Zephy Nights ch 5 (Excerpt)
21:11 Sep 01 2007
Times Read: 722
He left the room and I was faced with a very unpleasant expression from Zephyr.
“Why have you been so unmanageable?” he asked of me patiently, but I could tell from the sound of his voice that he was a little disappointed in me. “You’ve forced me to coerce you most of the day to accomplish what was necessary for your health, Billy. I have had little rest because of it,” he added crossing his arms over his chest saying.
“What do you mean?”
One corner of his luscious mouth turned up into that wicked grin I remembered from his picture in the chatroom.
“You will know when you are prepared to accept it, my boy,” he unfolded his arms as a nurse came in with a wheelchair for me. “And you’ll do as you’re told, or I will know why you didn’t,” he added with some firmness.
For the first time in my life, as long as I could recall, I lowered my head in acceptance of his authority over me. Normally it would have grated against me like fingernails down a chalkboard, but not with him. I tried to assess the reasons for it, but came up empty-handed.
But, I made sure that I listened and followed the nurse’s instructions to the letter. If she had asked me to jump, I would have asked her, “how high”? She wheeled me down to x-ray and I sat there for what seemed like hours again. Everytime I started to complain, Zephyr would give me a look that would silence it in my throat right away. I couldn’t believe how submissive I was being to this man, sheesh. And I didn’t like it at all–not one single bit.
When they finally got the series done, I was wheeled back up to my room where I had wondered when I would get to eat something. I was so hungry I would have eaten anything, but with Zephyr sitting next to me in a chair, I didn’t complain rested in silence. Not long after, the nurse returned and gave me a shot through one of the ports in my IV and I quickly drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up, my head was wrapped in a bandage with a very large eye gauze pack in place. I didn’t know where I was, but some guy in scrubs was trying to wake me up. He made a joke about me having a nice shiner for a few days and ambled off away from me for a few minutes.
“Zephyr?” I muttered, my mouth feeling exceptionally dry at the moment and it came out so softly I could barely hear it myself.
“Billy, your friend is waiting for you in your room, ok? You’ll be going back there in a few minutes,” the male nurse said gently to me.
“Where am I?” I mumbled to the man who came back to my bedside then.
“You’re in recovery, son. It’s ok, the doctor fixed your eye up very nicely,” he smiled down at me grasping the bed railing as he did.
“Can I have a drink of water?” I asked him then.
“How about some crushed ice?” he offered as an alternative.
“Ok.”
He left my side for a minute then returned with a large clear disposable cup with ice. With his fingers he placed some on my lips. I was so groggy that I was barely aware of it being there, but opened my lips to allow it into my mouth. It hardly seemed enough to quench my thirst, but I didn’t complain about it not wanting to disappoint Zephyr anymore than I had already.
“Don’t go back to sleep yet, Billy. You can sleep all you want when you get back to your room. I just need to you stay awake for me just a little longer, ok?” he fussed gently over me as if I were a Prince or some royalty. It was the first that I had ever realized how well I was being treated there and scolded myself inwardly for being such a bitch before Zephyr had arrived.
My one good eye was so heavy it was all I could do to keep it open. I could feel the eye gauze pressed firmly to the lid of my other, so that one couldn’t open. Then I wondered what the doctor had taken me into surgery for.
“What did he fix?” I muttered as the nurse looked at the clock across the room from us.
“Oh, well, I’m sure he’ll tell you all about that when you’re more alert and can understand what he’s telling you. Right now, you just worry about staying awake another five minutes and we can take you down to your room so you can sleep.” He lifted some ice from the cup and deposited it on my lips.
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Zephy Nights ch 4 (Excerpt)
21:07 Sep 01 2007
Times Read: 723
I barely recall protesting as the nurse wheeled me to the x-ray room, but I lost another three hours of awareness and consciousness of time waking up in a room alone–all tucked into a hospital bed feeling very heavy about it.
I happened to look to the door as it slowly glided open to see a tall figure of a man saunter gracefully into my hospital room. It wasn’t hard to recognize who he was. I knew it was Zephyr right off the bat. He looked exactly like the picture he had posted in the chatroom window. His long black hair swayed with his movements as he approached me. a tall slender man he was, yet I could tell he was strong and very healthy.
Those fucking eyes, dayum, I thought silently to myself. They seemed to bore right through me as if there was nothing that they could not penetrate and reveal to his gaze.
“Billy,” his eyes reflected a sadness in them that tugged at my heart the instant I met his gaze. I reveled in the accent that washed over me when he spoke to me not sure what country it was from. It didn’t sound British, but it appeared what he wore was.
“I’m fine, Zephyr, really I am,” it was my mission to sooth his heart so he didn’t worry so for me as he reached a slender hand to my cheek.
There was lace hanging from beneath the cuff of his jacket sleeve that appeared to be from an era I had only read about in history books. It was tailored and hugged his waist though it was open down the front showing the white shirt with fluffy lace, along the seems, and down the front and around the wrists. I did think it strange that he wore black jeans with it, though. Of course, I fought a grin about it enjoying the sight of him. I was actually very excited that he was there.
“Be careful, sir,” the doctor slipped in behind him catching Zephyr cupping my left cheek in his warm palm. “We’re not altogether certain that Billy doesn’t have some bone structure damage,” he added to his little speech.
I blew out a sigh. “C’me on, doc, I wanna go home,” I complained desperately.
“Billy, hush and do as the man tells you,” Zephyr’s eyes narrowed, exuding a certain sternness that I suddenly knew I didn’t want to cross.
“Thank you, sir. We need to get another series of the left side–just to be sure, Billy,” he looked to Zephyr, then to me.
“You’re the boss, doc. I’m just here for the ride,” I lifted a hand letting it fall at my side again.
The doctor smiled triumphantly and looked to Zephyr. “Are you staying long?”
“I can be here as long as you need,” Zephyr returned the physician’s grin knowingly, looking around the room–for what I wasn’t aware of at the time. It was as if they shared some secret that I abhorred not being a party to.
“Good,” the doctor took Zephyr’s hand and shook it firmly. “I’m pleased to meet you, sir. And I’m glad you came. He’s been a very difficult patient…until you arrived.”
“Then, I will see to it that changes, doctor,” Zephyr looked to me with even narrower steamy eyes, they flashed red at me briefly, which took me aback somewhat.
“Thank you,” the doctor beamed, then turned to me. “A nurse will be in shortly to take you down to x-ray again. Your friend can accompany you–just in case some damage control is needed.”
I sawed out an irritated breath, wanting to roll my eyes, but didn’t dare with my eye the way it was.
“If everything checks out, Billy, you can go home tomorrow,” he then informed me.
That made me perk-up a little.
“That is if you can behave yourself the rest of the night,” he added with an evil grin.
I groaned displeasurably, but didn’t say what I was thinking at the moment.
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COMMENTS
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NymzanSusauren
08:30 Jun 20 2009
I remembered every word of this, but I wanted to read it again. Maybe one day...our west wind will show up to save us both.
*blows kisses*
Jenna Karro