Jordan- 8
It was a sunny day in the city of Chicago. One afternoon Justin was with his younger sister at the skate park as she was trying out her new skateboard. She had begged and begged her father for one for moth, Hank was unsure about it he didn't want her to do something on it and get herself hurt but the eight year old assured him she'd be fine.
Jordan was still learning how to ride it with her brother's help, once she got the hang of it he let her do it by herself. When she picked up her speed a little Justin almost freaked.
"Jo slow down a bit, I don't want you to fall". Justin called to his sister.
"Ok". Jordan replied back.
The entire time Justin had kept his eyes glued to his sister hoping she doesn't fall, his phone started to ring he looked back to his sister and saw that she was fine and he answered his phone.
While he was on the phone he didn't notice his sister was trying a flip on the board, Jordan was attempting to do a flip but ended up losing her balance and she fell face first into the ground.
When Justin heard his sister scream and cry out in pain he hung his phone up and rushed to her. By the time he got to his sister she was a mess, she had a busted lip that was bleeding badly, she was holding her left wrist, and she was crying hysterically.
"It's alright Jo Jo, I promise". Justin tries to calm her.
"I-it h-hurts Ju-Justie". Jordan sobbed.
He then picked her up and carried her to the car, he put her in the front seat and buckled her in. He threw the skateboard in the back then got in the driver seat. The whole time as he was driving he glanced to see his sister crying in pain.
"It's gonna be ok Jo Jo, I promise".
"I-I want da-daddy".
"I'll call dad once we get to the hospital".
They arrived to the hospital, Justin rushed around and got his sister he effortlessly picked her up and cradled her to his chest holding her protectively. Jordan stopped crying but now she whimpered and whined in pain she used her good hand to grip her brother's shirt, her face was buried into his shirt.
He rushed into to the ER of Lakeshore hospital, when a nurse had seen him.
"Sir what seems to be the problem". The lady said.
"It's my sister, she fell. She got a busted lip and it's her wrist". Justin replied shakily.
"What's her name?"
"Jordan but she'll answer to Jo".
"Jo sweetie my name's Ashley, I'm gonna take you to a doctor now".
"Can my brother stay with me?" Jordan asked.
"Of course".
They then brought Jordan to a room, Justin sat on the bed his sister still in his arms. He brushed her hair back from her forehead, he kissed her temple. The entire time guilt washed over him, in his mind it was his fault his sister was in the hospital. If he had been watching her and wasn't on the phone they wouldn't be there.
"Justie". Jordan whispered.
"What is it Jo Jo". Justin replied.
"Can we call daddy?"
"Yeah, I'll call him soon".
"Erin too?"
"Yeah, her too".
Just then a doctor had came in and sanitized his hands. "Hi, I'm Dr. Robinson. I'm here to see Jordan".
Carefully Justin unwrapped his sister from his hold setting her on the bed, he stood by her in a protective manner. He looked to the elder Voight then back to the eight year old.
"Jordan wanna tell me what happened today". The doctor spoke.
"I fell off my skateboard". Jordan replied.
"You're lip doesn't look too bad".
He cleaned the blood and put a small band aid on it, he then examined her wrist and when he carefully lifted she cried in pain. Justin sat next to his sister and brought her into his side.
"It's alright Jo Jo, you're gonna be ok". Justin soothed his sister.
"Were gonna send her up for an X-ray for her wrist to see if it's broken or not. You're welcome to wait in the waiting area". The doctor told Justin.
Justin looked down at his baby sister. "Think you can be brave for me?"
"Yeah". Jordan whispered.
He kissed her head and watched as she was brought out of the room going up to get an X-ray, he went to the waiting area he pulled out his phone and called his father.
Hank was at the office when his phone started buzzing, he seen it was his son calling he then answered it.
-Hey Justin, what's up. Hank answered.
-Pop, something happened. Justin replied shakily.
-Son what happened? Where's your sister?
-Jo's getting an X-ray done for her wrist. She fell off her skateboard, she got a busted lip and her wrist is messed up.
-I'm on my way, stay with her.
-Dad, I'm so so sorry.
-It's not your fault son, I'll be there soon.
-Alright.
Hank quickly hung his phone up then snatching his car key off the table and ran out of the building as fast as he could to get to his baby girl. He tried to remain calm the whole time, he wasn't mad or upset with his son he knew it was an accident he was trying to calm himself down before he lost it.
