Chapter 3 – Broken and Healed
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Phineas always loved summer, and as you may know, he always made it his mission to make the most of every day.
But now, all he wanted to do was work with Isabella at her mom's Mexican-Jewish café.
Phineas decided to work as a waiter so he could be close to his friends as well as with Isabella.
"Phineas honey." Vivian called from the kitchen. "What do you need Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro?"
"We're almost out of toothpicks," Vivian said. "You mind taking your bike to the grocery store to pick some up?"
"No problem," Phineas said as he took off his apron. "I'll be right back before you know it."
(An hour later)
Isabella was staring out the window of the Café, it had been nearly an hour since Phineas left and Isabella was starting to worry.
Vivian noticed that her daughter's face had filled with worry. "Isa, is something wrong?"
"Mom, it's Phineas he's been gone for almost an hour." Isabella said.
"Oh that's right," Vivian said. "It's strange actually; the grocery store isn't that far from here. I hope nothing bad happened to him."
Isabella sighed. "I hope you're right."
Suddenly the restaurant's service phone started ringing. "I'll get it." Isabella said.
"Hello, Nosh-Ole Café, how may help you?"
"Isabella, is that you?" Isabella was a little surprised to Ferb's voice on the other line. "Oh hey Ferb, how are you?"
"Sorry Isabella I don't really the time to chat right now, I need you to listen to me."
(Line Break Quote: "The enemy of the Platypus is Man.")
Isabella was frantic, everything Ferb told her just kept on racing around in her mind.
Phineas was admitted to the Hospital.
Isabella ran as fast as she could to Danville General Hospital, when she got there Ferb was waiting for her by the entrance.
"Please be okay, please be okay." Isabella said softly as she continued to run.
"Ferb," Isabella said as she tried to catch her breath. "How is he?"
Ferb put a comforting hand on Isabella's shoulder. "He's alright, but it would be better if you spoke with the doctor."
Isabella nodded her head. Ferb took Isabella inside. "Follow me."
Isabella's heart started racing, what would do when she saw Phineas? Even though she knew that he would fine, something in her head kept telling her otherwise.
Ferb ushered Isabella into one of the rooms. Isabella saw Phineas; he was just there on the hospital bed listening to whatever his doctor was telling him.
When the doctor was finished he walked over Isabella and extended his hand. "Hi, you must be Isabella."
Isabella shook the doctor's hand and nodded her head. "Yes, I am. How is he Doc?"
"Oh," The doctor said as he looked over at Phineas. "Why don't you ask him, I think it'd be better if he told you what happened."
Isabella gave the Doctor a quick nod. She walked to Phineas' bed. "Oh Phineas," Isabella said. "You had me so worried; I'm just glad you're okay, what happened?"
"I broke my arm," Phineas said as he pulled his left arm out from under the blankets. "I lost my balance on my bike while I was heading back to the Café and crashed into a parked car."
"I tried to save some time by taking a short-cut on that steep downhill incline. I guess I learned my lesson." Phineas said with a hearted chuckle.
"Is it serious?"
Phineas shook his head. "Nah, it's just a hair-line fracture, Doc said I'll be okay in 3 weeks."
"Oh, that's good to hear," Isabella said. "You're lucky I always carry a pink marker with me wherever I go."
Isabella reached into her pocket and pulled said marker. "Mind if I sign your cast?"
Phineas smiled. "Go ahead."
Isabella wrote 'Get well soon' substituting the 'o's with hearts.
Phineas looked at the hearts. "You know, I'm starting to feel better already."
AN: This chapter was inspired by true life events that happened to me last year in April when I was working in my Uncle's Bakery. And just like Phineas my left arm had to be put in a cast for 3 weeks. But unlike Phineas I didn't have a girlfriend (at that time) to sign my cast with pink hearts *Sigh* it's been a year since I broke my arm, time sure does fly.
THE TATTOO ASRTIST is out, peace...