A/N: MAN i so did not intend on taking this long to update, but homework is
like my new shadow. Today was the first day without any homework. But i
figured i better type now, seeing as i have none, and seeing as how i cant
really move. I buggered up my knee. Poor knee. Anyways, on with the story.
Mom and Mary K came back to the hospital with clothes. I got dressed slowly and they wheeled me out to the car.
"Everything hurts," I complained from the backseat.
"Duh Morgan," Mary K giggled. I wanted to reach out and give her a punch, but I was to weak. Weak and in some serious pain. The doctor had given dad a prescription for pain killers for me, so dad went to get those. Mom pulled in the driveway, and she and Mary K scrabbled out of the car to help me out. The three of us hobbled in the house, after Mom unlocking the front door.
"Maybe we'll set you up on the couch for a couple of days." Mom said, letting me drop onto the soft couch. Soft, soft couch, which I lay down on. Ahh, good soft couch. How I love this couch, which is weird because normally I couldn't care less, because I rarely spent time on this couch. But for now, I love this couch.
Two finger's snapped in front of my face, bringing my out of my love speech for the couch in my head. "Do you want the bed pulled out on it?" She nodded towards the couch.
"Uh, sure. I think I want to change. These are to tight for these bruises." I attempted to stand, but fell against the armchair. Mary K took off up the stairs, and mom came around the corner, with sheets and blankets of all types. She busied herself with pulling out the hide-a-bed and putting all the sheets on it. I felt completely helpless.
A couple minutes later, Mary K came down, juggling two crutches and some clothes for me. She handed them to me with a huff, and flopped on the floor, petting my cat.
"Thanks." I put the crutches under my arms, and hopped along into the computer room to change.
Dad came home with my lovely pain killers, and I lay on my new bed, with a nice cold cloth on my forehead. My head had started pounding again.
I groaned and rolled my neck to the side, crunching a piece of paper. Opening my eyes, I spotted a piece of paper that I was laying on. I painfully pulled my arm up, and read it.
Morgan,
We went to Aunt Eileen's. We should be home at 11. We didn't want to wake you up. Hunter called, and wants you to call him back. Hope your feeling better when you wake up. Supper is in the oven. Love everyone
"Oven," I looked at the door leading to the kitchen. "So far away." I mumbled. "Maybe I can just..." I drained that idea. I'm not hungry anyways, told myself. I looked near my feet where the cordless phone lay. I dialed Hunter's number and waited.
"Morgan, how are you?" Sky asked.
I laughed, "Been better when I was drunk and throwing up. I can barely move." She laughed. I heard some commotion in the background. Hunter was telling Sky to give him the phone, and Sky was teasing him.
"Morgan, love, how are you?"
"I can't move, I have a headache and my ankle hurts. I'm great." I told him sarcastically. "What are you doing?" I heard Hunter said in a minute away from the phone.
"It's madness over here. Four girls Morgan. Four. I love them all, but it's all make-up and boys and clothes. I'm going crazy." I laughed even though it hurt. "What are you up to?"
"Laughing at you. Other than that nothing. Everyone went to my Aunt's house." I blushed at his next comment, and I don't know why.
"Your home. Alone?"
"Yes."
"Do you think it would be appropriate if I came over to keep you company? Escape from my lovely cousin, sister and daughters, and their talkings?" I could tell he would beg.
"Perfectly. I'll be waiting.." I hung up without either of us saying bye. He could get me food.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I didn't sense anyone being here though? Maybe the pain killer's were dulling me out. Figuring it was Hunter I called out, "Come in."
I looked up from my position laying on my bed. "Get the hell out!"
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Mom and Mary K came back to the hospital with clothes. I got dressed slowly and they wheeled me out to the car.
"Everything hurts," I complained from the backseat.
"Duh Morgan," Mary K giggled. I wanted to reach out and give her a punch, but I was to weak. Weak and in some serious pain. The doctor had given dad a prescription for pain killers for me, so dad went to get those. Mom pulled in the driveway, and she and Mary K scrabbled out of the car to help me out. The three of us hobbled in the house, after Mom unlocking the front door.
"Maybe we'll set you up on the couch for a couple of days." Mom said, letting me drop onto the soft couch. Soft, soft couch, which I lay down on. Ahh, good soft couch. How I love this couch, which is weird because normally I couldn't care less, because I rarely spent time on this couch. But for now, I love this couch.
Two finger's snapped in front of my face, bringing my out of my love speech for the couch in my head. "Do you want the bed pulled out on it?" She nodded towards the couch.
"Uh, sure. I think I want to change. These are to tight for these bruises." I attempted to stand, but fell against the armchair. Mary K took off up the stairs, and mom came around the corner, with sheets and blankets of all types. She busied herself with pulling out the hide-a-bed and putting all the sheets on it. I felt completely helpless.
A couple minutes later, Mary K came down, juggling two crutches and some clothes for me. She handed them to me with a huff, and flopped on the floor, petting my cat.
"Thanks." I put the crutches under my arms, and hopped along into the computer room to change.
Dad came home with my lovely pain killers, and I lay on my new bed, with a nice cold cloth on my forehead. My head had started pounding again.
I groaned and rolled my neck to the side, crunching a piece of paper. Opening my eyes, I spotted a piece of paper that I was laying on. I painfully pulled my arm up, and read it.
Morgan,
We went to Aunt Eileen's. We should be home at 11. We didn't want to wake you up. Hunter called, and wants you to call him back. Hope your feeling better when you wake up. Supper is in the oven. Love everyone
"Oven," I looked at the door leading to the kitchen. "So far away." I mumbled. "Maybe I can just..." I drained that idea. I'm not hungry anyways, told myself. I looked near my feet where the cordless phone lay. I dialed Hunter's number and waited.
"Morgan, how are you?" Sky asked.
I laughed, "Been better when I was drunk and throwing up. I can barely move." She laughed. I heard some commotion in the background. Hunter was telling Sky to give him the phone, and Sky was teasing him.
"Morgan, love, how are you?"
"I can't move, I have a headache and my ankle hurts. I'm great." I told him sarcastically. "What are you doing?" I heard Hunter said in a minute away from the phone.
"It's madness over here. Four girls Morgan. Four. I love them all, but it's all make-up and boys and clothes. I'm going crazy." I laughed even though it hurt. "What are you up to?"
"Laughing at you. Other than that nothing. Everyone went to my Aunt's house." I blushed at his next comment, and I don't know why.
"Your home. Alone?"
"Yes."
"Do you think it would be appropriate if I came over to keep you company? Escape from my lovely cousin, sister and daughters, and their talkings?" I could tell he would beg.
"Perfectly. I'll be waiting.." I hung up without either of us saying bye. He could get me food.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I didn't sense anyone being here though? Maybe the pain killer's were dulling me out. Figuring it was Hunter I called out, "Come in."
I looked up from my position laying on my bed. "Get the hell out!"
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