Boy Troubles: King of Thieves

Chapter 16

Author's Note: My dear friend, and the reason I have a wattpad, @thvnder-torms (and other readers), I apologize for waiting forever to update. With a busy schedule and a blurred imagination, things tend to be slower within the writing process. Hopefully this makes up for the lost time. I'm sorry Trouble Makers, you're still amazing and I love you so.

"Mom," I heard a faint voice, from what sounded like Piper's. "Mom, please get up." It seemed like she was crying. "Mom! Someone help!" I opened my eyes slowly to have a blurred vision. I couldn't seem to focus on who was talking to me. I actually couldn't seem to focus on anything. I had a sharp pain in my back and I couldn't put together why. "Mom, c'mon, stay with me." I felt small, warm hands patting my face.

"Piper, what," My throat started clogging up, and I let out a painful cough. "What happened? What's happening?" I heard other voices and sirens. I looked around and I couldn't tell if this was a dream, or real life. I raised my hand, that was freshly cut, and currently bleeding. 

"I need you to step back, we'll try to get her out." An unknown voice explained. That's when I realized I was trapped. I was stuck. I was incapable of movement unless it was my right arm. "M'am, can you hear me?"

"Yeah I can hear you, what happened?" I asked. I am so oblivious to the situation; I can't put a single piece to the puzzle as to what has just occurred. I started to feel dizzy, and my vision was slowly going.

"We're going to get you out, I promise." Was the last thing that I heard until I woke up in a hospital bed. I had tubes in my arm, my hand was wrapped, and my left leg was in a cast. What the heck? Was all I could think of. 

"Wait," I mumbled quickly. "Bobby? Piper?"

"I'm right here, Babe." Bobby grabbed my free hand.

"Can someone please tell me what happened to me?" I demanded answers.

"You don't remember?"

"The last thing I remember is getting cake with Piper." I blew a piece of hair out of my face. "Where is she?" I started to sit up, but my back was in too much pain. "I want to see her." I whined as tears formed in my eyes.

"Christina, she's with Melissa, Sarah, and Lauren at home. She needed some rest after these past few days."

"Days? Bobby, I don't want to be here anymore." I cried harder. "I want to see my little girl. Is she okay?"

"She's just fine, a few scratches, a broken nose, and a few little bruises." He wiped the tears from my eyes with his thumb. 

"A broken nose? Oh my gosh, this is all my fault." 

"It wasn't your fault that a drunk smashed into the car."

"Thank God it was my side instead of Piper's."

"I'm thanking God that he kept you alive. I almost lost you." He planted a kiss on my forehead.

It took a week or two to finally get to go home. I was greeted with hugs, kisses, and even new headphones. It was great to be back home, to sleep in my own bed, and to eat food that wasn't Jell-o. I needed this, I needed to be with my family. I promise, pizza has never tasted so good. The girls stayed longer than they planned, but I always enjoyed their company. I managed to make a cover and post it for Team Grimmie. I updated them on everything, the family, the accident, and what I planned for the future. It wasn't long until my social media was bursting with notifications. One notification was actually a text instead.

BudBud: Take 2 of tour?

Me: Still healing from car accident:'( don't think dancing would be capable.

BudBud: Not like the tour is tomorrow. Promise you'll think about it?

Me: Pinky promise. but no promises on a 'for sure'

"Who ya texting?" Bobby asked while he fluffed the pillow underneath my leg.

"Adam, he just wanted to know if I wanted to go on tour aga-"

"And what did you say?" He interrupted.

"I'm still healing and I don't think dancing is a good option at the moment, but I'll think about it."

"I'm not sure if going on tour with him is a good option."

"Tour is always a good option."

"But with him." He glared off into the distance. I should have seen this coming. Bobby still doesn't trust me after all these years. I should be able to go on tour with whomever.

"It's been years since the Adam and I have toured, and it wasn't even a full tour."

"Hmm, I wounder why." He spoke sarcastically. He can be such a pain. I groaned and turned my face in the other direction. "What did I do?" I didn't say anything because I know if I did it'd lead to a pontless argument. "Seriously, what?"

"Nothing." I showed a smile and laughed a little. He cupped my face with his hands then squished it to make me look like fish. "Stop." I giggled.

"Awe, why? You're so adorable." He kissed my cheek. "I love you, darling."

"Ugh, I love you too."

We spent the rest of the day talking about anything that came to our minds. Piper, Sarah, Mel, and Lauren came back from going to the movies around seven. I would have gone, but with this broken leg I kind of just want to sleep until it heals. I told Bobby to go because Piper wanted him to, but he refused to leave me home alone. Ever since the accident I was more like the kid instead of the wife. I insisted he go do something with his life, like go hangout with Mark, or Kenny. He hasn't seen them in a long time and they're always around the area. I love being with him, don't get me wrong. Just if I have a broken leg I don't want him being so close. It actually hurts when he fluffs the pillow underneath my leg. It was about four hours later when I started to yawn every five seconds. I didn't want to put an effort to get up and hop up the stairs to my bed, so I sank into my soft couch pillows and drifted into a heavenly sleep.