Jachery cuddles (Completed)

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Zach

I see Jack wake up. He immediatly looks at my sleeping body in hopes I'll wake up out of this stupid coma. I hate it although I do like to help people out. But I want to be able to hug my boyfriend, to kiss him, to love him, to hold him. I now understand what he meant by not wanting us to worry about him all the time.

I sigh and decide to walk around the hospital. I walk out of the room and down to the part that people get rushed in. I sit in a chair and wait for the next person to come. The last person I met was a man. He died though. He had a heart attack and didn't make it. He was a father to one and an older sibling to three.

I heard the doors being bust open. I looked over and seen a little boy. He looked to be about four years old. he had long light brown hair and was very skinny. He was badly bruised. and bleeding. His arm wasn't in the right place its supposed to be. they were pumping air into his tiny body. I seen him come out of his body. He looked at his body confused.

"don't know his name or his age A teen just found him in a ditch on the side of the road he said his name was Eben but doesn't know the kid!" A doctor yelled. My eyes widened. This poor child.

"hey kid" I called he looked around and his pretty blue grey and brown eyes land on me. He hesitantly walked over. "you know happened?" I asked. He nodded and sat in the seat next to me. "wanna tell me what happened?" He shrugged.

I sighed. I watched as the doctors were still putting air into the small body. the machine was beeping again. I looked at the boy again. He was emotionless. He didn't have a single emotion on his face. He watched the doctors snap his arm back in place. A doctor put a sock thing on his arm then put on a blue cast.

The doctors then put a breathing tube down his throat and checked his head. they wrapped a bandage around his head after washing the blood out of his hair. What the hell happened to this kid? They stripped him from his worn clothing except his loose boxers.

the doctors wiped any access blood from his body and stitched up a cut on his stomach. they fixed everything on him then put him in a stupid hospital gown and moved the bed out of that room. "come on lets see where they're taking you" he just nodded. I picked him up and he flinched. Was he abused?

I follow the doctors while rubbing the boys back. he laid his head on my shoulder and fell asleep. Does he not talk? Is that why He wont answer me? I sat down in one of the chairs in the room and rubbed the boys cheek. I held him like a newborn. He's really small and skinny for his age. I looked at the bed and seen his body looking tiny in the bed.

He moved in my lap and I looked back down at him. he had tears coming out of his eyes. I moved him so hes straddling me and his arms around my neck face buried in my neck. I rubbed his back and kissed behind his ear.

"Hey its okay i promise" He didn't do anything except cry in my neck.