The Consequence of a Dream

Ch. 28

Phoenix's pov

I wake up in Demi's arms and in a great amount of pain. I look up at her to see her still asleep and I bit my lip not having it in me to wake her up. She's stayed awake so much in the hospital with me. She needs to sleep. I've prevented her from sleeping.

As I feel my pain come on a large wave, I can't help but let my eyes water and lip to quiver. Everything hurts so much.

In a result of my pain, my body begins to shake and that's when Demi wakes up, "I'm sorry."

"Nix, it's ok sweetheart. You don't have to be sorry. I'm here for you ok. I'm not upset." She says.

"I woke you up." I say.

"Yes, and I'm glad you did. I don't want you to be awake and in pain all by yourself." She says.

I don't feel better about it. She needs sleep, I've been preventing her sleep this whole time. If I wouldn't have been shaking, she'd have been asleep still. If I can't sleep, I still want her to.

Her head turns to the small alarm clock on my nightstand, "it's 7 in the morning, are you hungry?" She asks.

The answer is yes, but I don't want to move. It's going to hurt so much to do that.

"No." I lie.

"I need you to eat sweetheart. I let you slide yesterday. But I need you to eat today Nix." Demi says.

"Ok, I will." I say.

"I don't want to move you, so I want you to stay in the bed. I'll go make you breakfast and bring it to you." She says.

I shake my head not wanting her to leave me. I don't like that idea. I don't want to be alone.

"What part do you not like?" She asks.

"I don't want to be left alone."

"Do you want me to carry you to the couch?" She asks.

Despite knowing it's going to be painful, I nod. I want to be by her. I don't want to be alone.

She carefully slips out beneath me and walks around the bed to me, "I hate to do this Phoenix." She sighs.

"It's ok."

She picks me up as gently as she can and the pain just intensifies all over my body. I bite my lip to keep from crying or screaming as she carries me to the living room. She sets me on the couch as carefully as she possibly can.

"I'm going to give you some Advil. I know you say it's not going to do anything, but I want to try." She says.

I give a small nod as she grabs the blanket off the top of the couch. She covers me with the blanket and frowns as she looks at me, "I'm gonna get you some Advil." She says.

I give a small nod and watch her walk to the kitchen. She goes to a small cabinet in the kitchen and grabs a blue and white bottle of pills. She puts a couple in her hand before putting back up. I see her walk to the fridge and get a bottle of water before walking back to me.

She puts the pills on my hand and opens the water for me and I wash the pills down quickly with a small sip of water.

"I'll set it by the couch in case you need more water." She says.

"Ok."

I watch her walk to the kitchen and grab a pan before setting it on the stove and putting butter into it, "Are you ok with pancakes?" She asks.

"Yes." I say.

I'm ok with anything if I'm honest. I'm hungry and I'll eat anything at this point. I've never been a picky eater, it's hard to be when your dad would purposely starve you. If you were that hungry, you'd eat whatever he put in front of you too.