“You slipped something into my drink. That’s the only explanation.” He had to have. There’s no way I would have let him fuck me without protection. No possible way. That happened once. I won’t let it happen again!
“Ethan,” Ryan began cautiously. “I couldn’t have slipped you anything. You haven’t had anything to drink since I arrived. I wouldn’t do that to you.” An idea popped into his head. He knew what he had to do. He just needed to figure out how to do it. “Everything’s going to be okay. Trust me.” Please believe me!
“Trust you? Trust you? I don’t even know you!” Ethan shouted before collapsing into a chair. “What the hell am I going to do?” I’m glad Chis isn’t here. He’d kick Ryan’s ass all over town, then bury him six feet under. I want to do the same. If I’ve infected him, I’ll go to prison. Without any proof, there’s no way anyone would believe I did it unintentionally
“We’ll figure it out. You’re not alone in this.” Ryan soothed.
“The hell I’m not! You need to go. I can’t think or control myself when you’re around. Go, and don’t come back.” Please stay. I want you to say, but I need you do go. What kind of mess have I gotten myself into?
Ryan stood, got dressed and walked to the door. “I’m not going to let you go through this alone. I love you.” The last three words came as a complete surprise. As he walked out the door he realized that what he said was true. He did love Ethan and was going to do to whatever it took to help him.
I love you too, more that you could possibly know.
After Ryan left, Ethan went up to his room, took his medications, his thoughts bouncing around his head like ping-pong balls in a bingo machine. Trying valiantly to get his thoughts under control his left hand started shaking uncontrollably dropping the pill bottle, the pills scattering all over the floor. What the… He never got to finish the thought as his body was suddenly overcome with violent convulsions.
An indeterminate time later, Ethan woke up in the Life Sciences Center, sore all over and scared. What am I doing here? What the hell happened? Looking around he noticed the medication infuser and followed the clear plastic tube as it ran down and into his arm. What the hell are they giving me? He resisted the urge to yank it out.
A few minutes after he regained consciousness, a patient care technician came in. “I’m not going to ask you how you’re feeling, ‘cause I have a really good idea. You’re sore all over and scared. I’m also sure you’re confused and have a bunch of questions.”
In a parched voice Ethan asked if he could have some water.
“Let me ask the doctor. I’ll be back in a few.” True to her word, she was back in a couple of minutes with a pitcher of water and a glass.
He grimaced in pain as he reached for the cup she held out to him. She pulled the cup away from him, noticing his facial expression.
“Here.” She said as she held a straw up to his lips. “Drink it slowly now. We don’t want you to choke on it.” He took a few sips then settled back onto the biobed.
“Thank you.” He gave voice to the questions floating around his mind.
“Your brother found you in your bedroom on the floor having convulsions and called for the paramedics. You were dehydrated so we’re infusing you with electrolytes and water to help rehydrate you.”
“C-c-convulsions? Why? What happened?”
“Unfortunately, I can’t answer those questions, but the doctor will be in shortly to talk with you. Do you need anything?”
“Okay. If you need anything, just say ‘summon nurse’ and someone will be right with you. Before I go, we need to make sure the computer can hear you. Test system.”
A disembodied voice responded, “Test system command acknowledged.”
“Mr. Evans, please say ‘summon nurse’.”
The same disembodied voice responded, “Summoning nurse.”
“Okay, try to relax. We’ll take good care of you. Your family is waiting outside. Shall I send them in?”
Having just arrived, Alicia pushed everyone out of the way so she could be the first one to Ethan’s side. She practically pounced on him, pulling him up into a hug. He grunted in pain. “Oh my god, Ethan. Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.” She gently laid him back down. “Chris told me he found you in your room convulsing. Do they know why?”
“I don’t know.” He answered hoarsely. “Can you hand me the water please?” After a long drink he continued. “The doctor is supposed to come talk to me shortly.”
Chris spoke next. “You scared the ever-loving shit outta me, little brother. When I saw you on the floor and pills scattered all over the place I was afraid you’d overdosed on your meds.”
“No, I had just swallowed the one pill when my hand started shaking. That’s all I can remember before waking up here. God, that’s so cliché, but it’s the truth.”
“The important thing is that you’re here where they can figure out what happened. I wonder if it’s a reaction to your medication.” Troy said.
Ethan frowned. “I doubt it. I’ve been on the same medication for two years. Yeah it made me sick at first, but I haven’t had any problems since.” I wonder if it had anything to do with having sex with Ryan.
“What have they done since you’ve been here?” Alicia wanted to know.
“They did a body and brain scan on me and they’re pumping me full of electrolytes and other shit. They said I was dehydrated.”
A doctor wearing scrubs came in. “Mr. Evans, I’m Doctor Thomas.”
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