Makin' deals with the devil// sequel to him a jachary fanfic

T h i r t e e n

We're in the ambulance, Zach isn't doing good. He said he couldn't feel his fingers and then he lost consciousness. Christina's in here with me. She keeps saying everything will be alright but I can hear the uncertainty in her voice. I can't lose Zach. Not now, not ever. I already lost him. Why does this world keep trying to take away the things I love? There's so many things swirling in my head and I can't handle it. I'm freaking out. Hey! Who turned the lights off? I need to keep and eye on Zach and see if he's surviving.

Two hours later

Okay, it's been two hours. Shouldn't they have turned the lights on and shouldn't we be at the hospital by now?

"Mr. Avery? Are you awake?"

Am I awake? What is this woman talking about? I've been awake this whole time! Why can't I talk? At least I got my sight back.

"I can see his eyes are responding to the light but he is having trouble speaking." She said to another guy while shining the light in my eyes.

Can this bitch back off? I'm perfectly fine.

"What's his case?" The guy asked

No case! I have no case! Except for the fact that my husband is out there somewhere in worse condition than me. Go! Help! Him!

"Head trauma. His husband Zachary Avery hyperventilated and it was too much for Mr. Jack Avery. He fainted and smashed his head against the ground."

What? The fuck? I never fainted. These people need to get their shit straight.

"Okay, I see." Then he turned to me. "Mr. Avery I know you can't speak to me but you can hear me. I'm going to take you to get a cat scan."

Even if I did have a problem- which I don't- they should've done a cat scan sooner. I'm not a doctor and I know that.

"Z-zach." I croaked.

"Mr. Avery, I don't think it's in your best interest to try and talk. You need rest to heal up. Trying to talk will make you stressed and hurt you even more."

Listen you ass I need my husband. Now!

"I n-need Zach. Is h-he okay?"

"Sir, that's classified information-"

ThAtS cLaSsIfIeD iNfOrMaTiOn. Who does this bitch think he is. That's it.

"- he is my fucking husband. Tell me if he's okay!"

"Mr. Avery, he's stable. But you need a scan, you may have internal bleeding in your brain."

"No no no, I don't need no sCaN. I need my husband! Don't you think I'd know if my brain was BLEEDING.  Just let me see Zach. Now!"

"Doctor, It's his decision. Just let the guy see his husband. He has a point."

Wow, she isn't as stupid as I thought she was.

"Thank you!"

"Fine. Mr. Avery you can see Zach."

I tried getting up and I almost fell over.

"Hey! You idiot. Get me that wheelchair."

"Language, Mr. Avery."

"Yeah yeah, just get me the wheelchair."

Zach

Beep. Beep.

Where am I? Wait, don't even ask that. I remember. Jack? Jack!

"Jack!?"

"Shh baby I'm right here." Jack whispered beside me.

"How long have I been out for?"

"About three hours."

"Am I okay?"

"Yes, thank god."

"Why do you have a hospital bracelet on?"

"So many questions," he chuckled, "but, I fainted on the ambulance and hit my head."

I instantly shot up probably giving myself whiplash by how fast I did it.

"Are you okay? Oh my god jack."

"Yes, babe. I'm fine. Now calm down."

"We're really married now."

"We are, Mr. Zachary Dean Avery."

"Oh, stop." I blushed.

"I just want to love you right now." He whined.

"What kind of love?"

"Honeymoon love." He winked.

"Eww you perv!"

"I'm kidding! I just want to cuddle with you and shower you with kisses."

"Do it then!"

"But I don't want to hurt you. You're so fragile right now."

This bitch is gonna make me cry. He's never this nice.

"I don't care, I need cuddles and kisses. It'll make me feel better."

"I can't pass up an offer like that."

I slid my ass over so Jack could cuddle me. He is so damn cute. It was only the two of us anyway. Chrissy went home because Corbyn caught the stove on fire trying to make kraft dinner.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling him closer to me. He started kissing my forehead, the tip of my nose, my cheeks, my temples, then my lips. After getting bored of that he moved to my neck. I tried not to let a moan out while he was attacking my sweet spot, but I couldn't. AND OF FUCKING COURSE AS SOON AS I MOANED THE RETARDED DOCTOR CAME IN.

"Oh! I'm sorry, was I interrupting anything?"

WaS i InTeRrUpTiNg AnYtHiNg!? yes bitch you were.

"Yes, me and my husband just got married and I wanted to treat him the way his fragile ass deserves. Do you have a problem? Cause you can kiss my as-"

"Babe! Calm yourself. I'm sorry ma'am. Jack here just loves me."

"No pda allowed here, guys."

"You're only saying that cause we're gay. You homophobic bitch!"

Damn jack. Calm yourself.

Wanna know what the lil' bitch did next?

She grabbed her fucking walkie-talkie and called for security. Imma curse this bitch to hell. She can't call security on us just because she has a problem with the way we're living.

I tightened my grip on Jack because knowing him he would probably try to take on the security guards and get himself killed.

"Jacky, calm down. They can't do shit to us just because we're gay."

"No! I'm done. I'm done hiding from who we really are just for these sick morons. We love each other, so what? It's not like two guys loving each other is poisonous. It's perfectly normal and I'm sick of people treating us like we're aliens for loving each other. Because we're not. We're just the same as everybody else."

"Let's put an end to this right here and right now."

Jack was up to something. I just don't know what yet.

P.s the nurse that comes in on him moaning was a different nurse!