There's No Place Like Home
By MeLovesDavid A.K.A. Camrie
Summary: About Bradin, whose heart is broken, and he runs away back to Kansas. And of course it has the others.
A/N: Hope you all have/had a great Easter! "Don't hit my cousin! smack" LOL, don't ask. :)
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Chapter 6: Welcome Home
Bradin sat in a wheelchair borrowed from the hospital. It wasn't easy to use crutches with a broken arm and a broken leg. But, since he would get the cast off his arm in four more weeks, he would still have to use his crutches to get around since his leg was more severely broken than his arm.
His aunt pushed him into the house where it was completely dark. The curtains were shut and all the lights were off. The four adults that came to pick him up from the hospital went around him, and someone flicked on the lights.
"Welcome home, Bradin!" Ava, Susannah, Johnny, Jay, Nikki, and Derrick screamed at the top of their lungs in unison. The house was decorated, and there was a banner hanging that read "Welcome home!"
"Wow!" Bradin said out loud. "Thanks, guys. I missed you."
"We missed you too," Derrick said, happy to see his older brother.
Bradin looked a lot better than he did when he first got to the hospital. He no longer had any symptoms of the concussion, although he wouldn't be able to surf for a while, if ever. The bandage that used to go around his head was now just a gauze pad on over the cut with special tape to hold it on. Most of the minor cuts and bruises had healed all the way, if not, most of the way. He just had a cast on his right arm up to his elbow from his wrist and left leg from his ankle to right below his knee cap.
Bradin smiled and looked from his aunt to Jay, Johnny, Susannah, Derrick, and then Nikki.
"Ok," Nikki began, "time for cake."
"You got cake?" Bradin asked, wondering why they would do all this for him.
"Of course Big Brother," Nikki said child-like. Bradin laughed, and so did Nikki.
'Welcome home Bradin Westerly' Bradin thought to himself.
After the "party" was over, Bradin asked where he was going to sleep. They moved people around so that Bradin had a bed downstairs until his leg healed. Bradin went into his new room and plopped down on the bed. He wasn't very tired because he had been sleeping the whole time in the hospital, but he drifted off into dreamland anyway.
Bradin woke up with a roaring pain in his arm. When he realized that he had rolled on top of his broken arm, he moved it and tried to go back to sleep. This was going to be a long eight weeks.
In the morning, the injured surfer hobbled out of bed, and he went – or, at least, he tried to go - into the kitchen. "Hey," Jay greeted Bradin as he came into the kitchen.
"Hey," Bradin replied, not at all as enthusiastic as Jay. Bradin went out to the back patio with one crutch, and he positioned himself so that he could watch the waves.
Bradin sat there for a little while until he felt someone coming up behind him. He didn't bother to look, even when the person sat down next to him. The person, Callie, finally spoke. "I heard about your accident."
Bradin almost jumped out of his seat, if only he could. "Yeah," he replied shortly.
A/N: I almost kept going! But, me, being the lazy person that I am, decided to leave it at a cliffhanger:) Haha!
What
will happen? Well, if I knew, I would surely tell you! LOL! I
decided not to worry about the length of my chapters, and you
shouldn't either:) I'll just write until I feel like updating!
How 'bout that? LOL
Again, happy Easter!
