My Only Insanity *Shoey Fan fiction*

Chapter 5: Breakfast gone bad

{Joeys Pov}

We arrived to the cafeteria. Some people were freaking out, as per usual, and some of them were mute, and some of them walked around like they owned the place.

But that doesn't matter to me.

The only thing that matters is what Shane was about to say.

Was he gonna say he loved me?

I think I love him.

But love is a big word for someone you met yesterday.

Maybe that's normal.

I wonder what being loved feels like.

I watched as the rain poured outside of the big windows in the cafeteria, only making me want to run outside and dance in them.

Shane sat down next to me at the same table we sat down yesterday.

I felt the tube that was in my nose, and I felt the small vibrations coming from it whenever straight calories rushed through it and down my throat.

Shane: Joey? Are you okay?

Joey: Mmmhhmmm.

I nodded with it.

Shane rolled his eyes.

Shane: I declare bullshit. What's going on? Why are you upset?

Joey: I'm already tired of this place, and I have been here for a day and a night.

Shane: You'll get used to it. I know I
had to.

Joey: But what about when I leave? I'll have to start my life again. I'll probably have to move back in my parents house all the way in stinky boston, I'll have to find another crappy job-

Shane: I wouldn't let that happen.

Shane persuaded.

Joey: And how?

Shane: I own a home and I have a job.

I looked at him confused.

Shane: My mom died a couple months before I came here, and she had the house paid off. Me being an only child, got the house. I also have my own car. I have a job because I'm actually pretty smart, and I worked in a company. They have a temp there for now working temporarily for me until they finally release me from this place. But in order for them to do that, they have to see signs that I have improved. And I don't know when that'll be.

I shook my head.

Joey: I don't wanna mooch off of you as soon as we get out.

I said, toying at the slop on the tray in front of me, that was suppose to be an excuse for oatmeal.

Shane leaned back in his chair.

Shane: It wouldn't be mooching if...

Joey: If what?

Shane: If we were a-

Shane was cut off by falling back on the
Hard wood floor. Nurses came to his assistance in a flash.

He argued with them as they tried to help him up saying stuff like 'I'm fine' and 'I'm a grown man'.

He fixed his chair and sat back up in it, and the nurses scattered away.

Joey: If what?

Shane fixed his hair and took a bite out of the apple on his tray.

Shane: Never mind.

I dropped the subject. And picked up another one.

Joey: What were you going to say to me back in our room?

Shane looked down at the floor.

Shane: um, when?

He asked, as if he didn't know what I was talking about. I rolled my eyes slightly and picked up his chin with my thumb underneath his chin and my index finger lying on top of it.

Joey: When we were on the floor, before Dan interrupted us.

Shane looked into the palm of his hands quickly and back up, to my tray.

Shane: You gotta eat something.

He insisted, taking a spork full of eggs and bringing it close to my mouth.

Joey: Uh-uh. Not this time-

He cut me off much like yesterday, by putting the spork in my mouth as I was talking, as if I was a child. But this time, I unhappily chewed and swallowed it.

Joey: Happy? Now stop changing the subject!

Shane got up from the table.

Shane: You know? I think I'm gonna head back to the room. Have fun.

Shanes sudden mood change confused me, and saddened me as he threw away his tray and went over to Phil to ask him to escort him back to our room. Which is something I learned we have to do, because we cant go anywhere by ourselves unless it's to the bathroom, which is connected to our rooms.

I watched as he walked out the door, and put my head in my hand. Dan walked over to me and sat where Shane had been sitting.

Dan: Now you gotta eat something, you're here to get better.

I just shook my head and denied every food he offered me. He finally gave up and escorted me back to my room. Which was good, because I wanted to talk to Shane about what the hell just happened, and why he left me.

{Sorry it's another short chapter I just thought this was a good stopping point.}