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Jack's Dialogue
I was floating... floating around a misty room inspecting the walls. This room was familiar, but I couldn't remember how I knew it; as soon as I started to focus on working out where I was, I'd lose concentration. I should have been frustrated, but all I could feel was weightlessness and I was peaceful. Every now and again I could hear a soothing voice, I couldn't hear what it was saying and sometimes it would cry, but it was calming to me. I don't know how long I'd been here, but I felt so at ease here. However, there was a mild feeling of emptiness inside me, a longing for something I knew I wanted badly, I just couldn't figure out what it was.
After some time, the walls of my dream started to darken until suddenly a deafening beeping filled my ears and I fell away from my blissful enclosure. Aching was the only thing I could feel at first... I ached all over. I was laying down somewhere; it felt like a bed, I could feel my head on the pillow. 'Yes, this is definitely a bed' I thought... 'But what is that horrible noise?'. I wanted to move but I couldn't, I couldn't do a thing. After what felt like hours I started to feel more than just a dull ache; sensations were starting to course through my body, starting with my arm. The feeling of pins and needles carried on running through me until at last I could feel my body again.
I opened my eyes. It was dark, but there were blurred lights all around, everything was blurry. I carried on looking around me and my vision began to sharpen. It was only when I looked at to my left that I noticed the heart rate monitor and that I had an oxygen mask on. I was in hospital. I tried to remember how I'd got here, but all I could see in my mind was flashing lights.
A small squeeze on my hand ripped me away from my thoughts and I turned to see what was doing it. There was a person slumped over me, with their head on my chest and their hand holding mine. I thought it must have been my mum and I returned the squeeze as if to assure her I was okay, even though she was asleep. Squeezing her hand made her stir in her sleep and she sat up rubbing her eyes with her free hand. At this point, I realised my eyesight can't have recovered as much as I'd though; I got a clear view of the person sitting next to me, the person who'd been holding my hand while I slept. It was Jason.
Jason's Dialogue
I yawned and rubbed my eyes before looking at my squeezing hand in Jack's limp one. I sighed and looked up at his face. What I saw next shocked me so much that I actually fell off of my chair. Jack was looking back at me! I had to take my hand away from his when I fell and I quickly got up, rubbing my eyes in disbelief of what I had just seen. I looked back at Jack, he was laughing! He was actually laughing! I burst into tears and laughed back with a huge smile spreading over my face. Nothing could match the happiness and relief I was feeling right now. I sat back in my seat still crying with happiness and tried desperately to wipe my eyes. Jack pulled off his oxygen mask.
"Morning, sleepy head" he said, still smiling. His voice was a bit croaky.
I was still laughing and crying uncontrollably.
"You can't talk! You've been sleeping for just over 2 weeks!"
Jack's Dialogue
That voice... Jason's was the voice that I had been hearing in my dream. So many thoughts and feelings were rushing through me, what Jason had just said didn't register for another few seconds.
"What?! Why?" I said. There was no way I could have been here for two weeks. Jason was still trying to frantically wipe away the tears on his face; he was still smiling at me so brightly, seeing him so happy made me feel warm.
"Well after what happened at school, we were both brought here unconscious, I came to after about an hour, but you didn't." He looked sad at having to recall this. "It was horrible, Jack. Nobody told me anything and the doctors wouldn't answer my questions. I had to stay here for another day or so after waking up, before I was discharged your mum came to find me. She was in a right state! She'd just been told that you probably wouldn't recover and it was more than likely that you'd be vegetive. They still hadn't let me come and see you so your mum brought me here. I haven't left since."
This was a lot to take in. What had happened at school? Jason had been here for two weeks? Where were my parents now?
"Where are my parents anyway?" I asked. I didn't want to think about those other things just yet.
"Your mum's gone home to stay with your brother." He said.
"What about my dad?" I would have preferred to have seen my mum, but right now, I'd even be happy to see my dad. Jason looked away from me and faced the floor.
"Erm." He said.
"What?" I asked. This didn't sound reassuring.
"He's gone." Jason said, looking back up to me, his face still wet with tears and now his smile had faltered into a worried frown.
"What do you mean 'gone'?" I said, I frowned briefly, but it hurt so I relaxed again.
"Well, it was a couple of days ago that we found out that you might be coming round soon, we were all so happy. You'd started mumbling. You're dad was never happy that I was around you." He looked away from me again and rubbed his left eye. "The mumbling sort of made it worse for him, you... err... well, we could make out some of the stuff you were saying."
"What was I saying then? Did I have an argument with him in my sleep or something?" I asked. I couldn't understand how mumbling a few words would make my dad leave.
