Why Are You Running From Me And Where Are You Going.. (2)

I wrote this on this site and then I hit submit after 2 hrs of working, forgetting once again to save it to a document first..and had to rewrite EVERYTHING, but I think I got a lot of what was written back. Hope you enjoy the forcefully-shorter version<3. P.S. I love the support you guys give me in your comments(: WILL TO GO ON<3
All I could hear was the colision aftermath.
One second I was stopping at the lights, the next I had felt sudden pain in my legs and ribs. My lips would not move. I was screaming on the inside, and dying on the outside. It all was a blur from then on, hot liquid rushing down my legs and face, excruitiating pain. And then it was a sudden flash of memories of Jas. Jas. He was perfect it seemed, no matter how odd it started.
And then things went out. Lights went out. Jas's dim face faded.
My lashes fluttered gracefully as my eyes opened and I found myself. I heard monitors and Jas's voice. "Beau? Beau? Are you okay? I'm so sorry.." British accent..
"I'm alright, well I don't know. Why are you sorry? And why am I here.." I was melting in aqua tinted emerald eyes..

"Well the other night when you left I took off after you..when you stopped, I lost control and hit your truck..now you're in here. I'm sorry, still. But the doctors did say you can leave today, just said they'd want you to stay with someone."
"Oh."
"And I was thinking, since it is my fault you're in here. You're going to stay with me and I'll take care of you since we're neighbors and all it'll be easy. Oh yeah, I'm next door now!"
"How long have I been in here Jas?"
"About two days counting that night, they've been taking care of you really good Beau."
"Can we leave now?"
"Yeah"

He helped me up out of the bed and we walked out of the room down hospital hallways and took the elevator to the lobby. There we made sure it was O-K to go. We walked into the parking lot and he helped me into his truck. We dropped off some prescriptions for pain killers and what not and he drove back to the apartments.
He helped me out and we walked to his door. He smiled at me unlocking it and opening it casually yawning. It was about 7PM but he'd been in the hospital with me the whole time with no sleep. He closed the door behind me and laid on the sofa inviting me in.
I didn't know what I was doing, but I didn't care. I laid behind him and rested my head on his shoulder no longer caring.

Sometime in between looking in his eyes I started to dose off, along with him. We woke up around 9PM and he picked me up.
"I don't have any spare rooms, but you can sleep next to me. Better to because if something happened-" I cut him off. "Okay" I said smiling big. It has been awhile since I've felt happy around someone.
He laid me down on his bed and rummaged through the drawers looking for something I could sleep in till morning. He pulled out a black T-shirt and some dark green basketball shorts.
"Um, I can't really get changed myself.."
"I know. I'll help you. Docs orders" he winked at me teasingly.
Before I could protest not that I'd wanted to, he was pulling my hospital gown over my head and he gently kissed my cheek helping me put his shirt on. I tried to pull on the shorts myself though it caused me sharp pains in my legs to bend them.
Just as I sat back down on his bed and laid back yawning he started stripping for bed. I'd never been a peeping tom, but I stared as he pulled his shirt over his head carefully revealing his gorgeous body. I gasped as he pulled off his pants leaving only his boxers on. Maybe I did die. Die and went to heaven. Not likely heaven, but right now it felt like it.
He laid down and pulled me under the covers with him snuggling in close.
Then he pulled back "I'm soo sorry Beau, please, forgive me. I didn't mean to pull you so close I wasn't thinking!" I hugged him shyly.

"Jas I don't mind, really honest it's okay. Let's just go to bed. I'm tired."
He nodded silently and closed his eyes as I closed mine taking one hand at a time.
I fell asleep after a while and dreamt of Jas. It was very odd. First he and I were talking on the couch and then I was in his lap, next he was holding my hand! The dream woke me up. I felt happy to open my eyes, staring straight into Jas's. I blushed dark red and he kissed my cheek.
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Published: 2/9/2010
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