Heal my Heart

Chapter 53 - The Return

Grizz walked angrily but mostly very hurt to his first class. He had seen a few New Ham's friends on his way to the classroom and so far, everybody was just acting normal. They only sent him nervous questioning looks when they saw him but never actually bothered approaching.

Luke's outburst had really sent him on edge. He felt like even a little flink on the nose could bring tears to his eyes. He was deeply in his thoughts when he collided with someone, strongly enough to make him loose his balance. He fell to the ground and felt his head hitting the floor pretty hard.

"Ouch !" he moaned, trying to stand up again, a hand on his hurting head. But he felt really light-headed and was struggling by himself.

"Grizz ?! I'm so sorry, are you okay, did I hurt you ?"

He recognized the whispering voice and looked up to see him better.

"S..Sam ? What are you doing here...?" he blushed, looking at his lover and thinking about what Luke had told him before regarding their relationship.

"Well, I'm just going to my first class..." Sam answered with a little smile, helping Grizz on his feet.

"Oh, yeah, of course..." he said, nervously.

"Are you okay, Grizz ? You look really pale, I hope I didnt hurt you..." Sam added.

Sam's voice was resonating in Grizz's skull, his head pounding more and more with all the noise and people around them.

"I haven't been feeling really well since this morning..." he confessed, being used to always tell him the truth about his health condition.

"I'm taking you to the infirmary." Sam said with determination, grabbing his arm gently and leading him down the halls.

"You...You don't have to do that for me, Sam. I'll be fine, just need to lay down for a bit."

"I'm coming with you to the nurse office, Grizz. There's no point in arguing." he answered firmly.

Grizz was amused by his lover's behavior. This felt so...normal. Sam had this habit of taking really good care of him whenever he felt unwell or down. He always made it his top priority to make sure he never exhausted himself or understated his condition.

When they arrived at the sickbay, Sam helped him get out of his coat and made him lay down on a free bed.

"Have you been taking your medication ?" Sam asked him while putting his bag down.

"You're delusional, Grizz. But it's fine, it's not your first episode, you're gonna be alright. The doctors said you have a derealization syndrome. Just drink this and then we'll talk calmly." his mother's words came back to his mind.

"Wh..what medication...?" he asked nervously, looking at Sam as if he had asked him something really awful.

"Your heart medication, Grizz, what else ? Are you sure you're okay...?" asked worriedly.

"I...huh...sorry, I just had a really tough morning..." he said apologetically. He shook his head, trying to put sense in his scattered thoughts.

"Wanna talk about it ?" Sam knew he was maybe pushing his luck a bit, but he couldn't just ignore his lover just because they argued the morning before.

"I...I don't know, Sam..." Grizz said, looking the other way.

Sam was a little bit disappointed.

"Look, if it's because of what happened with Nathan, I'm really sorry and..."

"It's not." Grizz retorted, looking straight in his boyfriend's blue eyes.