Desperate

Gunner didn't realize anyone had entered the room until Bree took his hand. He flinched and looked up quickly, his eyes only half open and partially glazed from the sedatives. Bree. No....no...she wasn't supposed to be here. This wasn't supposed to happen. 

He looked away as tears filled his eyes. She was supposed to remember him as he'd been the other night, dancing and laughing. Not like this. 

He couldn't stop the tears from rolling down his face, and he tugged at the retraints, loathing this horrid, horrid place. He hadn't wanted to be saved. He hadn't wanted help. Why couldn't people just leave him alone?

"You... you're not... s'posed to be here," he mumbled. He wanted to fight. Get up. Run. But his whole body felt like a dead weight. In spite of all his anger and hurt though, his fingers curled around hers. He hadn't wanted this for her. She needed to be happy, not tied down to someone like him. 

More tears came and his breathing grew shallow as he became more upset. "Don't stay," he begged. "All I do is...is hurt you. Just go...and forget." He scrunched his eyes shut tight and turned his face away, desperately wanting her to leave, and just as desperately needing her to not let go. For he'd slipped off the edge, and was falling.


Axel smiled a little. From the outside, perhaps no one would guess they were anything but coworkers. But there had always been something unspoken there...that either of them always had the other's back...and that they cared about each other as close friends would. "You're probably in my top ten, too," he teased. 

He ran a finger over a little dent in the truck's hood as his mind continued to return to the harder subject. "She could do another surgery," he admitted. "She doesn't think I'll ever get back to where I was, though, so... I don't know if it's worth going through that again or not." He shrugged. "I'm running out of sick leave though, and if I don't get back on the job soon, Darrel's gonna have to let me go." He also had his apartment above the garage...which could also be forced to change if he was no longer working here.

"Just not real sure what to do at this point."