Justin remained in the waiting room of the hospital he had called Erin to inform her about Jordan and she assured him she was on her way. He was sipping on coffee when Jordan's doctor approached him with another man.
"How's Jordan?" Justin asked.
"She sprained her wrist so she's gonna wear a brace for a few weeks". The doctor explained.
"Can I see her?"
"Not quite yet".
"Why?"
"Due to Jordan's injuries I just want to rule out all possibilities of what happened".
"Are you trying to insinuate that I did it?"
"I am not, I have to look out for her best interest".
"I'm telling you right now I'd never in my life lay a finger on her. My father would have my ass if I did".
"Max Roberts, DCFS. Let's go somewhere more private to talk". The other guys said.
"Talk about what? I didn't do anything".
"Let's take this somewhere else".
"I'm not going anywhere until I see my sister".
"I can assure you that you'll see her after our conversation".
Shaking his head in disbelief he followed the social worker, they went to the lounge and sat down. Justin ran his fingers through his hair as anger surged through his body. How could they think he hurt his own sister? He'd die before he ever laid a finger on her.
"Alright let's start with what happened". Max said.
"I was watching Jordan, we were at the skate park she wanted to ride her new skateboard. I watched her as she rode it my phone rang I checked on her one last time and answered my call". Justin replied, a hint of anger in his voice.
"Who was calling you?"
"A friend about a job. It was about a minute, next thing I know I heard my sister scream and cry. The only thing I'm guilty of is not watching her".
"What happened before she fell?"
"She was trying new tricks on her board. I'm gonna say this again, I didn't hurt my sister. If I ever laid a hand on her our father would have my ass".
"This is just me, I think you got overwhelmed with watching your sister she did something to annoy you and things got out of hand. You had to think fast on your feet so you told you're sister to say she fell".
"That's not what happened!"
"Then tell me what happened".
"She fell off her skateboard last time I check falling isn't a crime".
"If you caused it then it would be a crime".
"I'm not saying another word until my father gets here".
"Kid I'm trying to help you".
"I told you I didn't do it. I would never in my life hurt my sister. Besides if I did hurt her why would she ask for me to stay with her? I swear on my life, I didn't do this".
Jordan was in her hospital room, she was sitting on the bed as a nurse was gently applying the brace on her wrist.
"Is my brother still here?" Jordan asked the nurse.
"He is". The nurse answered.
"I wanna see him".
"I'll get someone to get him for you".
"I want my brother".
"You'll see him soon".
Hank and Erin had arrived to the hospital, the head nurse had seen the two and went to them.
"Can I help you". She said.
"Yes, my daughter Jordan Voight was brought here". Hank answered quickly.
"Give me a moment to get her doctor".
"My son was with her do you know where he is?"
"He's with a social worker from DCFS".
"What?!"
"Hank calm down". Erin advised him.
"My son wouldn't do something like that". Hank spoke.
"Look, I'll stay and wait for Jo's doctor go find Justin".
"You bet your ass I will".
Hank walked off to find his son, the head nurse escorted him to the lounge where they were. Justin hadn't said a word in a few minutes and Max kept trying to get him to talk. A moment later the head nurse and Hank arrived the older man turned to thank her then went in the room.
Max had seen Hank and knew him. "Detective this isn't you're kinda case so if you don't mind".
"That's my son you're talking to". Hank said, a bit of anger in his voice.
"Dad they all think I did this to Jo, she fell off her skateboard that's what happened and nobody believes me". Justin told his father.
"Have you seen Jo yet?" Hank asked his son.
"They won't let me".
That did nothing but cause Hank's blood to boil more, he knew that his daughter would be afraid to be in a hospital room alone with no one there. He damn sure knew that his son wouldn't hurt his own sister that he knew for a fact.
"Go see your sister, I'll be there in a minute".
"Detective, I can't allow that to happen". Max told Hank.
After that Hank then walked over to the social worker, his son still sitting in his seat. Looking the man dead in the eye he glanced back to his son.
"Go see you're sister".
Justin left the room and shut the door behind him, Max was scared out of his mind. He knew Hank and knew what he was capable of.
"What gives you the right to keep my kids away from each other?" Hank spat.
"It was for Jordan's best interest, I had to make sure there was no foul play going on". Max stammered.
"Her best interest was to stay with my son until I got here".
"I was only looking out for her safety".
"You accused my son of hurting his sister".
"I wasn't aware they were you're children. I swear".
