He could hear noises, beeping noises. Voices. Bright lights stung his eyes as he opened them.
"Bad move." Jordi mumbled to himself
"Easy, son." A strange but soothing voice. He felt a hand help him sit up.
"Where am I?" Jordi cautiously tried opening his eyes again.
"At the hospital."
"The hospital?"
"Do you remember what happened?"
"Some kids hit me with a ball. I fell off my bike."
"You blacked out when you tried to stand up. You don't remember that?"
"I kind of do. Everything started spinning and then black."
"The man brought you here."
"My grandmother will freak out."
"The nurses found your ID in your jacket pocket. They called your grandmother. She's waiting outside with your cousin."
"Has she started yelling yet?"
"How did you know she was yelling?"
"My grandmother doesn't like hospitals."
"She wants to take you home but I'd really like to keep you over night just to be safe."
"She'll never say yes."
"I could simply refuse to let you leave. For your own safety."
"Please. Don't do that. I feel fine. I swear."
"Jordi, you may have hit your head. You could have a concussion."
"My cousin lives 3 houses away from us. If I feel bad I'll call him and he'll bring me right back."
"Okay, it's not my ideal but if you promise me."
"I promise."
"I want you go come back in two days so I can check that leg abrasion okay. Can you do that?"
"I'll figure something out."