Losing Grip (#Wattys2015)

Chapter 5~ Alone

An Hour later Jeremy Clarkson and James May showed up. I looked into James’ blue eyes and smiled. I fucking love his eyes. But not as much as I love Richards. Jeremy walked over and put his hands on my shoulders. “Where is he?” He let go of me and I walked them down to Richards’s room. I opened the door and saw that he was stitched up and the blood was all cleaned away. He had a breathing machine hooked into his nose and an IV in his arm. He didn’t look as bad as he did before. James and Jeremy walked over to him. I looked out the window and watched as the moon peaked over a building. “Shit.” I gasped forgetting about Mindy. James and Jeremy looked at me and I gulped. I’m in a room with my three favorite people in the world. What do I do now? “Umm...  sorry I’m just…. Never mind” Richard stirred and moaned. I gasped and ran to his side. He opened his eyes. His beautiful eyes that I always compared to melted globs of chocolate were red and full of dirt. I grabbed a tissue and wetted it. I cleaned the crap out of his eyes and he smiled at me. “Hi” I said hoarsely. Richards nurse *her name was Rose* walked into the room and sat his bed up. She took the breathing tube out of his nose and he took a huge breath. “That is so much better” He said. His voice was so scratchy and rough. His nurse grabbed him a cup of water and Richard had two glasses full. He finally had himself all sorted out and asked “What the hell happened and where the hell is my family?” James spoke “We don’t believe Mindy knows anything other than someone else had your phone and you may be severely injured.” James looked right over at me and I blushed. I grabbed his phone and dialed up Mindy’s number. ‘Don’t do that. Hang that up’ Richard said. I hung up on the third ring and Richard sighed. “Don’t need her worrying about me anymore than she already does. I’m not in a coma. I’m awake and alive. She’ll be fine.” Richard looked up at the ceiling for a moment then looked at Jeremy and James. “What’s up with you boys then?” “Nothing” James said “A bit hung-over” Jeremy replied rubbing his face. Richard did that cute little smirk he does and asked for his clothes. He went to get dressed and Jeremy and James announced they had to leave. I was left in Richards’s hospital room by myself. He was halfway naked in the bathroom and I was in his room. Alone, with Richard Hammond. I walked over to his bed and picked up his ripped jeans. I took an  orange pill bottle out of the pocket and read the name of the drug ‘Carvedilol 3.125 MG. Take 1 tablet by mouth twice daily with meals’ I dropped the bottle and gasped. This medicine was for the heart. Richard has heart problems? Just then he emerged from the bathroom with wet hair and a fresh pair of clothes. I smiled at him and he smiled back. ‘Alone’ echoed through my head as he approached.