My Only Insanity *Shoey Fan fiction*

Chapter 3: Rest time and dinner.

{Joeys Pov}

A nurse came in and had to dress me. Considering he was an attractive male, it was kinda embarrassing not being one myself. He had a cute baby like appearance.

Nurse: I'm Dan, I'll be your nurse by the way.

He said in a British accent.

Joey: A male nurse?

I joked to him, and he laughed.

Dan: Yes, now let's get you into bed.

He helped me walk out of the bathroom, and I saw Shane already in his bed, listening to his iPod again. Dan looked at Shane and rolled his eyes. He gently set me in my bed an pulled my covers over me.

Dan: If you need help with anything, just press your button.

A button on a wire hung from the ceiling.

Joey: Okay.

Dan left and Shane tore out his earphones from his ears.

Shane: God I hate that guy. I'd hate to be you.

Joey: Why? He seems nice enough.

Shane: He's just so... Ergh. He has this baby factor that makes me wanna rip my head off. He flirts with you and it's just-

Joey: What's wrong if he's a little flirty with me?

Shane looked down at his white bed sheets.

Shane: Nothing. Just. Ugh. I'm going to sleep. They will wake us up in two hours for dinner.

Shane threw his covers over his head and curled up in a ball underneath them.

I did the same with my own white covers. But I couldn't fall asleep. As much as I tried, I just wanted to exercise or something. Something to help with the fat on me. But I couldn't. I couldn't get up and exercise, I could barely walk on my own.

I tossed and turned under my covers. Shane must've noticed.

Shane: Joey? Are you okay?

I peaked my eyes from under my covers and saw him sitting up in his own bed across the room.

Joey: No. I cant sleep.

Shane thought for a moment.

Shane: Want to sleep in my bed?

Joey: Would we get in trouble?

Shane: No, we'll be okay. I'm just comforting you.

Shane got up and walked to my bed. He helped me up and carried me in his arms to his bed. He gently laid me down and walked to the other side, squeezed in beside me on the twin sized bed.

Joey: I might fall off.

I laughed, being a couple inches from the edge.

Shane: It's okay. I won't let you.

He wrapped his arms around me, and I felt a since of calmness and comfort surround me when I was wrapped in his arms.

I quickly fell asleep in his arms, and he fell asleep as well.

{ 1 hour and 30 minutes later}

{Joeys Pov still}

We were awoken by the room light flicking on.

Dan: Shane Lee Yaw/Dawson, are you crazy?!!

Shane rolled over nonchalantly to face Dan, standing by the foot of the bed.

Shane: I don't know. I'm in a mental hospital. You tell me.

Dan rolled his eyes at him and pulled me away from Shanes arms gently.

Dan: If you didn't notice, Joeys body is extremely fragile! He could get way easily hurt than you! If he had fallen off the bed just imagine-

Shane: I wasn't going to let him fall.

Joey: He was comforting me. I couldn't sleep.

Dan: You two are lucky I don't report this!

Joey: And what would you report? We are sleeping in the same bed? Where is the crime?

Dan flustered and sat me in my wheel chair.

Dan: Phil is sick today, so I'm in charge of both of you. Shane, we have to go eat dinner.

Shane groaned and got up. The whole time I was in his arms I didn't even notice he was only in his boxers and pajama pants. He was built. He threw on a 'Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles' shirt and started to walk down the long hallway to the dining room beside Dan, Dan pushing me in my wheel chair.

Dan: Could you not dress nicer?

Shane: Joeys in his pajamas too.

Dan: That's because I didn't have time to dress him.

Shane: Then I didn't have time to get dressed. Besides, who am I trying to impress? The president?

Dan rolled his eyes and pushed me to a currently empty table.

Shane went to go grab a tray of food.

Dan: What do you want to eat?

Joey: I'll get my own stuff later. Don't worry about me.

Dan rolled his eyes.

Dan: Tell me what you want or I'm just going to have to increase your calorie intake on your tube and you'll just absorb it.

I crossed my boney arms.

Joey: You cant force me to eat! I don't want to! I'm fat!

Shane sat down in a empty chair beside me with two trays.

Dan: Listen here-

Shane: Hey, can you just let me take care of Joey?

Dan: You know what? Sure! Since when did the caretakers have any power?

Dan stormed away to a table where nurses sat at.

Shane: Okay, open wide. Here comes the train...

Shane said, getting macaroni on his spork.

Joey: No way-

Shane slid the spork into my mouth while I was talking. I spit it out on the table.

Joey: Are you crazy??

Shane: It's really ironic everyone keeps asking me that.

Joey: I'm not eatting macaroni. That stuff has more calories than anything.

Shane: What about some jello? Or pork?

Joey: No way.

Shane: Eat something. Please.

Joey: No! I'm fat!

Shane: Fine. But when you have bad dreams tonight, don't crawl into my bed.

I whined at this quietly.

Joey: Fine! I don't need you!

Shane raised his eyebrow at this and began to stand up as if he was leaving.

I wrapped my legs around his quickly.

Joey: Don't go!

Shane smiled and sat down again.

Shane: Eat something, please?

I agreed and let him feed me apple sauce and half a pork chop.

Joey: That's all I can eat.

Shane: Okay, if you say so.

Shane finished eatting and talking to me. He pushed me back to our room around 8:30pm, where we stayed up talking about ourselves until 11pm, where 'lights out'.

As son as Dan surely left and
Locked the door behind him ( Which all nurses did to make sure we didn't escape in the night) Shane carried me to his bed, as I requested, wrapped me in his arms again and we both fell asleep peacefully.