Waking up from a Nightmare

I woke with a start. The first thing I noticed was how uncomfortable I was. My body ached and whatever I was laying on felt was softer than the ground, if barely. I was disorientated as I looked around the sterile white room, trying to figure out where I was. The rails on the bed I was laying in and the medical equipment off to the side quickly clued me in to the fact I was in the hospital. It was eerily quiet in the room, which felt odd to me.

Fortunately I had never been in a hospital room before so I had to rely on pop culture references. Every medical show I have seen always had the obnoxiously loud heart monitors. Mine on the other hand was either muted or not connected at all. Not really knowing what proper hospital etiquette to follow in these situations, I decided to follow my advice to Tiffany and wait for the professionals to show up.

Fortunately I didn't have to wait for long. A young man and women, both dressed in the traditional scrubs and white lab coats walked in chatting to each other. The female, a cute blonde around 5'5" tall, was the first to notice me watching their entrance. "Ah John. Good, you are awake." Both grew polite smiles as they flanked either side of my bed.

"How was your nap? Any cool dreams?" This time the male, an objectively handsome 6'4" behemoth, joked down at me.

I wanted to play it cool in front of the cute doctor, so I joked back. "Ya, I was training to do cartwheels for the circus, but I made the mistake of picking the inside of my car as my training location." My throat screamed in agony at the effort it took to keep my composure and my voice came out quieter and raspier than I anticipated. I liked my lips subconsciously, realizing how thirsty I was. Thankfully the female was already pouring me a glass of water while she responded, "Well it's good to see you are in good spirits. My name is Dr. Cambell, and this is Dr. Chase. We are the two doctors assigned to this floor, so you will be dealing with us or one of our nurses. Now, do you know why you are here?"

"I'm guessing this has something to do with us being T-boned?" She chuckled at my bluntness. "Hit the nail on the head. You were brought in about two hours ago. Apparently the other driver called it in. Ironically, he was drunk so he was taken into custody when the police arrived on scene. The paramedic who brought you in said he thought the guy went to school at the local high school. Said he saw the letterman the guy was wearing."

My heart rate spiked at that. Was it Oliver trying to retaliate? Oh God, did he do something to Bella? Or Tiffany? I realized the doctors still had not told me how everyone was doing. The anxiety got the best of me as I blurted out my concerned question. "How are Bella and Tiffany? Are they ok? Did anything happen to them besides the accident?" Dr. Cambell's face went to a shocked expression, then slid into regret.

"Oh my, I am so sorry. I should have led with that. You nor the two girls riding with you were seriously injured in the accident." I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God. Even though the accident wasn't my fault, I would have really beat myself up if something happened to Bella before I cured her. And given the time I spent with Tiffany and seeing how she acted around friends, especially when she was at her lowest, had done much to endure her to me. I had to admit to myself that I had started to care for Tiffany tonight and was glad to hear she wasn't hurt either.

Funny, I thought of the girls' well being before my own. But come to think of it, there was a complication when it came to my well being. What would happen to Bella if the unfortunate happened to me? I had seen how she acted when I just didn't like her and wanted to be left alone. If I were to pass away, I don't think Bella's mind would be able to handle it. At the very least, she would never be able to have a meaningful relationship with another guy. Hell, we might even end up as the modern day Romeo & Juliet.

And not to mention how upset I would be if I died...

Dr. Cambell, having given me a moment to process what she had said continued, "Tiffany was awake when they got on scene, she had been crying repeating that she had done as you had said and not moved."

Dr. Chase spoke up at that. "I want to thank you for that. Even though Tiffany wasn't seriously injured, you didn't know that, and that is exactly the right thing to do. thank fully the only bad thing to come of that is she was covered in Bella's blood." His face turned serious, which was extra terrifying on his huge frame. "But this is where I have to scold you. You and Tiffany are old enough to know the dangers of being in a car without a seat belt. I find it ridiculous that I even have to say this to you. You are extremely lucky nothing really bad happened to you or Tiffany."

I hung my head in shame. I really couldn't tell you why I wasn't wearing my seat belt. I had always been really good about it, but I guess I got complacent. Nothing like a physically terrifying man scolding you like a child for doing something reckless to make you feel like shit.

"Thank you Dr. Chase. I think John here gets your point." I don't know if Dr. Cambell felt bad for me, or just wanted to keep things rolling. Either way, I was thankful. "Continuing on. Bella, the responsible one of the three," my head sunk a little lower at her attempted joke, "was **** up until she arrived at the hospital." She gave me a mischievous grin, again trying to lighten the mood. "I don't know what you did to that young lady, but it's not often we see that level of love and devotion, especially in someone as young as she is. It took all of us and her parents to calm her down enough to explain you were going to be alright once you got enough rest." She smiled at the memory. "She really does care a great deal for you. I wouldn't be surprised if you had slipped her a love potion or cast a love spell on her the way she was acting."

My heart skipped a beat at that. Even though she had said it as a joke, it didn't take the sting away from my guilty conscience. If only she knew how correct she was with her joke.

