Is he worth it?

Chapter 12 I thought we were a thing.

PJs POV

"Fuck!" I whispered. My mom was working, so I couldn't call her. Let me call Tayla.

"Yo. Tayla." I said trying to make it sound like I wasn't crying.

"Hey what's up you good?"

"Yeah I need you to drive me to the hospital. I um... I think I broke my hand."

"Oh my gosh. What happened?" Tayla asked.

"I punched a wall. Could you just hurry please?" I say quickly. Tayla knew about how angry I could get, so I'm glad she didn't ask any further.

"Yeah I'm on my way." I hung up the phone. Grabbing my wallet, and keys and heading out the door to wait for her in the driveway. While I was waiting in the driveway, I got a text from and unknown number.

"Hey this is Gino from the party a while back. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for the way I acted at the party. It was disgusting of me and I was wondering if you would let me make it up to you and I could take you out tomorrow night?"

I couldn't believe what I was reading. I don't even know what to say to him right now. I can't even think straight. Tayla eventually pulled up and I hopped in her car. She looked over at me and then my hand.

"Noah?" She asked. I just nodded my head and started crying. Besides my sniffles we were both quiet the whole way to the hospital. Before we got out, I looked over at her.

"This is a soccer injury. I flipped and fell on my hand. Alright?" She nodded her head and we continued over to the emergency. There were only 2 other people there and one of them was being called back as we walked in. The emergency room was cold and smelled just like it had been sterilized. I walked over to the lady at the desk.

"How can I help you?" She asked.

"I think I may have broken my hand." I explained. She nodded and asked for some of my information and then handed me a clipboard with some papers to fill out. I walked over to where Tayla was sitting.

"Hey, can you help me fill these out?" I asked her. I had punched the wall with my right hand, which is the hand I write with.

"Sure." She took the clip board and pen and I helped her fill in my information then brought it back to the lady at the front desk. We waited for about 30 minutes and then my name got called to go back. A nurse led us to a room and said the doctor would be right in, to examine my hand. We waited for 5 minutes and then heard a light knock on the door. In walked a tall slender man with a receding hair line wearing a white lab coat over his blue button down and brown slacks.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Easton. Seems you've had a little accident huh?" I smiled weakly at him.

"Well let's take a look at that hand." He smiled as I gave him my hand to examine. His hands were cold, and you could see his veins. He smelled like he just washed his hands with the bathroom soap.

"Well..." He paused for a moment flipping my hand over and touch my hand in places that made me wince.

"It does look like your hand is broken, but to make sure we are going to get an x-ray of your hand." The Doctor explained. I just nodded my head and headed back with the nurse to get it done. It took all of 10 minutes to get my hand x-rayed and soon after they were putting me in a black cast. I had to tell my mom everything that was going on, so I called her on our way back home and told her what happened. She was just glad I was okay and thankful Tayla took care of me.

"Thanks for taking me Tayla." I said and gave her a small smile.

"Of course, best friend." She smiled and pulled off. That's what I love about Tayla. She knew I would tell her what happened with out pushing me to tell her. I was so mentally and physically drained from today. I could not wait to just lay in my bed after I took a shower.