(Chapter 4)(very bad idea)

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(Chapter 4)(very bad idea)

(Ashlyn's p.o.v)

Michael was out in the shop fumbling with an old rotary transmission. Luke and Brantley were out there with him teaching Luke's boys how to fix a truck, or make it worse.
"So how much longer till y'all's 6th anniversary?" Caroline asked. "It's in May, right before his birthday. " I say looking at my newly found wedding ring. "And you an Luke have been together for like 40 years". I laughed. She laughed too. "Oh hell it feels like Forty thousand." She says with a laugh.

I sighed, and fed our Golden Retriever, her name was Mikaylee. I heard a scream from the garage that I recognized as Michael's. Me and Caroline hurried outside.
"What happened!!" I asked my husband. "Is he okay?!" Caroline asked the guys. "I think I broke my fuckin hand!" Michael yells. His hand was bleeding and was cut up real bad.
"We gotta get you to a hospital !!" I say. "No, you know I hate doctors!" Michael says. "Honey it's either hospital or your damn hand falls off which is it ?!" I say.
"Fine dammit!" He growled.
"What happened anyway?" Caroline asked. "I got my hand smashed by the hood of the truck. It just fell". Mike says.

(At the hospital)

(Michael's p.o.v)

I hated this shit, why take me to the hospital when I'm gonna sit here for hours on end. All the guys went home with their wives. I looked at my own wife. "You okay babe?" I asked her. "Yeah, did the hood of the truck just fall on your hand?" She asked me. "Yeah Brantley tried to stop it from falling but it didn't work." I say. "How bad does it hurt?" She asked. "Not so bad anymore, I just hate that I screamed like a little girl". I say. She smiled. "You broke your hand baby I don't blame you for screaming like a little girl". She says.

(Brantley's p.o.v)

Me and Amber had gotten into a fight, again.
I was headed to god knows where and ended up at Michael's . I was about to knock, but looked through the window. Ashlyn laid on the couch with Michael. She laid under him, with his back against her and his head on her chest. She ran her fingers through his dark hair. He was shirtless and in gym shorts. Ashlyn was in some night shorts and a huge t-shirt. Michael let her rub his cheek with her fingers.
He was falling asleep to the soothing sound of her voice as she sang a tune to him as if he were a baby.

I watched for a while, and then my phone fell out of my coat pocket. Waking the dog, who immediately ran to the door snarling, barking,and growling. Ashlyn woke Mike quick and he jumped up as she pointed to the door. He came to the door . Shit, this was a very bad idea.

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