Fear Itself [ A Shoey Fanfic ]

A/N: This will be another Joey P.O.V since Shane is sedated ;)

|| Joey's P.O.V ||

"what do you mean you're losing him?!"
i cried out, still sleepy.

"his heart rate is dangerously slow. we'll take care of it but sir i am going to have to ask you t-"

i cut him off sharply.

"no. Shane is my bo-" I corrected myself "best friend. i won't leave him here!"

and with that, the doctor pushed me out into the dark, cold, bland hallway.

i itched my arm, still wearing the same "nerd" shirt from two days ago. i shivered and grabbed my elbows. i pushed the elevator button to walk in. i pushed the first floor button, i should get something to eat.

i walked into the hospital cafeteria, i inhaled the smell of old vinegar. ew.
i walked over the the buffet. in silver tins and on white plastic bowls and plates i examined the options: there was a old sandwich, ripe enough strawberries, a new BLT, chicken that looked clean enough, and then frozen vegetables.

i quickly snatched up the chicken and strawberries. i muttered quietly to myself as i sat down at a red rounded table.
"wow. for a hospital they don't exactly care about their food."

i took a small bite of my food and then grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. i think im going to be here for awhile. i quickly wrote down:

Things You Need:
Food: Eat @ Cafeteria in Hospital
Thirsty: Bring Bottle With You
Cold: Supply Your Own Blanket
Excersize: A Few Jogs Around The Block, Not Too Far Away.

i put the pen down and leaned back in the chair. i sat up and saw a man, not much older than me staring at me. i kind of looked around and noticed a painting on the wall.

a man. holding a child. almost like cubism. strange.
i put my hands in my palms. i was exhausted.

i shook awake. the sun was setting. had i fallen asleep? i shook myself awake. i could tell i had black circles around my eyes. i hadn't slept all night. i was too worried about Shane.

i stood up and got into the elevator, going up to his floor. i paced around the door for awhile. i determined whether i should go in or not. i pressed my ear against the cold metallic doorway and i heard silence. no muffling of doctors or equipment banging around.

it became dark before i could make up my mind. i took a deep breathe before i entered the room. there lay Shane. curled up in a small ball shivering. i looked at the heart rate monitor above his bed. his heart seemed slow, but better than before. i pulled the blanket up over him more and layed down on the uncomfortable seat by the window.

the whole night i thought and thought.

will shane live...?