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"Jon." I said as I lifted my head up. Jones moved his arms so I could see my boy, he was standing in front of the hospital bed next to Darling.
"Yes Spencer." Jon replied, his eyes were watering for some reason.
"Why are you crying?" I asked moving from the hospital bed to in front of Jon, his eyes shining from the tears.
"Because, he is a hero, and all he wants is for you to keep him alive. But for some reason you don't understand. Save him." jon smiled pulling me into a tight hug.
A doctor walked in, or a nurse, either way the man was in scrubs. Darling ran to the man in scrubs and looked at him.
"Will he be alright?" She asked, the desperation could be heard in her voice.
"I believe so. The bullet is out and he is stitched up. We are going to give him a blood transfusion because he has lost a lot of blood today. He'll be just fine, after some recuperation. He might walk a little slow for awhile though." The man stepped out of the room. Darling smiled and looked to Jones, his eyes were closed and his breathing had slowed down.
"Jones, you're going to be alright. The doctor said you were going to be okay." Darling was ecstatic. She smiled at her brother een hough his eyes were closed.
"Good, that's nice to know. if they put me back in that holding cell after this I will be super pissed." Jones kept his eyes closed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Excuse me." A nurse said as she walked into the room.
"I need to get him out of those clothes and into a hospital gown." The lady said as she walked to his bed side.
"I don't want all these people in here as I dress. Everybody leave." Jones opened his eyes and realized that only Darling, Jon and I were in here.
"Oh, I thought more people were in here, never mind." With that over with he pulled hi shirt off, it was so small. I looked at him with fascination, his ribs were visible as he sat there. His scar was stitched up and there was still blood around the wound.
Darling gasped in shock, of what I didn't know.
"You said you were eating, do I have to have someone make sure you eat Jones." She seemed very angry with him. He let out a long sigh and cringed as his torso moved. He ran a han through his white hair and dropped it back down.
"You said that you got rid of all te razors too. What else are you hiding from me?" Her foot was tapping on the linoleum floor as she crossed her arms with anger.
"Nothing, I swear." Jones put his hands up in defense.
"We're just going to step out." I said to them as I took Jon's arm. I was about to pull him out when I was stopped.
"You don't get to go anywhere, you have to stay with him until he is out of the hospital. You have to make sure he eats and you have to make sure he doesn't have any razors." Darling said as she walked over to his clothes that were in a neat folded pile. She reached into his pocket and pulled out a napkin wrapped razor.
"See." She said and stuffed it into her pocket.
"Fine, if this is going to happen I want you to leave, no offense Darling. Don't worry abou me while I'm in here you have to do your school work." Jones smiled and blew her a kiss as she walked out of the room.
"So does this mean I have to sleep here? In that chair?" I asked pointing to a green chair that didn't look every comfortable.
"Yes, but the chair stretches out into a bed like thing. I'll only be in here for tomorrow and the rest of today. Then I'll be back home." He smiled trying to remember what his house looked like.
"I don't remember what my house looks like?" Jones eyes started to water, he hadn't been at his own house in years.
"Don't cry, you'll just feel worse." Jon said as he walked up by Jones. Jones smiled as he looked at Jon.
"Why is he smiling at me?" Jon asked looking to me with a scared look. I shrugged because I had no clue either.
"Ask him." I said motion towards the boy in the bed. Jones laughed because he could hear everything we were saying.
"Why are you smiling at me like that, sir?" Jon asked, looking to the floor.
"You are so young and you have facial hair. I've never been able to grow facial hair. Plus you have very pretty eyes." Jon scrunched his eyes brows in thought.
"My eyes are just brown." He tilted his had in confusion.
"no, hey are so much more than that. They have a certain shine to them, I have always wanted brown eyes." Jones said as he pulled Jon down to his level. I could se Jon start to sweat from this, but Jones was smiling the entire time.
"You are a fun loving person, and very funny, but very sarcastic. But right now, you are scared." Jones et go and Jon backed up.
"I will be back tomorrow to get you Spencer. I'll tell Brendon and Ryan that you're here so your mom doesn't get worried. Bye, I love you." Jon said as he walked out the door, I said he same and looked over at Jones who was asleep already.
"Night Jones." I said as I went over to that green chair I was going to sleeping in. Oh Joy.
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ReddyDevil : Yes, I am female and no I have no nicknames. Jones isn't gay he just is sort of like a father figure, and always has been, he is very mature and responsible. he feels like he has a certain responsibility over Spencer.
wayuphighify : I really appreciate the please, manners are nice.
