Still kickin'

As i came back to reality, I was overcome with a high pitched ringing noise and sight was something hard for me to grasp. As the fuzzy figures began to take their shape,The ringing noise began to dissipate with a cacophonous of muffled whispers taking its place.I had a mask on my face and i could hear my breathing, which resembled an astronaut. I made a move to remove the mask away from my mouth and a shock wave of affliction shot down the left side of my shoulder and through out my arm. I looked to my left and my shoulder and arm were rapped in bandages. Jelly's father walked in, clip board in hand, and delicately requested that everyone left. I was still confused about how exactly i ended up in the ICU. But i knew i should have been pissed about it. Dr. Winston came over to me and removed the astronaut mask from my face. He went and sat in his rolly chair opposite of the hospital bed. "Now, how are you feeling Hunter?" Dr. Winston asked with a warm smile. "I've had peachier days." I said with a crooked smirk. "You pulled through nicely. Not effortlessly, but successfully none the less. You do recall why your here correct? You were under some serious anesthetics." I searched through my mind for answers. I reviewed the basic and obvious information. I am currently in intensive care. My left arm and shoulder are severely injured. I really need a cigarette. I guess Dr.Winston came to the conclusion that i wasn't coming to any form of conclusion. "You were shot twice in the shoulder and the chest area. Owen brought you here early this morning around 6 o' clock. Miraculously, the bullets managed to dodge any fatal areas and you should be good as new with some physical therapy and a prescription for oxycodone." I literally was considering laughing out loud. I swear, God himself wants me to keep up with my drug addiction. "Sounds good." I dead panned. "Fantastic. I'll be in to check on you in a few hours." He said with that doctor smile all doctors carry around on their faces. All I wanted was answers. I had a lot of enemies, but I was doubtful that any of them have enough hatred to want to kill me for having sex with their girlfriends or stealing their parking spot at school. Dawn and Owen walked in. "What sup superman. eating bullets like its nothing. I swear, me and you take turns checking into this place." Owen said as he sat down in Dr. Winston's rolly chair with his feet propped up on the small desk. "You look rough." Dawn said as she messed up my hair. "On the contrary, I feel like a million bucks." I said as i winced from adjusting my body. "Alright, so who was the little bastard who put me in this god awful place." "Caleb Brumley. He claims he wouldn't have pulled the trigger if he knew it was you. He said he felt threatened, like someone was gonna rob him or something. I got there just in time to chip him in the mouth and call the ambulance." Owen said proudly. "That kid is going to hate life once i have a functioning left arm again, I've been looking for an excuse to kick his ass for years now. He shot me, He successfully won himself a well deserved busted jaw twice a week for the rest of his life." I said with anger clearly evident in my voice. "Slow your roll kid, all you got to worry about is making it to California with us, Jaw breaking will commence shortly after. Then you can come home and have ass kicking fun until your heart gives out." I suppose this made sense. I needed time to heal anyway. Might as well wait until i'm in the best shape when I break his face. It was silent for a minute or so. "I'm sorry." Dawn said sincerely. "Dawn don't be ridiculous." She was silent after that, probably agreeing that the majority of the blame was on me and my impulsiveness. The rest of the day continued normally. More people continued to come in and out of my room with flowers or some kind of candy, my hot nurse came in multiple times and brought me food and fluffed my pillow, my parents came in and said they weren't surprised that I got myself in such a mess, I said "I fuckin hate you people" then they left, and Dr. Winston came in and gave me meds. It was late and I was falling asleep to soccer on the hospital television, a sport that always bored me. "Sorry, I know its late." Said a voice to my left . I turned my head to see Audrey standing in the doorway. "Don't act like you didn't come late on purpose so you could have your way with me for getting myself in such trouble." I said with a half smile. " She smiled back and shook her head. "Half dead and your still trying. I appreciate your lascivious efforts, I guess." She moved in the dark from the light of the doorway to the end of my bed. "How are you?" She asked with concern. "chipper. It only hurts when I move, or breathe." I said.   She reached up and flicked my arm. I winced, "ouch! what the fuck was that for?" I said as i held my arm. "Don't scare me like that ever again. I mean it." she said aggressively. I smirked at her. "come here brat." I said as i pulled her up toward me with my good arm. and then we both fell asleep watching boring soccer. 

Yours truly,

Hunter Cade