Chapter 2

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Leo Licious's POV:

   My eyes open calmly but yet frantically as this was not the environment I had been in before I guess blacking out. The bright light beams down and paints my vision with the view of Josh, a java Shaker who has had it rough since he was born. Josh couldn't even begin to tell you what a perfect life is, but he sure as hell wouldn't wish his life upon those who are at least living.

"You're awake..." His soft and deep voice fills my ears as my eyes meet his a few feet away from the hospital bed. The silence gets thick in the room as I swing my legs to one side of the bed and raise myself up to sit.

"Heh yeah... But uh... How the fuck did I even get here in the first place?" The words almost fly out of my mouth in a song of worry and confusion. Josh's eyes change the direction of his stare to my bloody muscle tee laid out on the medical tray. I begin to see tears develop in his cool blue eyes.

"Woah woah woah. Shhhh... Look I am ok man. Come her-f-fuck!" Seems like getting up on my feet was a horrible idea because a excruciating pain flows through me. I nearly drop to my knees and Josh gasps for what seems like a second before catching me in his warm embrace. Great now I've done it. I think as he helps me back to the bed while just about choking on his own damn tears. His mouth opens quickly after I sit back down

"God dammit Leo! Do you even know what the hell happened to you!? Look at yourself for fuck sake!" He takes his glasses off and slams them onto the other empty tray and at this point I have my eyes locked on the floor. I can't even watch him when their's hot tears pouring down his face. But without another word being said I examine the ace bandage wrapped around my lower waist, with a specifically risen spot on my side which I assume is gauze.

"You got fucking stabbed with a foreign objec-!" I interrupt him before he even can finish his sentance.

"NO FUCKING SHIT I GOT STABBED JOSHUA! I WAS THERE YA KNOW! AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS IF IT IS A FUCKING SMOOTH?!" My fists bawl up from the overwhelming frustration. My jaw clenches after I get my point across to him. God please do not let it be a Smooth, if that is the case then this means war. And I know for the fact that the gang would loose their minds if they find out it was Rex and the other idiotic smoothie delinquents of his who did this. He shakes his head and wipes the tears away from his very light brown skin and adjusts his hoodie strings before even looking at me with a hint of seriousness. His voice cracks as he begins speaking somewhat calmly.

"Do you not realize that you are the only person keeping me here on this world? Without you I'd be nothing and nobody. You are the only person who gives a shit about me on this planet. You are the only fucking family I have..." At this point my heart throbs with selfishness and anxiety. My arms open up as he walks over and hugs me. And for some reason my chest becomes tight as I refuse to let go of Josh.

"P-Please don't l-leave me like e-everyone-ne else d-did..." I slowly rise up to eye level with him and nod in silence.

"Ahem." We both turn at the sudden voice in the corner of the hospital room. Oh it's just the doctor. Phew. He glances at the hospital report and smiles as he then clears his throat to say something hopefully relevant.

"You are released, be careful and please do not submerge your stitches in water. I also advise in icing it if it becomes violently swollen." I sigh in relief as he exists the room.

"Let's go home then shall we?..." I speak in a softer tone as Josh nods.

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