that. Everyone loves you, and we just want you to wake up. Please wake up baby." I said, the tears coming quicker and heavier now. 

I rested my head against Josh's chest, my body wracking with each sob that passed through my body. I was falling apart and I didn't know if I'd make it. 

It wasn't long until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I lifted my head to see Chris standing over me. He was crying too. 

I stood up and wrapped my arms around Chris' waist, burying my head in the curve of his neck. 

"He's going to wake up, Dev" He started, swallowing hard. "He just has too."

We stood there for what felt like hours, just holding one another. Most guys, us included tend to hide our feelings. Crying is a sign of weakness and that's something we didn't want to be. Weak. But, this was all too much for any of us to handle and we're only human. 

I felt bad for Chris. He was one of the strongest guys I knew and I could tell this was killing him. He always told people he would protect us until the day he died, and I'm sure he felt as though he had let us down. 

I glanced at the bed and could barely see Josh's finger moving. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked at Chris. "He just moved his finger!" I shouted, moving over to him once more. 

I smiled and took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze "Come on, baby. Open your eyes" I begged him. 

Chris opened the door and hurried out to grab a nurse or doctor. 

A few seconds later, Josh's eyes opened and he looked around the room.

"Hey gorgeous" I said, tears streaming down my cheeks. 

He looked a bit confused, but I chalked it up to him not knowing where he was at the moment. 

The nurse came in and smiled as she saw Josh's eyes open, she stepped aside when the doctor came in to check on Josh. 

"Everything is looking good," the doctor started, glancing back at us with a smile "These guys have been here since you came in. They really care about you. Especially this one." He said, pointing back at me. 

Josh raised an eyebrow as he looked at us, stopping on me. "Who are you?" He asked.