My Highschool Dream Love - Part 9
"Oh no...." I said quickly.
We ran to the car together and I of course started with the 20 questions.
"What happened? Is he ok? Is it serious?" I asked, my mouth moving a million miles a minute.
She didn't say much. I could tell she was still in shock. I got the message pretty quickly.
"Alright. You know you're driving kind of fast, you should slow down a little bit. The limit is thirty five here and you're going fifty." I said, begining to get worried.
She looked at the speedometer and nodded. She began to slow down. After about an half an hour, we pulled about to the hospital parking lot. We ran into the lobby and a fairly attractive female nurse appeared.
"Excuse me, can you tell me where my husband is? His name is Chris Kep." my mom asked, begining to tear.
She looked on a board and finally found his name.
"He's still doing tests. The waiting room is down to the hall, through those doors, and it's on your right. You can't miss it."
I decided to call Brad. I dialed his number and it rang for awhile before he finally picked up.
"Hello?" he said.
"Brad, it's me."
"Ya, I figured as much. Your named showed up on the called ID. What's wrong, hun?"
"My dad has had a heart attack, I'm in the hospital. You don't have to come. I'm just letting you know."
"Are you sure? I can come if you need some comforting."
"No, I'm alright. I'm just gonna comfort my mom."
"Alright man, just let me know if you need anything. I'll be up pretty late."
"Alright, thanks hun."
I hung up the phone and went to my mom.
"Do you want me to call any family to come by? I'm sure they won't mind."
"Ya, call your aunt and god mother. I'm sure your cousins are up."
"Alright."
I did as I was told and said practically said the exact same thing in both calls. I'm sorry for waking you up, my dad has had a hearrt attack, etc.... While they were on the way, I decided to ask my mom again what happened.
"Well, everything was going fine. I wasn't doing to well with the slots, so I decided to go find your father. I found him slouched over a machine. I ran up to him and he whispered that he was having a heart attack. I quickly got someone who worked there to call 911 since I didn't have my cell phone on me and the ambulance was there right away. I had to take the car we took so I didn't ride in the ambulance. That also didn't let me get a lot of details about the heart attack."
The rest of the family came in shortly after this short story. My mom got up and hugged all of them and they were saying I'm sorry this happened, I can't believe this happened, and the typical stuff. My mom had to repeat the story again for everyone else. They were all tearing. After what seem liked an eternity, the doctor came in.
"Mrs. Kyros?"
"Yes? How's my husband?" she said, getting up.
"I'm afraid not so well. His heart attack was pretty severe. Unfortunately, the odds of him living are against him. We're doing everything we can."
"Oh my god...." my mom said, begining to tear.
"Can we at least see him?" my aunt said.
"Of course."
We went into the room where my dad was. He had a bunch of wires in him. He was obviously not awake. I wasn't expecting him to. My mom was brusing the side of his face, crying.
"How can this happen...." she whispered to herself.
"These things happen, we need to hope that he will come out ok and he won't...."
My aunt didn't bother finishing that sentence. Everything knew what she meant. There was a long pause.
"Well, it's getting late. Looks like I'm going to spend the night here. You guys should get gonig, including you, Tom." my mom said.
"No, I'm staying with you." I said quickly.
"Are you want us to leave?" my aunt asked.
"Yes, don't worry about me." my mom said.
They all left the room and we were left alone.
"So, what are we going to do in case things turn out for the worst?" I asked.
"He's going to be fine." she snapped back.
I knew she was in denial, but I wasn't going to take that attitude.
"Listen to me, I know this is hard but we need to plan ahead so we know what we're going to do."
She glared at me for a minute but I stood my ground. She nodded at first. I got up and hugged her.
"What would I do without you?" she asked, begining to cry.
"We need to get some rest. I'm going to go see if we can get pillowes and blankets."
I found a nurse and got some blankets and pillows. We set up some form of beds on the some-what comfortable chairs. We both fell asleep eventually.
I woke up and my mom was still sleeping. I went to go get something to eat for me and my mom. When I came back, my mom was awake.
"I got you something to eat. You need to eat something."
She nodded and began nibbling on what I gave her. I wolfed down my food. I was really hungry. I realized it was stilll pretty early, so I didn't call Brad just yet.
"So, what are we going to do today?" I asked.
"Hopefully I'll be able to get the hell out of here."
I turned quickly and I realized that it was my dad who said that. My mom jumped up and hugged him.
"Oh thank god!" she said loudly.
"Careful, that hurts."
She let go, she was really happy. A nurse came in shortly after to check some things.
"Well, you're having an amazing recovery. A lot faster than most heart attack patients. If you continue at this rate, you should be out in a week, a week and a half tops."
"That's great to hear. Thank you so much." my mom said.
The nurse walked away and we had a chance to talk.
"We're so glad you're ok." my mom said.
"I'm sorry to get you all scared like that."
"Don't worry about it. These things happen. We're just happy that you're safe." I said quickly.
My mom nodded in agreement.
Two weeks went by and my dad was home and fully recovered. He wanted to talk to me when we got home. In private.
"After this happened, it made me realize something. Life is short and anything can happen when you least expect it. I'm glad I was able to survive this. It gives me the chance to set amends with you. I'm ok that you're gay. Even though you're gay, you still are my son and I still love you."
I was so glad to hear that. I hugged him tight and began to tear.
"I'm so glad to hear that dad." I said.
I called Brad right away and told him the news.
"I'm so glad your dad is ok and he's finally accept you for what you are." he said.
"Ya I'm so excited. This is one of the best days of my life. So, do you wanna hang out?"
"Sure, I ain't got nothing planned tonight." he said.
"Great! My place or yours?" I asked.
"Hm.... Lets say mine." he said, in a somewhat sexy voice.
"Ooooh. Ok." I said, begining to get horny.
I decided to take a shower before I went over there so I could smell nice. When I got there, I rang the doorbell. However, no one answered. That's ood. I thought to myself. I tried to open the door and it was open. I walked in and looked around and it seemed empty. I sat on the couch and looked around in boredom. I opened my phone and was about to push send to dial his number when I felt hands go on my shoulders. I jumped for a second and then I relaxed cause I knew who it was. He started massaging my shoulders. It felt so good. After a few minutes of shoulder pleasure, he began rubbing his hands up and down my chest. He put more pressure along my pecs. It felt so good. It let me get a chance to get away from reality. All the stress I had just went away. He leaned down next to me,
"You like that baby?" he whispered into my ear, nuzzling my cheek.
"Mmm...ya..." I said, tilting my head back.
He went around and got infront of me. He sat into my lap and wrapped his arms around my neck. He leaned in slowly and kissed me softly on the lips.
"So, what do you wanna do tonight?" he asked, giggling.
"Lets go somewhere and get busy." I said, wrapping my arms around his waist.
"Mmm...yes sir." he said.
He picked up in his arms. I loved it when he did that. It turned me on so much. I kissed him on the lips deeply as we carried me into his room. When we got there, he laid me on the bed and towered over me. He leaned in and kissed me deeply. I leaned into and tilted my head to the side. After abou ten minutes of making out, Brad jumped up.
"What's wrong?" I said quickly, somewhat sitting up.
"Someone else is here." he said.
"What!?" I said
"Shoosh, stay here." he snapped back.
He started walking out to the door and peaked out.
"There's someone downstairs." he whispered.
"Don't say another word." said a strange voice.
I suddenly realized that there was a gun pointed to the back of Brad's head. I wanted to scream right there.
I'm sorry this took so long to right. I've been busy with a lot of things in real life. However, I will try a little harder to continue the series.