My Only Insanity *Shoey Fan fiction*

Chapter 18: Recovery?

{Shanes Pov}

We arrived back in the room from breakfast, the usual.

Dan: Joey, it's time for you to go to the work out and recovery room. You can start to learn to walk and stand again there.

Joey sighed.

Joey: What if I don't want to get better?

Dan looked around.

Dan: Then you should have whoever signed you in sign you out. But if not, until you are 150 pounds at least, walking and standing on your own normally, and being able to slow jog and do normal things, we cant allow you to leave.

Joey sighed loudly and I helped him into bed, since he seemed stressed.

Joey: I'm too tired to learn to walk.

Dan sat in the chair by the bed.

Dan: Did you not get much sleep last night? Why are you so exhausted?

Joey and I stared back at eachother.

Joey: Couldn't sleep.

He finally replied, looking back at Dan. Dan shrugged and got up.

Dan: Tomorrow then, after a big breakfast. I want to see you finish a meal, can that happen?

Joey rolled his eyes.

Joey: Do you want to see a grown man stick a toothbrush down his throat to barf himself?

Dan: No!

I slid into bed beside Joey in my sweatpants, and he pulled his clothes off except the sweatpants he had on.

Joey: There's you're answer.

Dan sighed and walked out of the room, locking it behind him. I wrapped my arms around Joey and pulled him up to lie on my chest, where he laid comfortably.

Shane: I'm still sorry about earlier.

Joey: Don't worry about it. I'm just tired, that's all.

He kissed my bare chest gently.

Joey: You have nice feeling skin.

Joey ran his hand down my chest, sending waves of something to my spine. Something nice.

Shane: Really?

Joey nodded against me.

Joey: I just wanna kiss it and feel it and just...

He kissed it again, and i giggled at him and he stared back up at me.

Joey: I love you...

He came up to my face and we kissed passionately.

Shane: I love you too...

Joey held onto my skin as if he was clinging to dear life, and laid his head on my chest again. I took deep breaths and felt his head go up and down with my chest.

Joey: I really should get better, or try. Anorexic don usually stay for more than two months. I had 43 pounds to gain now.

I stroked his soft hair gently, like I was petting him.

Shane: Don't worry, you'll make it through.

Joey: But I'll get fat again. I'm scared. You won't love me when I'm heavy.

I caressed his cheek.

Shane: That's not true. I'd love you if you weighed 1,000 pounds and id love you if you weighed an ounce.

Joey smiled.

Joey: Even if I weighed an ounce, huh?

I smiled back down at him.

Shane: Yeah. I'd carry you in my pocket.

Joey laughed and I felt happy and normal again, like everything was okay. He drifted to bed and I looked up at the ceiling, as of it was going to do something.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep as well.