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need to hit the button again but I don't want her to wake up alone. "I don't want you to feel alone but I need to hit the drug button, baby. Squeeze my hand if you can. I don't want to miss you waking up. I love you, Mandy." I hit the button and wait.
Chapter Eight
Three days
Bob
"Bob! Noooo!"
Fuck! I reach for her hand. "I'm here baby, right here with you." I hold her hand tight. Fuckin bed rails keep me from moving closer. My heart is racing. "Just a dream, Amanda, just a dream."
She opens her eyes. "You're right here." She's breathing hard and has tears going down the sides of her head.
I squeeze her hand, "I'm right here. I wish I could get to you so I can hold you."
She looks over. "Just a dream. I hate that fuckin dream." She turns toward me. Her breathing calms.
"When we get out of here we'll give you a better one." I watch her face.
She gets a small smile on her face. "Yeah. I love you, Bob. I was scared."
"I know babe. I'm fine. I love you too." Since she woke up she's told me she loves me. It was just like with me, she was afraid of losing me without me knowing how she felt. I'm so fuckin glad she's ok and we got to tell each other, I don't care if that makes me a pussy. I'll be a pussy with Amanda's arm wrapped around me and a smile on my face.
"I hate this bed." She sits up with a moan. I watch her take a breath and swing her legs over the side. The right one is bandaged all the way to her ankle. She stands and pulls the IV stand, walking around to my side. "Maybe we can get someone to put the bars in the middle down." She keeps walking, she limps but doesn't say anything about it. I watch with a smile, she's got Mickey Mouse pajama on. When she gets to my side, I'm already moved over and help her slide up with me. She puts her head on my chest, I kiss it and tighten my arm around her. I wait for her breathing to level out then hit my drug button and fall asleep.
Amanda
I feel his chest under my face and smile. I like being right here. He's ok and loves me. I open my eyes and look up to see he's watching me. "Hi."
"I love to see you wake up with a smile." His voice is gravelly and my body notices. Fuckin hormones can't take a break for a damn hospital stay. I smile at him.
The nurse moves closer, she's smiling with her stethoscope in her ears, she checks his heartbeat. I try to move so she can check him but he holds on to me. "You're fine, sweetie." She says. I relax back onto him.
They told me about the other hospital with the bitchy nurses and being moved. I'm glad they moved us, I can't imagine what it feels like to lose a leg then have to rely on bitchy nurses for everything. Since I woke up yesterday everyone has been so nice and upbeat. I bet that makes it easier for him. I try not to let it show but I'm worried about what happens when we leave the hospital. I hope he's still calm and taking it in stride. I smile at the pun.
"Your turn, sweetie. I'll need you to sit up for this." Bob releases me and helps me sit. My fuckin hip screams at me. I get my legs over the side and nod to her that I'm ready. "Your hip still hurting, Amanda?" She's concerned.
"Yeah but I can do this." I try to get her moving on. Bob lost his leg and I haven't heard one complaint out of him. He grunts and groans turning and moving to the chair but no complaints. She isn't going to get one out of me because of a bruise and scrape.
She finishes and writes on the clipboard. "I'm going to move you back to your bed and drop the side. It would be better for you to have some space without worrying about falling out of the bed. You can't be relaxed and heal that way."
"Thank you." I stand and she moves the IV rolley thing with me. She's a damn good nurse, I was going to ask her but she beat me to it.
Once she gets the beds moved back together, Bob thanks her,
Chapter Eight
Three days
Bob
"Bob! Noooo!"
Fuck! I reach for her hand. "I'm here baby, right here with you." I hold her hand tight. Fuckin bed rails keep me from moving closer. My heart is racing. "Just a dream, Amanda, just a dream."
She opens her eyes. "You're right here." She's breathing hard and has tears going down the sides of her head.
I squeeze her hand, "I'm right here. I wish I could get to you so I can hold you."
She looks over. "Just a dream. I hate that fuckin dream." She turns toward me. Her breathing calms.
"When we get out of here we'll give you a better one." I watch her face.
She gets a small smile on her face. "Yeah. I love you, Bob. I was scared."
"I know babe. I'm fine. I love you too." Since she woke up she's told me she loves me. It was just like with me, she was afraid of losing me without me knowing how she felt. I'm so fuckin glad she's ok and we got to tell each other, I don't care if that makes me a pussy. I'll be a pussy with Amanda's arm wrapped around me and a smile on my face.
"I hate this bed." She sits up with a moan. I watch her take a breath and swing her legs over the side. The right one is bandaged all the way to her ankle. She stands and pulls the IV stand, walking around to my side. "Maybe we can get someone to put the bars in the middle down." She keeps walking, she limps but doesn't say anything about it. I watch with a smile, she's got Mickey Mouse pajama on. When she gets to my side, I'm already moved over and help her slide up with me. She puts her head on my chest, I kiss it and tighten my arm around her. I wait for her breathing to level out then hit my drug button and fall asleep.
Amanda
I feel his chest under my face and smile. I like being right here. He's ok and loves me. I open my eyes and look up to see he's watching me. "Hi."
"I love to see you wake up with a smile." His voice is gravelly and my body notices. Fuckin hormones can't take a break for a damn hospital stay. I smile at him.
The nurse moves closer, she's smiling with her stethoscope in her ears, she checks his heartbeat. I try to move so she can check him but he holds on to me. "You're fine, sweetie." She says. I relax back onto him.
They told me about the other hospital with the bitchy nurses and being moved. I'm glad they moved us, I can't imagine what it feels like to lose a leg then have to rely on bitchy nurses for everything. Since I woke up yesterday everyone has been so nice and upbeat. I bet that makes it easier for him. I try not to let it show but I'm worried about what happens when we leave the hospital. I hope he's still calm and taking it in stride. I smile at the pun.
"Your turn, sweetie. I'll need you to sit up for this." Bob releases me and helps me sit. My fuckin hip screams at me. I get my legs over the side and nod to her that I'm ready. "Your hip still hurting, Amanda?" She's concerned.
"Yeah but I can do this." I try to get her moving on. Bob lost his leg and I haven't heard one complaint out of him. He grunts and groans turning and moving to the chair but no complaints. She isn't going to get one out of me because of a bruise and scrape.
She finishes and writes on the clipboard. "I'm going to move you back to your bed and drop the side. It would be better for you to have some space without worrying about falling out of the bed. You can't be relaxed and heal that way."
"Thank you." I stand and she moves the IV rolley thing with me. She's a damn good nurse, I was going to ask her but she beat me to it.
Once she gets the beds moved back together, Bob thanks her,
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