Emmett's POV
I had been waiting for at least 2 hours. what was taking so long? Had something been seriously wrong? How could Kyle hurt her so bad? I stood up and started to pace. Where was she? I saw the door slowly open and the nurse that originally talked to me came out. Would she call my name? I need to know what's going on. I read her lips and she started to talk.
"Max Lloyd?" Not me. I started to pace again. A man came over to me. He had a clipboard in his hands. He looked at me.
"Emmett Bledsoe?" I nod my head yes and he looks back down at the papers. He starts to talk really fast and I can't read his lips. I point to my ear and shake my head to let him know I am deaf. He looks back and picks up a phone. He asks for someone. A man comes back and asks him what's wrong. He comes back over to me. The man followed. an interpreter. He could've just talked slower. But it does help that he can let him know what I'm saying. It would save time, and the less time I had to talk to him, the quicker I would know what was going on with Bay.
Bay's POV
The nurse led me to a small room. She turned and looked at me.
" What exactly is wrong?'
" Um, a have a really big bruise on my side and some on my arm, and I keep getting dizzy spells." I listed the main problems.
" Now I see it says you fell and hit your head?"
"Yes."
"Is this what you believe is causing the dizzy spells?"
"I think so." I said and looked back at her.
"And how did you obtain the bruise on your side?" What would I say? What could I say?
"I was working on a painting, and a can of paint fell of the shelf." That made sense right?
"Alright, well I want an x-ray of your head, and while we're at it, I should do one of your side too."
"Okay." She handed me the hospital gown and left. I quickly put it on and sat down on the chair in the corner. She came back about 35 minutes later and led me to a bigger room that had a table and machines in the middle. A doctor came in. and told me to lie down on the bad/table. I did and there was suddenly machines hovering over me. I lied there for another hour and when they were down I went back to the original room she took me to. I sat down on the table thing this time. The doctor didn't come in for close to 20 minutes and I was really bored at this point. He came and sat in the original chair I had sat in.
"So what's wrong if anything." I said after a few awkward moments of silence.
" I'll just get right to it. You have a fractured rib and when you fell you had a minor concussion that was looked at far to late after it occurred." What the hell? Was I really that fragile that a guy, who's not even that big, kicks me a few times and I almost break a rib?
"So now what?" I asked.
"You have to have surgery to fix your rib, because at this point, it won't heal naturally, and you need to take some medicine for your head." Surgery? How would I hide that from my parents? All 3 of them.
"How bad is the surgery?"
"Not bad, just over an hour, you can go home that day. You will need to have an ace bandage wrapped on your side and stomach for about 2 weeks though." Just over an hour. That wasn't that bad. I can just say I'm hanging out with a friend.
"When will that have to happen?"
" There's a spot for tomorrow at 10 am. And at that early you could go home at about 3."
"I thought it was only an hour?"
"The surgery itself is, but to have to stay here so we can monitor you for a while after that. Not that long though." I thought about it for a second. Then a scary fact came to the table.
"How much is all this gonna cost?
" Well, your insurance will cover the surgery itself, and the x-ray today you can pay on your way out today, that's about 40 dollars." My dad had gotten me my own insurance last year. If there were such a thing as small miracles.
"Okay. I'll do the surgery tomorrow."
"Great. Just wait here for a little while longer." Then he left. I sat there. Waiting.
Emmett's POV
"What's going on with Bay?
" The interpreter signed sort of slow, but I got it in the end.
"She has to have surgery tomorrow. She'll be out in a little while. She can go home at roughly 3 tomorrow afternoon."I blanked after that. I could just hear that last sentence repeating in my ears. Bay needs to have surgery. Bay needs to have surgery. I quickly signed okay and watched him leave. I went over and sat back down. Bay emerged from the doors a few minutes later. I immediately stood up and went over to her.
"Are you okay?
"I'm fine, Emmett."
surgery doesn't sound fine.
"If you're fine then why do you need surgery?" I hadn't meant to say it like that.
"Emmett, relax. I have to go pay, I'll be right back." I went to hand her money but she signed no and went to the register and paid. She came back over a minute later.
"What time is it?" I pulled out my phone.
"Almost 4."
"what? I have to get home!"
"Bay, relax. And remember, school only got out an hour ago. Say you went to get some paint or something." I didn't like that she was lying. But she didn't want to tell them, and I wasn't going to force her to.
"Okay." We walked put and got in her car. I was still driving.
"I'll just drive to my house and you can drive home?" I quickly suggested. I secretly didn't want her to be driving but she nodded and I obliged. I drove home and the last thing I saw of her was her car driving off. Now that Bay was okay, next step was to make sure Kyle wasn't.
End of chapter seven.
I know it's not good. I warned you. Next might be better. I hope. I will hopefully finish this by next weeks episode of switched at birth. I said hopefully.
