The Cheap Bouquet

Vic's POV

The doctors wheeled Jaime into the hospital. I quickly followed behind them. They went into a room and shut and locked the door before I could get in.

"God fucking dammit." I groaned to myself. Luckily, there was a window that I could look through and see everything they were doing to Jaime. They still had to pull the big shard of glass out of his head. They managed to pull a fourth of it out.

I was in tears, I reeked of vomit, and everything was just going terrible. I wanted to punch the window as hard as I could, but I didn't. I didn't want the doctors being distracted when they could be saving my Jaime.

I finally turned away when I saw blood was practically pouring out of his head as they tried pulling out the glass shard. I ran to the bathroom and vomited, making it in the toilet. When I was done, I gripped both sides of the toilet seat to avoid falling. My throat was burning, and my stomach was still churning. I got up and flushed the toilet, and then washed my hands. I looked in the mirror and saw I was as pale as a ghost.

A tiny groan escaped my lips and it echoed throughout the empty bathroom. I rubbed my eyes and left, going back to the window. I saw 2 doctor's outside of it, having a quiet conversation. They stopped talking when they saw me coming.

"How's Jaime?" I asked as I approached them.

"It's hard to say." One of the doctor's answered. "We were able to get the glass out, and clean up his cuts and bruises, but the glass shard did some damage to his brain."

My eyes widened. "L-like what?" I stuttered.

"We're not sure yet." The other doctor replied. "He's in a coma right now. He could have amnesia though, or serious brain trauma. He could even become mentally handicapped.

The churning in my stomach got worse. "Oh." was all I could say. Hot tears stung my eyes, but I quickly blinked them away. "When do you think he'll wake up?"

"We're not quite sure of that either."

I finally lost it. "Well then what the fuck are you sure of?!" I screamed. "My fucking boyfriend in there may never fucking wake up!"

"Sir, please calm down. Your just under a lot of stress."

"WELL WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU EXPECT?!" I screamed. The screaming wasn't helping my throat, but I didn't care. "OF COURSE I'M UNDER FUCKING STRESS! MY BOYFRIEND MIGHT NOT EVEN REMEMBER WHO THE HELL I AM WHEN HE WAKES UP! HE MAY NOT EVEN BE ALIVE!"

The doctor's gave each other a look. "We'll uh, we'll leave you alone. You can visit Jaime now if you want." Before I could scream anything else at them, they quickly left.

I rushed into Jaime's room and sat on his bed. I took his hand and held it, stroking the top with my thumb. "Jaime, I love you so much." I murmured. "Please wake up." He didn't reply, or do anything. Tears started stinging my eyes.

I suddenly remembered the old story of Snow White and the 7 dwarfs. The prince kissed Snow White awake. As foolish as it was, I decided to try it out. I pressed my lips to his, and slowly started kissing. I pulled away after a few minutes, and was upset to see nothing happened. My stomach rumbled loudly, so I decided to go downstairs to the cafe and get some food.
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After an hour or so, Mrs. Preciado showed up. I had called her and explained everything, and she had also brought my accoustic guitar. She sobbed when she saw Jaime, and stayed with him for half an hour or so. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and left.

I wanted to stay, I wanted to be there when Jaime woke up. I started strumming on my guitar and sang the lyrics to the Cheap Bouquet. I stopped playing though when I heard a groan. I looked past me and saw Jaime was sitting up on his elbows, a smile on his face.

"Our song." He murmured. I jumped up, my guitar falling from my lap. I ignored it and ran over to Jaime, hugging him, nuzzling my nose into the crook of his neck. He hugged back.

"Jaime, you had me so worried." I exclaimed, pulling away.

He smiled. "Sorry. I took a drive, and-" He stopped talking, his eyes growing wide. He seemed to be staring at something behind me. I turned around, and saw nothing.

"No Vic!" Jaime said in a hushed whisper. "Don't look at it." His eyes started filling with tears.

"Look at what, Hime?" I turned back around, but Jaime let out a cry.

"Vic, stop!" He whined.

"What?" I asked, more confused than ever.

"Y-you don't see him?!" Jaime asked, keeping his voice low, and his eyes focused on something behind me.

I shook my head no. "Jaime, I can get the doc-"

"No don't leave!" Jaime said sharply. "If you do... he-he'll hurt me." He started sobbing, his hands over his face. "Make it go away! Make it go away!"

I saw a doctor walk by. "Excuse me sir!" I called. He stopped, and walked in.

"What can I help you with?" He asked.

Jaime looked up, and let out a sigh. "He's gone."

"Can I talk to you in the hall?" I whispered to the doctor. The doctor walked out of the room, and I followed him. "My boyfriend, he was screaming and crying, saying something was behind me and it was going to hurt him."

"Oh, he's having hallucinations." The doctor explained. "There usually no big thing, it's actually pretty normal, especially what happened to him. He should be over them in about a month, but if he's not, call the doctor."

I nodded, and thanked him. I went back into Jaime's room and saw he had been watching me through the window.

"So uh, whats up?" He asked awkwardly.

"Jaime," I started. "That thing you saw behind me, what did it look like?"

Jaime's big brown eyes filled with fear. "No!" He shouted. "No! I'm not talking about him!"

"Okay, okay." I said.

"Are you okay with-" Jaime glanced at my wrists. "You know?"

"Yea, I'm fine."

"Good. I still want to help you, even though I'll be in the hospital and wounded." He said.

I smiled. "As nice as that is, I'm fine. I want to help you, you need it more than I do."

Jaime just smiled. He motioned me to come close to him. I did, and he planted a kiss on my lips. "I love you." He breathed against my lips.

"I love you more." I said back. He just smiled, but the smile quickly faded.

"H-he's back!" Jaime exclaimed, his attention focused behind me.

"I'll beat him up!" I shouted.

"No! Don't!" Jaime shouted. I walked over to where Jaime was looking and started punching the air.

"Take that!" I shouted as I punched the air. "And that!" After a few minutes, I got out of breath and stopped. Beating up Jaime's hallucinations was more exhausted than I thought it would be.

Jaime smiled. "You beat him up! Thank you!"

I couldn't help but smile back. "No problem, Jaime. I'll protect you."

He smiled, but then made grabby arms at me. "Cuddle with me." I smiled and laid down next to the hospital bed, wrapping my arms around him. He nuzzled himself against my chest. I turned off the lights and planted a small kiss on Jaime's cheek.

"Vic?" Jaime whispered.

"Yes Jaime?"

"Can... Can you always do that? Fight off the monsters and bad people?"

I couldn't help but smile. "I promise I'll protect you, so no one can hurt you. I love you too much to let you get hurt."

"I love you too, Vic. Thanks." He snuggled himself even closer to me, his face buried in my chest, and he fell fast asleep. I slowly dozed off a few minutes later.