Weak in the Knees Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Weak in the Knees Ch. 05

... was trying to pretend that nothing had really changed with his health, but hearing it that starkly put made him look down at his hands, which were shaking slightly again. Zach's eyes went out of focus and he finally just nodded his head.

Diego was already over by the coat tree gathering his and Zach's jackets and grabbing the keys to Zach's car off the wall. He brought Zach his coat and basically bundled him up in it while asking Zayne and Brinxton to listen for Nadya. "If she wakes up, just sit with her in her room until she goes back to sleep. She doesn't usually want anything but some companionship."

Zayne nodded his head and motioned for them to go. They could handle their niece while Zach got medical help. It was good practice for them in case they had their own baby someday. Zach let Diego drive to the hospital since his contacts were bothering him now, especially in his injured eye. Zach took his contacts out on the way to the ER and threw them away.

The doctor looked over the wounds, and laughed at the tampons Elias had used to stop the bleeding in the nose. They took those out and one side was still bleeding a little bit. He sent Zach off for x-rays for the nose and then they took photos of his wounds, cleaned him up, and stitched up a few of the cuts they didn't think would heal well without it.

He did have a broken nose so the doctor had to reset it before putting a cast on the nose to keep it in place. Diego hated hearing the way Zach cried out in ...

... pain when the doctor reset it.

It was after all of that happened that the cops came in to speak with Zach. They went through everything and took photos of the wounds after being treated, and accepted the photos from before that the nurses took.

"Do you want to press charges, Mr. Lennox?" one of the cops asked.

Diego, who had remained quiet through all of this, looked Zach in the eye and said, "Yes, he would."

Zach looked at Diego, and Diego could see some slight hesitation before he finally nodded his head. The cops accepted that as an answer and left them alone in the room. Once they had left, Zach sighed and laid his head back on the pillow. "I didn't manage to do nearly as much damage to him, did I?" Zach asked after a moment of silence.

Diego didn't even hesitate. "No, he barely looked like he had been in a fight. He could just as easily have tripped over his own feet and fallen against a wall or something, based on his injuries."

"The last time I hit him at least gave him a bloody nose and lip," Zach mused. "He deserved that one too, but it's weird what a few years can change. It's not like I've been in a ton of fights, but the ones I have been, I usually came out on top at least."

"Well, once your face stops looking like hamburger you can work on coming out on top of me, but until then you need to focus on healing," Diego said.

"And here I was kind of worried that me taking the first swing would make you think I was a walking red flag or something," ...