Shoey Gets Real

Please No

Shane's POV

Joey must still be unconscious. the fact that he was stabbed scared me to death. I don't need him dead. I need him alive. I am now going to the hospital. I need to see Joey.  I have too. I was on my way then a car hit me. not nearly as bad as the first time. just a few head injury's thus time. I think. I hope. I woke up in the hospital. I need to know if my superluv is ok. I must know.

Shane: Doctor!  Doctor I have a question?

Doctor: What Shane? I was working on a Joey Graceffa.

Shane: that was my question. how is he doing?

Doctor: better then last night.

Shane: what happend last night?

Doctor: What is your relation to him?

Shane: he is my fiance. now what happend?

Doctor: His heart stopped again. he is in real bad shape now I must go.

Shane: I want to see him.

Doctor: Shane that's not a-

Shane: No let me see him.

Doctor: Your head.

he pointed at my head. I felt more blood slowly coming out of my head. I began to cough. then I coughed up blood. he grabed a dish and coughed into there.

Doctor: Shane needs medical attention by someone else. I need to go to Joey.

Shane: Why can't *gasping for air* you help-

Doctor: I am not a neurologist. I work on hearts. not brains.

I nodded. there was too much blood for me to speak. another doctor came in.

Other Doctor: Dr. Smith...Get out. I need to examine the patient.

the original doctor left the room.

Other Doctor: I wish I got to finish your little friend.

he pulled out a knife and stabbed me the same place Joey was stabbed.

Doctor: I heard something from Shane's room......... Get me another doctor!  NOW!

I was back . They didn't know who did this and I can't remember who did this so we were out of luck. there was a window by my bed. I woke up looking out the window. there was a game of football going on. it was 2 vr. 1. therw was just something that I didn't want to watch. I slowly turned my head to the door. it was a glass door. I could see them rolling a cancer patient to radiology, and the doctor pushing her. she was a little girl. at least 3. her mom and dad were nowhere to be found. a tear rolled down my cheek. she reminded me of my mom's sister. she told me my aunt died when I was about 4. I never met her. I wish I did.

Doctor: Shane do you remember anything?

Shane: I only remember that other doctor coming in and telling you to leave. that is all.

Doctor: ok.

Shane: Earlyer, you know how I asked to se Joey? can I now?

Doctor: Ok.

he got me in a wheel chair. he rolled me to where Joey was. when we got there I grabbed his hand. I began to cry.

Joey: Sh-shane?

Shane: I'm here.

Joey: SHANE!

He came up to me a hugged me as hard as possible.

Joey: Why are you in hospital clothes?

Shane: Another accident. i was not the cause. some idiot talking one his phone when driving.

he nodded.

Shane: It was just a concussion. nothing more. but they need to make sure. that is why I am still in the clothes. ok?

he nodded again.

Joey: when can we leave?

i shrugged. I wondered the same thing.

Doctor: In a few days.

*a few days later*

Joey's POV

we are home finally. I want to move though. I was stabbed in that door way. it scared me. to death.