"If this ever happens again and you keep my children away from each other, you and I, were gonna have a much different conversation. You understand".
"Yes".
Hank then left the lounge. By this point Erin and Justin were with Jordan's doctor as he was updating them.
"Jordan is fine, she's stable. We put her wrist in a brace and gave her something for the pain". The doctor explained.
"Can we see her?" Erin asked.
"Of course".
He walked them to Jordan's room, Hank left the lounge and followed. Jordan was in a hospital room, she was a little droopy because of the medication. A moment later the doctor had returned but kept the family outside for a moment.
"Jordan you're gonna be ok, you're gonna have to take it easy for a while with your wrist". The doctor says gently.
"Ok. Is my brother still here?" Jordan replied, drowsily.
"You have some visitors if you're up for them".
Jordan nodded happily, he left the room and let the family come in. Justin was in first by his sister's side and he kissed her head.
"Justie". Jordan says happily, her voice filled with sleep.
"I'm here kiddo. Dad and Erin are right behind me". Justin replied, with a smile on his face.
"Hey Jordy". Erin
"Erin". Jordan had a smile.
Hank then went to the other side of her bed and kissed her head. "Hey sweetheart".
"Daddy".
"Are you alright sweetheart?"
"I don't know what happened, I was doing a flip and next thing I know I fell".
"Let's get you home".
While Hank was signing the discharge papers, Jordan rested in her brother's arms as she was slowly falling asleep.
"I gotcha Jo Jo, go to sleep". Justin says gently.
"What 'bout my story?" Her voice heavy with sleep.
He chuckled then kissed her head. "I'll read to you when I get home".
"Promise?"
"I promise".
After that the eight year old fell asleep in her brother's hold, her good hand still gripping his shirt. Hank saw that his youngest was fast asleep in his son's hold and just let her sleep, the small family then headed home for the evening.
Justin till felt nothing but guilt eating at him the whole time, the only thing that gave him comfort was the fact that his sister was alright, she was safe, and right in his arms. He didn't know if his father would forgive him for this or not.
The small family arrived home and headed inside, Justin carried his sister up to her room and tucked her in.
"Sleep tight Jo Jo". He whispered then kissed her head.
He quietly left the room and headed downstairs, he knew sooner or later he'd have to face his father he saw him and Erin in the kitchen each of them have a beer in their hands.
"I'm so so sorry Pop". Justin spoke, guilt in his voice.
"What happened son". Hank replies.
"I was watching Jo I took a call I couldn't have looked away for more than a minute, next thing I know she's screaming and crying. Her lip was bleeding like crazy and her wrist. Everyone at the hospital thought it was me who did it. I would die before I hurt Jo and I mean that".
"Justin it was an accident, we know that you would never hurt her". Erin said.
Hank went to his son and put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "This wasn't on you at all, it was an accident. Plain and simple".
"I should have been watching her If I hadn't taken the call she wouldn't have a brace on her wrist right now. Her lip wouldn't be busted".
"Don't do this to yourself Justin, you know how many times I'd take my off you or her and one of y'all would be hurt or something happened? Son it was an accident, it wasn't your fault it wasn't her fault. I don't blame either of you".
"Thanks Pop".
He then hugged his son tightly, Justin held his father as tightly as he could.
"I love you son".
"I love you too Pop".
Justin then went to go check on his sister, he peeked into her room and saw her fast asleep. A moment later she was starting to stir and he went to her side.
"Justie?" Jordan says, her voice filled with sleep.
"I'm right here Jo Jo". Justin said softly.
"Can you read me a story now?"
"Sure".
He then picked a book off the shelf and got comfortable on the bed, the eight year old curled into her brother's side using his shoulder as a pillow. The elder Voight was reading to his sister and after a few minutes Jordan was out like a light. He put the book down and just laid there holding his baby sister protectively, Justin glanced down and put some hair behind her ear then kissed her head again.
"I love you so much Jo Jo". He whispered in her ear.
He laid his head against her for a moment then his head went back to the pillow before he knew it he was fast asleep.
Erin had left for the night going home, Hank went up to check on his children before going to bed. He looked in his son's room and found it empty, worried quickly filled his body he then checked his young daughter's room. A smile appeared on his face as he saw the sight with his children.
Justin was laid out on his sister's bed and the eight year old was curled into her brother's side gripping his shirt tightly with her good hand. Quietly going in the room he covered them up and left the room heading to his room for the night.