Somebody to You

Ch. 33

Nick

My head was killing me as I opened my eyes & looked around the room I was in. I wasn't sure why I was in a hospital, but I knew I was, by looking at the surroundings. I noticed Joe sitting in a chair, looking at his phone to the right of my bed. I moved my hand to come up to my head since it felt funny & I felt a bandage of some sort wrapped around it. Joe's head moved to look at me & his eyes got wide as he stood up, slowly.

"Bro! You're awake. Thank God." He came to my bed side & that's when I noticed he was hunched a little & he had two black eyes & a cut above his eye.

"You look like shit, little brother." I said, smirking at him. "What the hell happened to you?"

"You don't remember?" Joe asked. Just then, Chloe came in the room, carrying two cups of coffee.

"Nick." She said in an breathy, relieved tone as she walked to Joe & handed him a cup. She took her place on the other side of the bed. "I'm so glad you're awake."

"What the hell happened? How long was I asleep?" I asked.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Joe asked, furrowing his eyebrows together.

I thought for a second. "I was in the ring with Cub Swanson & I remember the pain." I watched Joe give Chloe a look & it confused me. "What?" I asked, looking back & forth between them.

"You don't remember me & you getting jumped last week in the parking lot of the gym?" Joe asked, seeming concerned.

"No. We got jumped? Shit. I guess that explains the way you look & the pain in my head." I said, taking a deep breath & looking around. I wanted some water, because my mouth was extremely dry.

"Yea, you were hit with a metal bar of some kind. I was, too, but you were hit harder I guess. You had to have surgery because you had some bleeding on your brain. You've been unconscious for five days, man." Joe answered me. "And they still have no idea who did this to us. Cops think there were two assailants, but I only remember one." Joe shrugged.

I saw some cards beside my bed & one caught my eye. I picked it up & read it. The front said "Get well soon," written by a small child. I opened it up & read the inside & I was baffled. "Miss you, Uncle Nicky. Love, Damon." I looked up at Chloe, then Joe, both of them smiling at me. "Who's Damon? And why is he calling me Uncle Nicky?"

Joe looked at Chloe again with that same expression as before. Concern. "You don't remember Damon?" Joe asked in a quiet voice, sounding a little sad, if I was being honest. I shook my head, impatiently. "That's my son."

I laughed out loud, then grabbed my head because my head hurt more from the laughter. "Good one, Joe. Seriously, who's Damon?"

"I am serious. He's my son." Joe said in a serious tone.

I stared at him, then looked at Chloe, who was looking at me with sad & scared eyes. "What are you talking about? You don't have a son." Jesus Christ. How long was I fucking unconscious?

"The girl from Mexico? Demi? You remember her?" Joe asked, cautiously.

I looked at him with confusion. "I never met her, remember? I remember you being hung up on her, though. What does she have to do with this alleged son?" I let out a chuckle.

"She got pregnant that night in Mexico. You have to remember Demi, Nick." Joe said, sounding annoyed now.

I shook my head & was about to say something when the door opened & a pretty nurse, with reddish brown hair, came in. She saw me & her eyes grew wide. "Nick." She whispered, a soft smile on her face. She was pretty hot, so I got excited that she was my nurse.