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Jonathan I was extremely nervous going to the hospital. God knows why my grandmother, in her infinite wisdom, decided that I would be the one to do this. My sister would have been so much better. She is the one who has the people skills, who always knows what to say. But no, she would have none of it and so here I was. I must have driven Sean mad on the drive down. I was a mess, so nervous. I kept babbling, on and on about the same things, over and over the sa
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Isaac I keep waking up. For some reason it is always hard. This time at least I am not in pain. Well.... there’s the ever present headache, the soreness in my back, the burning from the IV lines, the throbbing in my arm... but apart from that... no pain. I am so tired. How can I be so tired when all I do is sleep? It’s not even as if there have been dreams this time, not any I can remember anyway. As usual my awareness grows gradually, rising through the darkness slowly and, before I am
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Richard I had intended to go into the hospital at some point, just to check in on Isaac, but it is so rare that Katie and I have time off together that I didn’t get round to it and, to be honest, by three o’clock I had completely forgotten about Isaac. He was, therefore the last thing on my mind when I reached out for the receiver from where I was stretched out on the sofa with Katie in my arms. “Richard. I’m really sorry to disturb you but... I thought you would want to know. Wel
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Isaac It’s been hard; so very hard. The first time I woke up I was confused. I couldn’t make sense of what was going on and the pain was bad, like a vice around my heart. And then there were the dreams. I dreamed about Caleb. Sometimes he was strangling me or smothering me with a pillow or drowning me... every time I came awake gasping for breath and so terrified I couldn’t move or scream. I could never manage to hold on to it, to the light, to consciousness. Always I fell immediatel
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Katie I could barely believe it when I came on shift and found out what Isaac had been up to. I would have put money on him being so deep in a coma by now that there would be no going back. I even tried to prepare Ruth for it last night. I was sure that we would lose him today. But... I should have know better. It’s always the ones we think we know that surprise us. I have to say that, looking at his stats I find it hard to believe that he was capable of coming
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Ruth When I first saw Isaac, with all the tubes and wires and machines, I thought I was going to die. I thought that my heart would stop and I would die. If Jacob hadn’t been there I think I might have, but he was so strong, so brave. He must have been shocked too. He must have been hurting as much as I was... well almost as much but his only concern was for me and I was do grateful. When I started talking to Katie about the way I felt about Isaac I didn’t think
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Katie I checked on Isaac at about three o’clock. I was a little sad that we were going to be losing him. He is so beautiful. It isn’t often we have patients who look like him and it has been fun to giggle and joke about with the girls, vying to get to spend time with him. I am so glad that he is as lovely on the inside. So many times you find that the more perfect the package the more ugly its contents. Not so with Isaac. He was fast asleep when I went in and I made the decision t
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Isaac It is dark. For the first time since I came here I wake feeling warm and comfortable. There is no pain, no confusion. Without opening my eyes I sigh deeply, sinking back into the soft comfort of the pillows. Someone moves but I think nothing of it. There is always someone in here, nurses. It was probably she who woke me. They are always doing something, taking my pulse and temperature, waking me up to take my blood pressure then asking if I need something to help me sleep
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Richard I was in my office when the call came. It was the solicitor who had represented Isaac in the criminal proceedings. I have had dealings with him before and he was teasing, asking what it was about Isaac that was causing everyone to go so crazy. Apparently he had received a telephone call the previous day from a rather eminent City lawyer wanting to see Isaac’s criminal files, then a few hours later from a private investigator more interested in his personal information and then
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Isaac There is someone here, I can hear them moving. Something touches my hand. I am so tired. I want to sleep. I want to sleep so badly but... but... I.... I have been asleep for a long time and I feel stiff and sore. I sigh and it hurts. “Are you waking up now?” Oh great. I recognise that voice. I am really, really not up to this. “Isaac? I really need to talk to you. Please Isaac.” It is hard to open my eyes, hard to focus on the fuzzy lit
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Richard I won’t deny it... this case is getting under my skin. It seemed straightforward in the beginning. Some kid, nasty piece of work, gets sent down for a vicious crime and can’t face doing the time so he tries to take the easy way out. Easy peasy. A few lectures on the virtues of responsibility and consequences, a bit of feigned sympathy then send him off back to the prison on suicide watch for the governor to take care of. It is hard to summon too much sympathy f
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Isaac This time waking up is hard. It is hard for all sorts of reasons but, mostly because of the pain. My wrists are hurting, aching like toothache and my bad arm is screaming at me. Both of my shoulders throb as though they have been wrenched and my back is twisting in painful spasms. My mouth is weird too. My tongue feels twice it's size and the inside of my cheek hurts. I taste blood. What happened to me? I hear voices. I recognise Rick and the nurse, the
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Isaac The second time I wake it is quick. I have no chance to think, to make sense of what is happening to me. I think someone slapped me, there had been a shock, something had pulled me out of the darkness and now I am wide awake. There are two of them. A nurse, not the one I saw last time but an older woman, her hair scraped back in a style as severe as the look on her face, and a man in a white coat whom I presume is a doctor. Neither of them is smiling.
