The Golden Couple

Chap. 12

It was close to half an hour before he was transferred to the ICU, and I finally go to see him.

"Hello gorgeous," I said, reaching over and kissing his swollen cheek.

"Hey," he greeted, his voice deep and groggy.

"How're you feeling?" I asked, taking the seat directly next to his bed.

"Like I got my cut my head open."

I see that he did not lose his sense of humor.

"Well that's odd."

He chuckled. "How's the hair?"

I peered at his now half-shaved head. "You could definitely pass as a punk rocker."

"My lifelong dream."

"They said the scar looks like a horseshoe," Kayla informed me. "An upside down horseshoe."

"They wear sh-sh-shoes?" Bryce asked her, legitimately confused.

Kayla tried to control her laughter, and I just patted Bryce's hand.

"My head hurts right here," Bryce informed me, pointing to his wound.

"I can't imagine why."

"I think it might have something to do with getting my head cut open," Bryce mused.

"That's a good theory."

"You're precious," Regina said, shaking her head at him.

"I need to pee," Bryce informed his mom.

I looked over at Regina, and she pressed her lips together for a few moments.

"Dear, you have a catheter in," she reminded him. "Go ahead and pee."

"Like right here?" Bryce asked her.

She nodded.

"I'll close my eyes," I said, placing my right hand over my eyes.

"This is probably the most awkward thing that's ever happened," Bryce said, with a laugh.

"You have the pee smirk," Clayton said.

"It's hard not to," Bryce argued. "I'm peeing in my bed."

"I brought you a present," I informed Bryce, once he finished peeing.

"A present?"

I nodded, reaching down and picking up my gift off the floor. I placed it right on top of him.

"Cool," he said, as he took out the tissue paper.

Inside was a teddy bear wearing a baseball jersey, with Bryce's name and number on the back.

"You got it customized?" Regina asked.

I nodded.

"Thanks babe," Bryce said, flashing me a crooked smile.

I reached down and gave him another kiss on the cheek, letting my lips linger for a few moments.

I was just happy that things turned out okay.

~*~

"Hello dear," Regina greeted, as I entered Bryce's hospital room.

I'd left the hospital close to 3 AM, and it was now a little past 7.

"Good morning," I said, with a smile.

Bryce was no longer laying in his hospital bed, instead he was sitting in a chair next to it, and Josh had taken over his bed.