"Troy! You need to calm down!" Steven yelled over Troy's cries of pain. They were in the car and had left Lizzie and Ben with Gabriella.
"IT HURTS!" Troy screamed grasping his hand trying effortlessly to make the pain stop.
"Troy... We're almost there. It'll be 5 more minutes."
"PLUS THE WAITING ROOM!" Troy leaned his head back against the back of the seat and scrunched his eyes to a close.
"Ok. So it might be 15 minutes.. but that's it, no longer." Steven looked over at his son whilst stopped at a red light. He reached over and put a hand on his shoulder. "It'll be ok."
"No... It hurts now!" Troy had finally reached his breaking point. He had always seen the movies and TV shows with the most annoying patient that never shuts up. He now knew that he was that patient, but he couldn't help it. It hurt like hell.
"Troy there isn't anything we can do about it. You're going to have to calm down."
"We can do something! You... you can... you can punch me! That'll knock me out... and... and I won't be able to feel anything." Troy blurted out as they turned into the entrance of the hospital.
"Troy. Listen to yourself! You don't want me to punch you!"
"No, No... I do. I really want you to punch me."
"No, you've got to fight through this. Do you want to be that guy that has everybody else fight his battle for him? You can't ALWAYS take the easy way out of everything and the sooner you realize that the sooner everything in your life, not just your hand, will stop hurting." Steven said as he opened the car door for Troy.
"Of all the moments we talked, you picked now to lecture me?" He asked as he climbed out of the car.
"Well, It's very hard to lecture somebody who only says one word at a time."
They walked for a while in silence, except for several groans coming from Troy's mouth. As the doctor walked into the waiting room and called Troy's name, Troy stood up anxiously and started walking towards the double doors, before he turned around.
"You tell anybody, and I mean anybody, that I basically just cried like a baby, I will... I will... Well I don't know but I'll do something so bad that You won't be able to sleep at night." Troy said and turned back around to follow the doctor into the treatment room.
Gabriella sighed as she followed the two kids into the kitchen to make them dinner. She laughed when she saw the pot of uncooked soup on the counter but cringed from the thought of Troy's pain as she looked at the stove.
"I'm Home!" Lauren called from the door. "Did Steve not come home? I didn't see his car in the driveway."
Gabriella exited the kitchen. "He's at the hospital-"
"Why? What happened? Is he ok? Are the kids ok? Troy? Is Troy ok? Oh please tell me everything is ok." Lauren said in a panic as she dropped her purse on the floor.
"For Troy. He's at the hospital for Troy. He burnt his hand on the stove. It looked pretty bad. " Gabriella said watching as Lauren took into consideration what Gabriella just told her.
"Well, I'm sure he'll be fine honey." Lauren said as she walked up to Gabriella and hugged her. For once, Gabriella felt that it was ok to cry. She didn't care who was watching, she just let it all out. For the first in a while.