-Logan-
"Rocky, relax.." I said.
"I can't. My dad is right upstairs, if he comes in I-I don't k-"
She started hyperventilating, causing me to run to her side.
"Hey, hey, calm down. Even if your father does find us down here, i'll take the blame."
She shook her head.
"I don't think that's a good idea. This isn't just your fault."
"Anything to keep you from having anymore stress on your hands."
Stella, the nurse that was helping Rocky smiled.
Stella knew Rocky from two years back. When we first came in we tried our best to dodge Rocky's father, who was behind the front desk talking to one of the new workers. We were thinking of just hiding in the bathroom until he leaves, but Rocky's leg was getting swollen by the minute. We were lucky we caught Stella on the way there.
"You guys are so cute together. How can Doctor Blue not approve of you guys?" She asked.
"I didn't necessary told him I was dating Logan, Stella." Rocky replied.
"Ah, I never knew you had a rebel side Rocky." She ruffled Rocky's hair, as I chuckled.
"Anything for a hottie." She teased, grabbing my hand.
"Are you sure you're Rocky?" I teased back.
She rolled her eyes and kissed my cheek.
"Well, don't worry kids..I'm sure Doctor Blue won't come in. Besides, i'm almost d-"
Before she can even finish wrapping it up, the door opened.
Revealing Rocky's dad, holding a clipboard in his right hand.
"There you are Stella, I need you in room 2-" His voice trailed off when he saw Rocky and I, the clipboard falling right out of his hands.
"Rocky..Logan..what are you doing here, and what happened to my little girl's leg!" He exclaimed.
Stella nervously scratched the back of her head.
"I see this is a family problem, so i'll be right out."
She turned on her heel and left the room.
Don't close the door..don't close the door..shit, she closed the door.
"Well, is anyone going to explain?!"
I felt Rocky's hand squeeze mines and saw that she was about to speak, but before she can I stepped forward.
"Rocky and I were skateboarding at Concussion Hill and she end up injuring her leg, after I suggested a hard move for her to do."
"So, my little girl is in the hospital getting her leg wrapped up because of your stupid idea!" Mr. Blue yelled.
"Yes, sir." I mumbled.
"Logan.." Rocky warned.
"Don't say anything to him Rocky. I thought I was doing the right thing to let my little girl be happy, but i'm guess it was a mistake."
-Rocky-
I watched Logan's head drop down as my father began to fuss more. It hurt me to see him getting yelled at for something he didn't entirely do. It was my stupid decision to do the trick after Logan told me I didn't have to, I should be the one getting yelled at.
"Don't yell at him." I stated.
Logan and my father hastily turned around.
"What did you just say?" My dad said.
"I said don't yell at him." I said again, a bit too harshly.
Logan gave me an 'are you sure you know what you're doing' look. I gave him a nod and turned back to my dad.
"You do realize you have a spotlight dance with the girls on Saturday."
"I do." I simply responded.
"Well, Logan just ruined your chances of ever having your first one."
"I have chances to get it another time."
"So, you're telling me you're not mad that this boy ruin your chance to have a spotlight dance on Saturday?"
"No. I'm mad that I let myself do something so stupid in the first place. Logan told me I didn't have to do it, but I did it anyways. He took me back to his place to clean me up, but it wasn't getting better and I was too stubborn to come here because you could have done or said anything. But he wanted to take me anyways, and that's why were here."
My dad just looked at me in silence.
"So..if you're going to yell at someone, yell at me."
Logan sat on the side of my bed and held my hand, as my dad sighed and looked at the both of us.
We were waiting for him to starting fussing again, but to our surprise he came up to Logan and hugged him. Logan gave me a questioning look, as I just shrugged my shoulders and smiled.
"Thank you, son." He said.
Logan looked confused and so did I.
"I don't get it..why am I being thanked?" Logan asked.
"Because you took a risk. You could have sent Rocky home for me to find her with a messed up leg, and having her lie to me about what happened. But you took her here even though you might run into me and you took the blame. I'm sorry for what I said before and now Logan."
My dad smiled proudly at Logan.
"To be honest, I still had a bit doubts about how much he cared about you, Rocky. But I now know I didn't make a mistake accepting the both of you. Nice work, son."
He shook Logan's hand as I smiled at the both of them, it was nice to see my father now gets along with my boyfriend.
"I'll get Stella to come back in to finish wrapping you up. You know shes probably eating one of those powdered donuts from the snack machine."
Rocky and I laughed and watched him leave the room.
"I can't believe it..it turned out smoother than I thought." Logan said.
"I guess telling the truth isn't that bad. I'm just glad that my father has trust in you now, isn't that what you've been waiting for since our second date?"
He nodded.
"I told you you're a sweetheart, Hunter. Little Scooter taking the blame for his girlfriend." I pinched his cheeks and started to talk in a baby voice, making him blush.
"Rocky.." He whined.
"I'm only kidding, Logan. It was cute watching you try to take care of me." He laid back on the bed, as I wrapped my arms around his torso and placed my head on his chest.
"You were also cute when you made those faces when I put the peroxide on you." He smirked.
I laughed.
"In my opinion, it was torture. Do it again and i'll rip your ears off and make it into a necklace."
His eyes widened and his hands instantly fell to his ears, as I chuckled and pulled him in for a kiss.
"I think i'll let CeCe or Tinka clean you up next time, if I still want my ears."
"Good boy."