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When you have been betrayed by everyone you ever loved and thought loved you, when you have been utterly abandoned and are sooo alone, when you have nothing, no one, only pain and shame and abuse... what do you do? What can you do?
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Isaac The light is growing. Steadily, inexorably the darkness is receding as the light becomes more and more invasive. Soon it will reach a point where I can no longer deny it. Soon, but not yet. For the moment I can still hold on to the darkness, the memories, the life I knew, the life I still cling to despite it all. I am not ready for the light, I never was but the darkness.... the darkness is what I know, where I belong. There are voices, away in the distance. They a
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It’s hard to remember back to that time. I can hardly bear to think how close we came to losing the bright star that is my brother. He and Kane were made for each other and there should never have been room for Adam in between them. Kane learned his lesson well and he has rarely left Nye’s side in all the years that have passed since that day. It took a long time for Nye to fully recover. Sometimes I wonder if he ever truly did, whether there wasn’t a part of him that died or fell asle
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I was feeling very unsettled as I made my way back to Nye’s room. When I paused outside and heard voices from within blazing anger flared inside me. How dare they! He’d promised! I flung the door open, ready to give someone the earbashing of their lives... but all that met me were two startled faces. Nye and Kane were sitting up in bed, resting against the pillows with their arms around each other, Nye’s head cradled on Kane’s shoulder. I suddenly felt foolish and not a little embarra
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I was at home when I got the call. Kane was there too. Jon had insisted that we went home before he went to the police. He said he didn’t want us caught up in the backlash. Riz had taken Ben back to the safe house and so it was only the two of us. The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and clinical. It told me that Nye had been found and that he had been taken to a hospital somewhere and asked if I wanted a car sent to take me to him. As if. The voice would not or could no
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How long had it been? How long had he been lying here, every muscle in his body trembling, cramped and complaining? Well, alright not every muscle; his heart was a muscle right? And that was okay, except that it hurt. It hurt a lot, a huge crushing pain in his chest that barely rose as the effort of breathing was just too much. But it was still beating, so that was okay right? Actually, he didn’t care. Something had happened and now it was over. He didn’t understand it, couldn’t pro
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We were all nervous when we approached The Club and were very glad to see the dark figure lurking in the doorway of the building next door. As we approached Jon stepped out of the shadows and took Kane by the arm, guiding him around the corner to a door half way along the street, leaving Riz and I to follow. The door led to a set of stairs which opened out into a surprisingly pleasant flat. There was a large spacious living room with two floor to ceiling windows dominating the far wall. O
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The strange sensation was like a warmth and fullness in his abdomen and he suddenly felt as though he badly wanted to relieve himself. A small sound escaped him as he tried to tell someone but he was silenced. For a moment he thought that his body was taking matters into its own hands only to realise, at the very end that it was the tube sliding out of him. He hissed, both with the soreness of the last inch or so and with the almost unbearable desire to urinate it left him with. Befor
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For a long time Nye was not aware of anything much at all. There were very brief moments of lucidity in which he became aware that he was... in a car, in a bed, in a... different room. However although there was awareness there was no understanding, no connection between the moments, no stream of consciousness that would allow him to make sense of what was happening. Sometimes he heard voices around him, the words, heard but not processed, were meaningless and did not touch him. Not so t
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Nye sat for a while staring at his friend, until the reality of what had happened and what was happening sank through the numbness in his head. Suddenly he leapt to his feet and frantically freed Kane’s hands and feet, unstrapping the restraints and throwing them across the room as hard as he could in a futile attempt to channel the uncontrollable anger that coursed through him. Adam had let him think that Kane had betrayed him, abandoned him when all the time... fuck... it had probably b
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After an hour of ‘play’ Adam and Nye stood together under the shower in one of the changing rooms, soaping each other and enjoying each other’s bodies without the drive for colouring the simple pleasure of just being together. They were both tired and calm and replete. “Adam...” “What?” He nuzzled Nye’s shoulder, licking the water from his skin. “Do you love me?” “You can ask me that after what we just did?” “I... I’m not just another plaything for you am I? Some
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Nye was working behind the bar when he saw Adam weaving his way towards him. It was early and there were few people in. He felt his stomach knot as usual but this time the usual mix of emotions he felt when ever he saw Adam was flavoured with something different – fear. Adam slid onto a stool and grinned. “Hey babe. You look great. I have a huge surprise for you.” Nye smiled despite the psychotic butterflies that were demolishing his stomach. “A surprise?” “Yeah. It’s do