"And then there was you. You of course were **** the longest, but scans and examinations determined no injuries besides some cuts, scrapes, and bruises. We want to keep you here overnight for observation, just as a precaution. But other than that, you should be just fine. We have already called your parents who are trying to get an earlier flight back from their impromptu vacation, but last I heard, no dice. You should probably call them as soon as we leave, ease their minds a little."

As she talked, Dr. Cambell walked to the wardrobe in the corner and pulled my phone from a bag of my possessions before handing it to me. "I know you are really anxious to go see Bella and Tiffany, but we would really like for you to stay in bed for awhile, get your strength back and all that."

I nodded my understanding. I really did want to check on the girls, but I had already messed up by not wearing my seat belt. I will just have to settle for a phone call.

"Alright, if there is nothing else, we will get out of your hair. We will check up on you later tonight." With that, both doctors waved their good byes and left, presumably off to see their next patient.

I sat in the silent room, contemplating everything that happened tonight. I had gotten a blowjob in a movie theatre while watching a naughty scene, had a good meal with better company, watched said company kick the shit out of someone she physically shouldn't be able to kick the shit out of, witnessed, a tender moment between best friends, and enjoyed a pint of ice cream with two insanely hot cheerleaders. Excluding the accident and the Oliver thing, this was probably the best night of my life. And I did it all with the one person I would have described as the Devil incarnate.

All the past interactions between Bella and I did detract from what happened tonight, it was hard to forgive and forget all those years of viscous bullying. But the complete 180 in personality did make it feel like I was going out with a completely different person. I guess that's what I had been doing all night, forcing myself to think of her as a different person all together.

I sighed in frustration. Who knew relationships were to tough. Deciding there wasn't much I could do about anything right now, I unlocked my phone to a mountain of notifications.

I was never big on social media, nor did I have friends or family to texted or called frequently. So it was safe to say I had more notifications waiting for me than I would usually acquired in a year's time. A quick glance showed the vast majority of them were texts and voicemail from Bella. They all reiterated how much she loved me and how she didn't know what she would do if anything happened to me. She also told me her parents were with her and would be taking her home once she was released, much to Bella's chagrin.

I also had notifications from my parents, as well as a few of my previously mentioned family. Seeing as those would be the quicker conversations, I decided to text or call all of them back to inform them of my good health. Everyone was glad to hear of my good fortune, but my parents were still unable to get a flight back until late tomorrow.

With that settled, I responded to Bella, who proceeded to bury me in texts. I don't know how her fingers moved so fast, but she was sending 3 messages to my 1 for most of the conversation.

We chatted for a bit before I asked about Tiffany. I would have asked Tiffany myself, but I didn't have her number. Bella said she was doing good and would be released with us. I asked if Tiffany's parents were taking her home, which earned me the first bout of silence since I started texting Bella. She eventually replied with a simple "No" before changing the topic to anything else but Tiffany's parents. I don't know if she was just asking Tiffany what the plans were, or if she was trying to figure out how to respond, but her quick change of topic told me to leave it alone.

We chatted a bit longer until Dr. Cambell came in to check on me. "Hey handsome, just checking in on you. I was just with Bella, which I assume it was you who she was texting up a storm with?" I chuckled with a nod, not really knowing how to react to the doctor's nickname for me. I watched her cross the room, almost in a trance like state. It was a little unnerving, but I chalked it up to being tired. She did have a genuinely beautiful smile on her face as she approached.

Once she was close enough, she reached down to grab my arm to pull it closer for inspection. The whole time she kept her smile and tranced out look. It was starting to make me very uncomfortable, the smile, the zoned out look, and now her hands moved from a professional grip to lightly rubbing up and down my arm. I watched her delicate hand rubbing my arm for what felt like an hour, but was most likely only a minute or two. I was too embarrassed to say or do anything, so I just sat and took her touching. Don't get me wrong, her touch felt great, soft and gentle, but the tranced state she was in just creeped me out.

I finally got the courage to cough, hoping it was enough to bring her attention back to the present. She squeaked in surprise while taking a step back and dropping my arm. She shook her head to clear it of the haze. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what is going on with me. It must be a lack of sleep or something because this feeling started just a little bit ago when I was examining Bella. My head got a little fuzzy and my body got all tingly. I had a hard time focusing, but for some reason I thought seeing you would help. Ha, guess I was wrong."

She gave me a dopey grin before jerking in surprise again. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry again. I don't know why I said any of that, it's way too inappropriate. I bet this is not something you want to hear your doctor saying." Every inch of exposed skin above her chest was bright red in embarrassment.

She mumbled something about being sorry again and she would get Dr. Chase to finish the shift before fleeing the room at break neck speeds.

Huh, that was really weird and awkward, but my spidy senses were tingling. There was something I was supposed to connect the dots to, but I just couldn't make the connection. I really don't know how to react to the whole situation. Maybe she was just really tired. But not much I could do about it now.

Speaking of which, I was surprised to feel how drained I was after so much happening today. Maybe I will be able to figure out what is going on with Dr. Cambell tomorrow when I can focus. I texted my goodnight to Bella before promptly passing out.

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