"Yes Spencer." Jon replied, his eyes were watering for some reason.
"Why are you crying?" I asked moving from the hospital bed to in front of Jon, his eyes shining from the tears.
"Because, he is a hero, and all he wants is for you to keep him alive. But for some reason you don't understand. Save him." jon smiled pulling me into a tight hug.
A doctor walked in, or a nurse, either way the man was in scrubs. Darling ran to the man in scrubs and looked at him.
"Will he be alright?" She asked, the desperation could be heard in her voice.
"I believe so. The bullet is out and he is stitched up. We are going to give him a blood transfusion because he has lost a lot of blood today. He'll be just fine, after some recuperation. He might walk a little slow for awhile though." The man stepped out of the room. Darling smiled and looked to Jones, his eyes were closed and his breathing had slowed down.
"Jones, you're going to be alright. The doctor said you were going to be okay." Darling was ecstatic. She smiled at her brother een hough his eyes were closed.
"Good, that's nice to know. if they put me back in that holding cell after this I will be super pissed." Jones kept his eyes closed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Excuse me." A nurse said as she walked into the room.
"I need to get him out of those clothes and into a hospital gown." The lady said as she walked to his bed side.
"I don't want all these people in here as I dress. Everybody leave." Jones opened his eyes and realized that only Darling, Jon and I were in here.
"Oh, I thought more people were in here, never mind." With that over with he pulled hi shirt off, it was so small. I looked at him with fascination, his ribs were visible as he sat there. His scar was stitched up and there was still blood around the wound.
Darling gasped in shock, of what I didn't know.
"You said you were eating, do I have to have someone make sure you eat Jones." She seemed very angry with him. He let out a long sigh and cringed as his torso moved. He ran a han through his white hair and dropped it back down.
"You said that you got rid of all te razors too. What else are you hiding from me?" Her foot was tapping on the linoleum floor as she crossed her arms with anger.
"Nothing, I swear." Jones put his hands up in defense.
"We're just going to step out." I said to them as I took Jon's arm. I was about to pull him out when I was stopped.
"You don't get to go anywhere, you have to stay with him until he is out of the hospital. You have to make sure he eats and you have to make sure he doesn't have any razors." Darling said as she walked over to his clothes that were in a neat folded pile. She reached into his pocket and pulled out a napkin wrapped razor.
"See." She said and stuffed it into her pocket.
"Fine, if this is going to happen I want you to leave, no offense Darling. Don't worry abou me while I'm in here you have to do your school work." Jones smiled and blew her a kiss as she walked out of the room.
"So does this mean I have to sleep here? In that chair?" I asked pointing to a green chair that didn't look every comfortable.
"Yes, but the chair stretches out into a bed like thing. I'll only be in here for tomorrow and the rest of today. Then I'll be back home." He smiled trying to remember what his house looked like.
"I don't remember what my house looks like?" Jones eyes started to water, he hadn't been at his own house in years.
"Don't cry, you'll just feel worse." Jon said as he walked up by Jones. Jones smiled as he looked at Jon.
"Why is he smiling at me?" Jon asked looking to me with a scared look. I shrugged because I had no clue either.
"Ask him." I said motion towards the boy in the bed. Jones laughed because he could hear everything we were saying.
"Why are you smiling at me like that, sir?" Jon asked, looking to the floor.
"You are so young and you have facial hair. I've never been able to grow facial hair. Plus you have very pretty eyes." Jon scrunched his eyes brows in thought.
"My eyes are just brown." He tilted his had in confusion.
"no, hey are so much more than that. They have a certain shine to them, I have always wanted brown eyes." Jones said as he pulled Jon down to his level. I could se Jon start to sweat from this, but Jones was smiling the entire time.
"You are a fun loving person, and very funny, but very sarcastic. But right now, you are scared." Jones et go and Jon backed up.
"I will be back tomorrow to get you Spencer. I'll tell Brendon and Ryan that you're here so your mom doesn't get worried. Bye, I love you." Jon said as he walked out the door, I said he same and looked over at Jones who was asleep already.
"Night Jones." I said as I went over to that green chair I was going to sleeping in. Oh Joy.
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ReddyDevil : Yes, I am female and no I have no nicknames. Jones isn't gay he just is sort of like a father figure, and always has been, he is very mature and responsible. he feels like he has a certain responsibility over Spencer.
wayuphighify : I really appreciate the please, manners are nice.
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