Misunderstanding

Chapter 8

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There was an awkward silence between the American and the Canadian. The grimaces of pain that would randomly appear on Zach's face killed Liam. He tried to put his hand on Zach's arm but as reflex he would violently flinch away (the doctors suspected that he had PSTD, they were right), only causing him to cry out in pain and arch his back. It hurt to watch it happen. "Zach?" Liam asked, "How much do you remember?". He turned his head away from Liam and whispered "All of it."

*COUGH, COUGH* Aggressive, bloody coughs erupted from Zach's mouth into the already blood filled towel the nurses set aside for him. It bothered Liam that he showed no emotion (well, besides pain) when anything happened, just a blank, cloudy stare at the ceiling. "Please talk to me, Zach," he begged " I'm sorry. I was stupid to have said all those things, I didn't mean any of it! I love you..." They stared into each other's eyes for what felt like centuries, until Zach said "How do I know your not saying that. Nothing will ever be the same, ever. We can never talk to each other the same, or joke, or anything." Hurt was evident in his eyes..

"I-I uh, I don't, ugh, I don't know." Was all he could get out "Do you?" Asked Zach. "Do I what?" Liam questioned "Do you love me?"

"I do."