I am still in the hospital. Day 3. I wake up with Caitlin still sleeping next to me. I move to kiss her forehead. She smiles in her sleep and snuggles more into me. She saves me from me. She calms me. I just lay there watching her sleeping peacefully until I fall asleep again. I feel a little warmer today but that might be because she is wrapped around me.
I wake up again but this time I am burning, I feel all sweaty. I try to remove the blankets that cover me. But it's hard as Caitlin was wrapped around me. I feel like I'm on fire I feel so hot. I can feel the sweat rolling down my brow. I feel yuck. I wriggle about again but fail again.
"Hey are you alright Jordan?" replied Caitlin.
I am hot really hot. I'm burning. I try to say to her.
She gets up to get off the bed.
"Don't" I squeak out. I try to grab her to stop her from moving.
"I'm only moving so I can move some of those blankets off you. You feel all sweaty". I nodded. I don't think she noticed I just squeaked a word. I still feel awful. My throat is sore burning sore. I don't have the oxygen mask anymore just a tube to the nose which fits around my ears. I feel groggy. I have never been this sick on tour before. I am poorly so poorly. I start coughing again.
"How are you feeling?".
" Aw *cough* full" I squeak again.
Once she removed some of the blankets off me leaving me with one. I threw that one on the floor too. Then I realise I'm still wearing the uniform I was given on Friday night. Caitlin grabs the rucksack that was by the bed as if she knew what I was thinking. I sat up with my legs hanging over the bed looking in the bag. There was clean everything in there from boxers to trackie bottoms to socks. There was also a t-shirt and sweatshirt. Must have been left by Jon.
"Put everything on including the sweatshirt because you have no blankets on your bed now" replied Caitlin as I shiver cos I'm cold again "I'll leave to let you change OK. I want some coffee".
I let her go as I am still wary about intimacy and my body. I watch her go out of the door. Once the door closes behind her I strip off the uniform. I peel off the t-shirt I was wearing. But I got caught up with both tubing of the iv drip and the tube to my nose. I try to swear but nothing comes out. Caitlin is gone and I am stuck. I press the call nurse button on my bed. A nurse comes in soon and sees me in a pickle. I look at her with a plea of help. She removes all the drips to my hand. The paddles to the heart monitor and the tube to nose remained. I felt uncomfortable with her in the room even though she was checking the monitors and not me. I put on both the clean t-shirt and sweatshirt. I cough to allow her to know I'm done. The nurse hooks me back up to the drip. She checks my temperature again. It was 95.5 yesterday. It's 102. They are happy I have a fever now but I'm not. I'm burning up. Once I am sorted she leaves me alone. I finish getting changed into clean clothes and get back in the bed. That took all my energy. I was wiped. Well, I have pneumonia and exhaustion.
Later I smell coffee in my room. I open my eyes and there was a coffee cup on the cabinet next to me. I look over and Caitlin is sat over in the chair. Like Jon did. Oh crap, I remember Jon last said to me.
"You still need your oxygen mask. Cos you're wearing it now. You're coughing and wheezing. Come off it you collapsed due to exhaustion and mild hypothermia. And you got pneumonia because of it. You can't be serious you are going to be there for Tuesday. And you still have no voice Jordan" replied Jon "Why do you have to be so stubborn. It's the reason why you're here now. You were overdoing it then caused exhaustion. Stop trying to prove yourself you're the old you. It will be probably years before your back to your normal self. You had a serious brain injury. You were in a coma for a month, you nearly died twice". Don't fucking remind me I thought. Donnie went to push Jon away. "No D. He needs to hear it, especially when he can't answer back. I am done being the nice brother, oh it's going to be alright J. I'm done. You never be back to where you were before the accident". I was getting worked up. My hands balled up into fists. I know he is speaking the truth but I don't want to hear it "You need to hear it. You have a stress fracture on your leg which is probably worse since you ran on it. You're back on crutches because of it. Sometimes I don't think you think about your actions. You act like a spoilt little brat since the accident. Poor old you. You don't think about how it affects us. It does affect us too you know. We are all in a band. If you don't recover or if you lose your leg. It affects us too. We will have to change everything. I'm done. I'm going". Then he left.
" Jon" I croak.
"He's not here. Just me" she replied "Your voice".
I want to say I'm sorry. No voice again. Typical it's done that.
" He will be back soon".
No, he won't. Anyway, they have gone to Belgium without me. I'm stuck here in the hospital again. I'm getting cold again so I reached down to the floor for a blanket. Caitlin got there first and handed me two and then my cup of coffee. I felt woozy again because I was leaning over the bed. I laid against the pillows as my head was spinning. This is worse than man flu.
"Everything will be alright" replied Caitlin sitting next to me "When will you know you can leave the hospital?" I shrug my shoulders. "Well, I'm here until Wednesday. I will keep you company and more".
Thank you. I love you. I wrote down on my pad. My voice has gone again and I want to be able to tell her that.
Caitlin lays down next to me playing with her phone. She starts taking selfies of us. Hey, I don't look good so I was trying to grab her phone.
" Oh no, you don't. I haven't got any photos of us. I want some. Fun ones. I have the one as I gave you on your birthday but I want funny ones of us goofing". I grabbed her phone and took some. We were having fun laughing and joking. I tried with a sore throat and not able to breathe very well. She started tickling me on my sides. I ended up having a coughing fit which made her stop. I got her back though.
"Jordan. Stop it I'm ticklish. Please stop. Jordan, stop it". I ain't gonna. It's payback for that coughing fit. Her revenge was to kiss me on the lips. Clever. I like her thinking. I kiss her back. I hope no nurse is going to walk in as we are making out. My hands move around her waist while hers are wrapped around my neck playing with my hair. Better check my monitor or they will storm in. Soon as I roll her on her back with me on top. She stops it by pushing my chest so I would move.
" We shouldn't J". I move onto my side and off her. Caitlin moves to sit with her legs hanging over the bed. I look at her quilty, its all my fault she stopped.
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Never Alone(Sequel to Back to Life)
Fanfiction(Completed) Jordan Is now has slowly recovered from the effects of the accident they had on tour last year. If he is really going to recover he will need to find that special someone so Jordan is then never alone.
