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Karl: *I sit on the seat, as I have been for what feels like years almost as I hold your hand in my mine, my thumb stroking lightly over yours. The room is virtually silent, just muffled sounds of activity beyond the door filtering through occasionally. My eyes wander the room and the decor like they have a thousand times before this before I look back at your face*
billeh da boyd: *I stir as I wake up slowly, not yet opening my eyes. The first thing that comes to my realisation is that my head hurts. I groan lightly wanting the throbbing to go away.*
Karl: Billy? *I murmur, sitting up closer to the bed, my eyes scanning your face anxiously*
billeh da boyd: *I hear someone’s voice though it seems to be far away. I open my eyes slowly, squinting as the bright light blinds me. I turn my head to where the voice was coming from and try to make out who called my name*
Karl: Hey *I say softly, squeezing your hand* It's okay, just keep still.
billeh da boyd: *I finally make out your face and try to smile* Karl *I whisper*
Karl: *I smile and move to the edge of the bed and look down at you brushing the hair from your face softly* How are you feeling?
billeh da boyd: My head hurts *My voice is croaky and my throat feels dry*
Karl: I know. *I soothe, reaching for a glass of water on the bedside cabinet* You want a drink?
billeh da boyd: *I nod and quickly realise that nodding is a bad idea. I am really grateful for the water though*
Karl: Just sip it slowly *I warn as I hold the glass to your lips, supporting your head*
billeh da boyd: *I take a few sips, my throat feeling much better* Thanks.
Karl: *I place the glass back on the cabinet* Christ, you scared the crap out of me there for a while *I murmur as I stroke your cheek softly*
billeh da boyd: *I am trying to remember what happened exactly but my mind is blank* What happened?
Karl: You had an accident...in the car. *I'd already been warned you might not remember events*
billeh da boyd: An accident? *Though I understood what you were saying I don't quite believe it*
Karl: Yeah, it's okay. It's over now. *I assure you* We just need to concentrate on getting you better. *I smile softly*
billeh da boyd: When can I go home? *I ask, still feeling a bit drowsy*
Karl: Not yet love. *I'd love nothing more than to just take you out of here and home, but realistically that wouldn't be for a few more days yet*
billeh da boyd: Is Margaret here? *I ask, feeling myself getting tired again*
Karl: Not yet. But she's coming. *I squeeze your hand gently* She'll be here soon. *I bite back the rising emotion as I still stroke your cheek lightly* Why don't you sleep love? You'll feel better for it.
billeh da boyd: I love you. *I smile at you, before drifting off to sleep once more*
Karl: I love you too *I whisper, bending and kissing your lips softly as you fall back to sleep*