Waking up in the hospital

“But you’re saying he’ll be okay??”

The female voice was concerned, very much worried about the safety of someone she cared oh so deeply about. She followed a very tall Indian male doctor who had a clipboard full of medical reports that he was glancing at as he led the girl down the hospital ward.

“Yes, he’ll recover but we can’t allow him to leave for quite some time yet, we aren’t completely aware on just how severe the injury is to his neck and spinal cord. Depending on the speed of the recovery, your friend may be looking at another 3-4 weeks in recovery here,” he explained to her.

The doctor then turned left into a room on the left of the corridor.

Shifting a curtain, the girl looked inside to see Mark hooked up to machines, his neck in a brace, she could see the amount of cuts and bruises that were visible on the skin that was showing.

He looked terrible but seeing the female inside made him smile. Looking back at the girl, he noticed those familiar large bludging breasts, thick and curvy figure that was in incredible shape. A concerned look on her face, worried for her good friend.

It was Winter. She was the first person to visit in hospital since he had been awake in the hospital room after the car crash.

“Oh my god,” she whimpered, trying hard not to burst into tears.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he said, noticing the panic she was showing.

The doctor who was comparing notes from his clipboard to the sheets of paper at the end of his bed, interrupted their moment, “I’ve been told that you’re feeling a lot better this morning, how’s the pain level from one to ten in the neck and upper body area?”

“It’s only like 3 or 4. Do you think I can leave soon?” he said, **** just to be out of the hospital as soon as possible.

The doctor shook his head, almost finding it humorous that he was trying to initiate an early exit. “You’ve just been in a serious car accident, you are on a lot of medication, you’re going to find it difficult to move around without stressing your body out further for at least the next fortnight. We’ll need you here for the meantime as we conduct more tests.”

Mark looked at the tearful Winter as the doctor spoke, almost ignoring half of what he was saying. He had laid there waiting for people he knew from college to come and visit him. His phone had been going off every hour with messages of concern from others. Mark’s parents had also been on the phone with him, even wanting to fly over to see him in Florida.

After asking multiple questions, the doctor finally excused himself from the room, leaving Mark and Winter to have some alone time together.

“It’s okay, I feel so much better than what I look,” he lied to her.

She wiped her eyes, not able to control her emotions well, “Thank god you’re alive, you could have died Mark.”

Winter came to the side of his hospital bed to hold his right hand softly because of how weak it felt.

“I know, I know, They’ve told me how lucky I am, Bryce too…” Mark paused for a second, seemingly looking more frustrated than before.

“What? What is it?” she asked him.

He gritted his teeth before opening his mouth again, “Bryce… he’s going to be so pissed…”

“Forget about that right now, all you need to do is focus on your recovery, just like all the doctors have been telling you.”

The timing of this was poor, they were coming up to the end of November, exams weren’t that far into the future. That’s why he wasn’t too keen on spending more time than he needed to inside the four walls of this small hospital room.

“Do you remember how it happened? Were you speeding?” she asked him.

He shook his head, “Not really… and I don’t think so.”

“You don’t remember the actual crash?”

Mark shook his head again. In reality, there were bits and pieces he remembered from the accident but overall it was a blurry mess he was trying to block out.

The car was a complete write off, Bryce was alive but the seriousness of his condition was unknown to him as of right now. He had multiple reasons and genuine ones to hold a grudge against Mark. He had destroyed the car that he put so much love into. He had likely ended his football season and possibly his career since this was his last year in college after failing senior year the year before. And Mark had done all this even after warning from Bryce to slow down and take it easy.

The alpha male jock was a great ally to have on your own side. But to have him against you would be a massive blow to his social status. He felt like he had just thrown away all his guilt towards Tiffany and Winter and replaced it with new built with the captain of the football team.

The look of concern of his face didn’t go unnoticed by Winter who stayed by his side to chat with him for the next hour.

“Everyone’s very worried about you, that’s all that people have been talking about back on campus,” she told him, still holding his hand.

“I really appreciate that, really appreciate you coming in today too,” he said, smiling.

She grinned, certainly feeling a lot more calmer now compared to the moment she walked into the room. Winter looked around the room before leaning forwards to whisper something into his ear.

“As soon as you get out of here, come straight to my dorm room, we’ll have a surprise ready for you…”

Leaning back again, she gave him a quick wink that helped him understand if he didn’t already that there would be some sort of sexual homecoming present waiting for him.

“Can’t wait… Although… I thought you may have wore something else to cheer me up a little today,” he replied with a smirk, looking down at her covered chest.

She laughed with him, “If I wasn’t so worried about your condition, I may have thought that far…”

Winter kissed the top of his forehead where there wasn’t any sign of bruise or cut.

“Stay safe in here, I’ll talk to you again soon…”