"You.. erm... kept saying my name." He said. I was sure that if it was brighter in here, that I'd be seeing Jason blush right now. I thought I should be embarrassed or confused about this, but it sort of made sense to me. I'd been hearing his voice in my dream so I was probably just responding.
"Your dad hated that, and he tried telling you to stop and kept telling you that I was bad and it was my fault that you're here." He looked down again "which I suppose it is. If I hadn't broken up with Alice or if you weren't friends with me none of this would have happened. I'm so sor-"
"No, Jason." All of it had just come back to me; the chasing around the school, Jason's battered body and that fight. "Don't be stupid! It's my own fault that I'm here, and I don't regret it! I wasn't going to let them get away with what they'd done to you!" He smiled up at me for saying this, but I knew he wasn't convinced. "So... my dad left? Just like that?"
"Not quite. He blamed me for everything and it got sort of heated. He said a lot of things. Did you tell him about me being gay by the way?" He asked.
"No, he just assumes that because you come round to mine a lot that you fancy me." I said.
"Yeah, that sounds legitimate." Jason said sarcastically. We both gave a little laugh.
"When you say things got heated...?" I asked.
"He hit me. Then your mum got really mad at him and he stormed off. Your mum came by today and told me most of his stuff is gone from the house and nobody has seen him since. I'm sorry." Jason said. He was apologising for my dad hitting him! "He left me a present too... My mum rang and told me he'd thrown a brick through all of our windows"
"Shit, I'm sorry... and don't apologise, I'm so sorry that he hit you. But on the bright side, he's out of my life for now." It was a nasty thing for me to say, but I meant it. I felt relieved that my dad had disappeared. Looking at Jason, I could see that he had a black eye on his left side. I felt hatred for my dad bubble up inside.
"How come you stayed here?" I asked.
"Well your mum told me that she couldn't be here much because of work and your brother and stuff, I didn't want to leave you by yourself." Now I knew he was blushing, but I was so happy that he did stay with me. Jason carried on talking, "I read stuff to you quite a bit when nobody was here to see you, random stuff really, like magazines and newspapers... a bit of Harry Potter too. I only left to go to the toilet and wash... even then I made sure someone stayed in here with you. I slept in here."
"Yeah I noticed." I said with a smile spreading across my face. Jason had been holding my hand and sleeping on my chest. That shows a little bit more than friendship. Maybe Jason really did, as my dad put it, 'fancy' me. The thing is... I'm feeling so much for Jason right now that the prospect of him liking me like that is actually making me happy. I don't think I'm gay, but right then I felt nothing but affection and attraction for him.
There was short silence where I just looked at him smiling.
"You were holding my hand." I said, grinning.
"Yeah... erm... sorry." He said looking embarrassed.
"Come here, I want to have a look at that black eye." I said. I knew what I was going to do.
Jason moved closer and into a bit of light. His eye really did look bad.
"I can't see from there, come in closer." I said. He had to stand up and lean over to get closer. I held his head as and turned it to look at the eye. I pulled him a little bit closer and stopped looking at the bruise around his eye and started looking into his eyes; those brilliant green eyes.
With my hands still around his head it was easy to do what I did next. It was impulsive. I quickly pulled him towards me and pushed my lips onto his and kissed him. Jason pulled away almost as quickly as it had started and took in a breath of shock. I just looked up him and smiled. This time he went in to kiss me and our lips met for the second time. I had never felt like this before, this was amazing. Our heads twisted slightly and our lips slid over each other. I put my hand behind his head and ran my fingers through his hair. He raised his hand and held it on my cheek. Nothing felt more right than doing this, our eyes were shut tight and we were kissing with so much tenderness, not lust, not passion... but tenderness.
After about a minute of what felt like the best thing I'd ever experienced, we broke away from each other. My eyes were still closed and my mouth was still slightly open.
Jason's Dialogue
My heart was pounding so hard against my chest and another tear fell down my face. I must have just dreamed that. There was no way that I'd just had my first embrace with Jack. If I was unsure about my feelings before, I was certain now. I loved him. It was as simple as that, the butterflies fluttering around inside me were going crazy and my lips were still wet.
Me and Jack both opened our eyes at the same time and looked into each other's face. There was nothing that could be said. So we just laughed. I moved the chair closer to his bed, sat down and put my head on his chest again. This time I put my arm around him and I felt his hand stroking my hair as we fell asleep together. I felt so fulfilled and nothing else mattered any more. All that mattered was that I stayed with Jack and that we stayed like this.
I wish I could say that this was the perfect end to our story, but I'm afraid that's never how it goes.
Well! So so so sorry to leave you all hanging with this! It's been written for ages but I just didn't get round to submitting it.
I thought a chapter of just Jason and Jack was needed... I hope you weren't disappointed. This isn't then end by the way!
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Justin.