H20Vanoss: Can Anybody Hear Me!

Part 3

I sat up and face palmed my forehead because yet again I was not in my body. The doctor entered the room checking my pulse, doing whatever he needed to see if I am still alright and talking to a nurse that had entered beside him.
D: the poor guy is gonna be in a ton of pain until his body is less flat.
What do you mean?! How long will I be in pain? How long will I be here? HELLO!
N: I guess that you can say that he is a hero. I mean he took the crash head on saving more lives from possible death and injury and he did jump in front of his boyfriend turning him into the pancake he is.
Hey, I’m not a pancake! I look just a bit squashed but... wait a minute... shouldn’t that have been fixed? Like surgery?
D: his surgery can’t happen until he tells us it’s ok. No permission. No surgery.
That answers my question. Hello. Can you hear me!?
With the end of their brigade of checks they left their room. The nurse looking back giving a small sad look before exiting. I decided to see if I can actually leave the room.
Walking out I gave a laugh as I left the room following the nurse with the sad look. She pulled out a picture of a teenage girl and sighed speaking to another nurse who’s response I paid no attention to.
“My daughter is gonna be so sad he dies. She loves his videos. It really sucks that he is still in real big danger of dying even after we all know that he is stable.”
I can still die?! Ma’am. Ma’am please. Tell me what you mean I could still die?
I walked away feeling numb I didn’t want to think of it anymore. With a sigh I walked back toward my room and sat down on the bed. I let the memory of my still possibly imminent death.
I laid down into my broken form. Everything considering death irradiated from my mind.
I woke up and blinked the pain immense yet again. With a groan I signified my consciousness waking Jonathan beside me.
My breathing again was rough because my crushed body gave way to pain so bad that it hitched my breathing.
Jonathan turned toward me and gave a smile, gently leaning down and kissing me on the forehead. It hurt but still felt nice. The nurse from earlier walked back in and gave me a pain killer to allow me some breathing room. The mask didn’t help at all because it was pain that caused my lack of breath.
As it washed over I gave a sigh of relief being again able to speak.
V: tell the doctor I give my permission for the surgery of my chest.
N: sir how did you know that?
V: I heard you speak of it. *remembers the teenage daughter but not the death* oh and ma’am can you hand me a paper?
She passes over a small piece of paper and a pen.
V: what’s the name of your daughter?
N: Casey? How did you know?
V: I heard you say she was a fan... and I sometimes leave my body but no one sees or hears me.
The last part was shrugged off. No one seemed to care much about that. Though I did receive a concerned look from Delirious that lasted a moment. With a flourish I wrote on the paper quickly.
“Dear Casey,
Live life to the fullest. Be happy and kind to yourself and others.
Vanoss Gaming.”
With a flush she left the room. This left me and Delirious to be left alone.
He moved to look me in the eyes the look told me everything I needed to know. I explained everything that had happened. Me noting being able to speak to them when I left my body but them being unable to hear me.
He looked again at me and just gave me a gentle hug. With a suddenness he moved up and connected our lips. It was deepened when I gave a grunt when he moved slightly away. I loved this moment. I loved him. I hummed a happy little tune as we just continued our long passionate kiss.
Though I could hardly move an inch I made known that I wanted to just stay there forever though just... not in this state.
We pulled away grinning in delight and just looking stupid with this silly little look on our faces.
Nogla and Mini walked in looking tired and not a cheerful as usual. They brightened swiftly though when seeing me and Delirious side by side.
Nogla began to speak. His thick Irish accent making it easy to guess where he came from.
N: how have you been holding up?
V: good. How’s the guys and the 3 of you?
N: they're tired and all staying at Basicallys place. They all worry about you. I’m fine though I am worried as well.
M: worried, tired etc but I’m feeling good enough to visit.
D: cant say I’m tired. I slept for a while. Though I’m relived the pain medication is working. Hopefully with the now upcoming surgery it will relieve some of your pain.
I loved how the guys cared so much. Though I didn’t want them to worry about me. With a question quick flash of my teeth I watched as the guys plop down beside me.
We talked for hours catching up on what was going on. Nogla said Joe (of course his dog came to America for Noglas long trip) was doing good. He learned how to sit recently. I laughed openly as they said Marcel was abstaining from swearing until I was out of the hospital. Tyler was unusually quiet and Moo took over as clown for Wildcat. Brian acted the same though which was normal.
A few nurses came in kicking everybody including Jonathan out saying it was time for my prep for surgery which would take place in 20 minutes. I objected to Johnathan leaving the room and he did so as well. The nurses though insisted that he had no choice. With a grumble he left the room.
I watched as the nurses took all of the clothing I had off and leaving only my boxers. They placed a blanket over me and ordered me not to move as a sedative was gives to me.
In mere seconds darkness engulfed me.