Lox's POV...

"I'm with you, you're safe."

Greya?

I hear her voice on repeat mode. My mind trying to unravel what's real and what's not as different visions take place in my head.

"You're safe." I hear it in each vision.

I'm standing in a woman's bathroom, my face all bruised and puffy. Greya's hand brushing my face telling me I'm safe. What is this?

"You can sleep, I'm here with you." Her sweet voice reassuring me. This is real. Her fingers gently combing through my hair, feels nice. Calming. It's real because I feel her fingers glide over the long scars that cover the right side of my scalp. She knows they're there now and doesn't flinch. Instead, she traces each one while reminding me I'm safe in her hands.

I wish my eyes would open. I'm so tired and my body aches when I try to move.

My head's resting on her lap and I'm holding an ice pack to my ribs. Liam and Chase are lying on a bunch of blankets on the floor while they're watching a movie. Greya's fingers still massaging my head while playing with my hair. This isn't real. Can't be. There's no pause in her movements when she glides through my hair with one smooth fluid motion. No scars getting in the way. I can't physically feel a cold ice pack against my skin either. I don't understand.

"How long does it take for him to wake up after?"

Greya's voice.

"It depends. Sometimes he sleeps for about 45 minutes before coming to. The doctor says it's good to sleep a bit after to let his brain rest."

Liam's voice. This is real I think.

"Is he in pain when this happens?"

"He's told me that when they happen his entire body hurts for the first few seconds and then he kinda blacks out I guess. Sometimes he can hear everything I'm saying and sometimes he only hears part of it. They scare him though. They scare me too."

I don't want to hear this. Wake up Lox.

My arms moving, that's a good sign.

"Ow."

Wait, was that me? Greya's soft hand is now rubbing up and down my arm.

"I think his arm hurts," she says. I'm worrying her. I don't want to do that.

"Everything's usually sore after. His leg and arm give him a lot more difficulty after too, sometimes for a few days," Liam says to her.

"When he was first recovering in the hospital, it seemed like he had seizures every day. It took a while for the doctors to figure out what meds would work or not. He was always in pain because he had so many and I couldn't help him. Finally, we found the right meds and he had a seizure about once a week, then once every two weeks or so. This is his first one since the first week of classes."

"Really? That's good then right?

"Yeah it is. You're helping him Greya, more than you realize."

"I wish his mem...."

"He can hear us," Liam quietly reminds her.

Shut up Liam, I wanted to hear what she had to say.

Her hands go to my hair again. I love the feeling. I hope she wants to do this when I'm fully aware of my surroundings. I hope my seizure problem doesn't change her mind about me.

My eyes flutter open and close again. Good, my brain's coming around. "Ugh." Shit, my head hurts. Maybe I should lay here a few minutes longer.

"Hey, handsome. I'm glad you're waking up." Her cool soft lips connect to my temple. At least I haven't scared her away yet. I'm still handsome to her after she watched my limbs contort into ugly positions.

I ruined the end of our date. She's probably going to think I can't handle going out with her. I wonder what was going through her mind when she saw me convulsing. I'm sure it wasn't pretty.

"I'm s...sorry," I tell her, clearing my throat at the same time.

"You're awake, how are you doing? What can I help you with?" She's nervous and worried about me. I don't blame her yet I also don't want to be the cause of her worry.

"I'm talking too much. I'm sorry," she says.

I use my only working right arm to lift myself to a sitting position. Liam comes over and brings my legs off the couch for me. Greya helps by guiding my upper body.

Now that I'm upright and I've breathed through the aftershock of moving, I can focus on my voice.

"I'm o...okay l...love. S...sorry y...you h...had to s...see that.

She links our fingers together, instantly comforting me.

"I'm sorry you go through that. I wish I could help you more."

I squeeze her hand. Liam's right, she helps me more than she realizes.

"W...what t...time is i...it?"

"Three A.M." Liam answers"What do you need me to do?"

"Y...you should g...get some s...sleep."

"Fynn's not coming home so you can sleep in his room or in mine. I'll stay here with Lox," Greya says to Liam.

I nod my approval to Liam and he leaves us to find an empty bed. He needs his sleep. I've already robbed him of it more than enough the last few years. He'd stay up worrying about me the rest of the night if I told him I needed his help.

And if I know Greya, she'll be up worrying all night too but I'd rather be lying on the couch next to Greya over Liam.

"I'll be right back," Greya says as she gets up from the couch and walks to the kitchen.

She comes right back with a glass of purple liquid.

"Electrolytes. I read drinking electrolytes helps with recovery after a seizure because you body just ran a marathon," she hands me the glass.

That's one way of putting it. I certainly feel like I ran a marathon.

"Th...thanks." I drink the entire disgusting juice.

"It doesn't taste good but it does the job."

She grabs a blanket and pillow from the small chair in the corner and brings them to the couch.

"I can massage your arm or leg if that will help?"

"Tomorrow i...it w...will help f...for sure. T...tonight s...sleep will h...help me m...more."

"Okay." She positions the pillow at one end of the couch and the blanket on the other end.

"Can y...you h...help me? M...my leg's n...not going t...to cooperate."

She nods and picks up my legs for me while I lay my head onto the pillow. I position myself onto my side, leaning my back against the back of the couch so Greya has room to lay with me.

"Do you need anything else?" She asks while covering me with the blanket.

"Yes. C...come h...here so I c...can hold y...you," I pat the space next to me.

She smiles and climbs in. I'm lying on my dead left side so that I can drape my right arm around her perfect little body and pull her closer to me.

She pulls the blanket over the both of us and then links our hands together and tightens my arm around her. I nuzzle my face into her neck and breathe in her inviting scent.

I could stay like this forever, with her in my arms. God knows I'll want to tomorrow when every muscle in my body resents me.

"Thanks f...for t...taking care o...of m...me."

"Well, be ready for a little more of that, cause you're stuck with me now," she giggles and squeezes my hand.

"I l...like th...the sound of th...that."

"Thank you for taking me out tonight. I loved every minute of it even though it didn't end quite the way we expected."

I softly kiss the back of her neck. "I th...think it's e...ending just r...right." I burry my face into her neck again before falling into a deep sleep.

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I'll post another by the end of the weekend! Enjoy!