The Charmer

Opening up his blue eyes the one person Justin cared to see is nowhere in sight. Tears form in his cloudy eyes, that are barely open, He swallows hard, gazing at the nurse to his left, wishing he could call out to her, but he knows that is impossible.
Tired, Justin closes his eyes, hoping his mom would be there shortly, as he cries himself to sleep.

Lynn Harless Justin’s mother enters the recovery room, where Justin lies still slightly groggy from the drugs. She bends over gently kissing his head. “I am here, Sweetheart.”
Justin mouths and points to the bear in her hands.
Smiling, she sits in a chair next to his hospital bed. “Do you remember this bear, Justin?”
He nods is head carefully with a confused expression cast over his sore mouth.
“I thought you may want it since it brought you so much comfort when you were younger. I did not know what else to bring, then I saw your teddy bear sitting in the attic that your grandmother gave to you, and thought you may like it for comfort.”
He mouths, “Thank you,” as his eyes close. He cuddles the bear, drifting to sleep.”

The next day, Justin hugs his mom tightly, at his L.A. Pad in the Hollywood Hills. He rests his head upon her shoulder, nervous to let go.
“Shhh…….”, Lynn says in a hush tone, as the tears drip down her shirt from his eyes. “Justin, I am not going to leave you, until your girlfriend gets here. I know you are scared, and sick, and cannot talk.”
He grunts softly, turning his head toward the window, blinking his blue eyes, at the streaks of lights that blind him. Anger fills him, seeing the stalkratzii at his home, when he just wants to be alone with his mother. He bolts upstairs frustrated making his way towards his bedroom, where the teddy bear sits.
Resting his head on the pillow, he cuddles the bear in his arms, closing his blue eyes, and drifting to sleep.

Lynn sighs gently running her fingers through his curls, trying her hardest not to wake him, knowing the bear is being the charmer once more.