Daniel's P.O.V.

The fuckers, oops I mean doctors, won't let me go back with Joey. That's my freaking baby and they won't let me go back there to hold his had while he gets a knife, a knife, taken out of his leg. I just need to know the whole story so I know who to kill first.

I'm not sure why they let me, a prisoner, sit in the waiting room of the jail's hopsital versus sending me away, but I am thankful they are letting me sit here. I have a magazine in my hand and i'm reading about some celebrities marriage that the press is bashing, when I hear his shrill leaking past the cracks of the door separating the waiting room from back there. I jump up to go to the door when a guard steps in front of me.

"Sir, you can't go back there," he tells me, blocking my path to help my sweetheart.
"If you were getting a fucking knife taken out of your leg, wouldn't you want someone there to hold your hand?" I ask him as his expression towards me softens, he escorts me to where Joey is and all the doctors and nurses turn towards me when we walk in the door.
"Let him hold his hand, he needs it," the guard says and then walks away.

"Daniel," Joey says as pain and happiness fight on his face, trying to deciade which will show up more.
"I'm here baby. I'm here," I reassure him, grabbing his hand and kissing his forehead. Joey squeezes my hand tighter and tighter as the doctors continue to get the knife out of his leg. They're trying not to do anymore damage to his leg so of course they're taking their time.

"Oh fuck!" Joey screams when the final edge of the knife surfaces out of his skin. The doctors begin to act quickly to stitch him up and clean the wound so it won't get infected from the possibly dirty blade. The doctor then looks to Joey with a very concered look on his face.
"Joseph, what is that around your neck?" The doctor asks, walking over to Joey and lightly placing his fingertips on Joey's slightly sweaty skin.
"It's uh. It's," Joey says trying to choke out the words. He clenches his teeth and shakes his head, closing his eyes and letting a few tears slip down his cheeks.
"What is it, Joseph?" The doctor says a bit harsher this time. Joey begins to squeeze my hand tighter and I can tell I need to stop this now.
"Worry about it later. Just fucking treat him before you do more harm than good," I tell the doctor, reaching my free hand over Joey to wipe away his tears. I then place the same hand on his cheek and begin to rub circle on it.
"Thank you, Daniel," Joey whispers to me as his blood shot eyes search around the room, looking at everything and nothing at all. I move my hand from his cheek and move out of the way of the doctors, while still keeping a firm grip on Joey's hand.

The doctors examine all his cuts and bruises, cleaning them and occasionally fixing one up that appeared to be a bit deep. Joey layed there and never flinched once, probably because they were cuts not a whole knife jabbed down to his bone.

"You're good to go, Joseph. The guards will probably need to talk to you though. They need to know what happened do they can protect you. We would off you a wheelchair but i'm sure your boy over here is probably going to carry you everywhere until your leg wound heels," the doctor tells us. He hands Joey some paper work for him to sign and all that great, fun stuff. He hands it back to them and we meet our guards in the waiting room to take us back to out cells. As we are walking, and Joey is being carried, Joey begins to tense up in my arms.

"What is it, sweet boy?" I ask him kissing his forehead.
"Can we um. Not go back to my old cell. Can we both be in Daniel's?" Joey whimpers out to our guards as he begins to shake a bit. I hold him tighter to try and comfort him. The guards talk for a second before turning back to us to give their answer.
"We do find it to be in your best interest to stay in the same cell. Obviously, Daniel needs to baby you, Joey. So yes, we will put you both in Daniel's cell and then move Ryan back with Preston," Joey's guard says. But I can't help but notice that Joey winces whenever he hears Preston's name come out of his guards mouth.

Our guards put us in the cell and I lay down on my bed, setting Joey down beside me. I pull him close to me and kiss all over his face, leaving a few stray marks on his jaw. When I open my eyes and look at his jaw, I see teeth marks and deep hickeys that I hadn't noticed before. I take my hand and place it on the marks and Joey flinches and looks at me with fear in his eyes. I sit up and pull Joey on my lap, setting his hurt leg where it won't cause him any pain. He has a death grip around my neck and has his head rested on my shoulder. I put my arms around his back and begin to rub up and down, patting his back from time to time just to give him extra comfort.

"I know you don't want to talk about what happened, and I don't blame you, sweetheart. Tomorrow you have to go talk to your guard and explain exactly what happened so he can deal with the issue. So, today we don't have to talk about it. But, tomorrow i'm going to see if I can go with you so you don't have to tell me a second time. Obviously whatever hppened to you was horrifying and I don't want you to relive it over and over. Okay, sweetheart?" I whisper into his ear and then pull back a bit so I can see his beautiful eyes. Only when I look into them, they appear to have lost their color. The beautiful green they once were has now shifted into a dark gray, clouding over his vision. He makes eye contact with me but only for a second before he shoves his head back into my shoulder.
"Can we go to sleep? It is already seven and I just want to sleep with you," Joey mumbles into my shoulder.
"Of course, baby," I tell him. He flinches a bit when I say the word baby.
"P-please don't call me that," he whispers as he begins to shake.
"I won't, sweetheart. I'm so sorry. Now let's go to sleep," I tell him, lowering us down. Joey sleeps directly on top my me, his wound out to the side where it won't get bumped. I rub his back and up and down his arms until I feel him fall completely asleep.

I don't know what happened to Joey. And I am not sure now if I want to find out...

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