Chapter 17. Magic.

When I dared to try and open my eyes I knew I was in the hospital. The bed was hard but not uncomfortable and the smell of disinfectant invaded my nostrils. My left hand felt weighed down, so I cracked open one eye to see a much larger, masculine one completely incasing my own.

My throat felt like sandpaper, "Water, please?", I was able to rasp out. The raw noise sounded foreign to my ears. I opened my other eye to see Brodie, who had been holding my hand sit up and get a glass of water and a straw for me.

"I leave you alone for a half a day...", Brodie's attempt at humour could not fully mask the distress in his voice.

I tried to smile but my bottom lip felt like it was ready to split wide open again at the effort,causing me to wince.

"Easy now Rocky. Here, let me help you.", Brodie sat the bed up a little higher and brought the straw to my parched mouth. The cool liquid felt amazing as it trickled down the back of my throat. 

"Thanks. Mmm...