Chapter 14 #4
They carried him to the lift, where John was waiting, as was Tom. I tried to follow but a hand held me back by my shoulder. When I turned to look, it was my dad. He shook his head at me. I grabbed his hand and pried it off me and dropped it, turned and walked on the lift.
Nothing was stopping me from going with my Jimmy.
We got Jim to Mercy Hospital by car. Apparently, the city ambulance service is slow as molasses. Tom drove with David in the front seat and Jim laying in the back on top of towels, leaning to his right with his head in my lap.
It was the longest car ride of my life.
It didn’t help that it was pouring buckets. All I could do was keep an eye on the site of the bleeding like David told me to. I pressed a towel into it, while I combed my fingers through his dirty wet hair, and tried to keep silent while being a crying mess.
I did this.
He’s hurt because of me.
When we got to the hospital, the nurses went into a tizzy over us because of how dirty we were, minus Tom, because he wasn’t down there for very long. But they put Jim on a bed and wheeled him into an area down the hall. When I went to follow, Tom stopped me and motioned for me to follow.
First, he looked at David with an investigative eye. When he must not have found what he was looking for, he turned to me, “Talk. Now.”
I told him everything, even the events from before the weekend, minus the kiss yesterday and whatever was happening between Jim and me. I also copped up to my own stupidity of running my mouth even after being warned not to by Jim.
David just stood there, in complete silence, no emotion in his eyes, but I could feel heat radiating from his direction.
“Who tackled you both to the ground? You didn’t say,” Tom inquired.
“Because I couldn’t fully see. One moment, I’m standing with Richard starting to yell at us , and the next I’m on my back and Jim is on me with his face in mine.
It happened so fast…” I shook my head. “The next thing I know, Richard’s yells were fading into the distance, and we were back on our feet again. ”
Tom looked like he was putting pieces together and making lists in his head, but his eyes never left mine, like he was trying to detect fabrication. After a very long moment, our attention was broken by a nurse asking for Jim’s personal information.
Tom went to move, but David held his hand up, “I know all his stuff. I’m sure you have other things to deal with right now,” snapping his eyes to me, with laser beam focus. Then he followed the nurse.
Tom looked back at me and simply stated, “I believe you.” He exhaled and dragged both his hands down his face, stretching his eyes and catching his bottom lip.
“Okay. I need to find a payphone and make some calls. Um,” looking around, “aw, miss,” waving down a different nurse.
“Two quick questions. Where is there a payphone and also, where may we go to wait where he and my other employee won’t get in the way and make a mess while we wait for an update on a patient? ”
The lovely lady showed Tom to the payphone in the lobby area and then told him where she was going to take David and I once he was done with filling out the paperwork so he could find us later.
She brought us to a room with lockers and showers, clearly for hospital workers. She gave us two big brown paper bags and said she was going to go hunt down clothes for us, and that we were more than welcome to use the showers.
After she left, I turned to look at David, who lost the anger that he was showing earlier. He just looked worried and sad now. The bruise on his face was still dark but was lightening around the edges.
He walked to the shower and started stripping without saying a word. I was too stunned to move or say anything. He put everything in his bag and turned around when he didn’t notice me moving. “Are you not going to shower?”
“Ahh,” not being able to get more out other than that, staring at his huge hair covered olive-skinned body with a soft dick and big balls hanging low from a nest of hair.
I have never seen someone else’s dick before.
It’s bigger than mine, even soft. His balls looked like they weighed a quarter pound themselves.
“What, have you never seen a dick before,” reading my mind, making me look up at his face, which was still sadly flat. “Get undressed, Charlie. The showers have curtains here.” Then he walked into the shower room, leaving me standing in the locker area alone with my dick hard as a rock.
Shit.
I undressed as fast as possible and put my things in my bag.
I peeked around the corner to look in the shower room to make sure David wouldn’t be able to see me since I had an erection.
I skirted by his running shower and jumped in the one next to him.
I showered off the evidence of the mine and the tear tracks from my face.
By the time I was done, my erection went down and David was out by the lockers putting on clothes that were left there for us. I dressed as well, with my back turned to him.
That’s when Tom came through the door. He nodded at us, “Grab your stuff. We can see Jim now.”