𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆

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"Listen to the silence it's telling the truth"

𝙯𝙯𝙯𝙯 𝙯𝙯𝙯𝙯

"Ugh who is it now" i have been studying for 6 hours straight for this case i have and when i finally close my eyes for a second someone is bugging me

"Sophia speaking" the person on the other end of the phone lets out a familiar cry

"Mom?..mom whats wrong"

"honey...you need to come home" she pauses, "It's your father baby....he's in the hospital"

I drop my phone out of confusion

no No NO this can't be happening. I refuse to believe that something is wrong with him. I talked to him last night and everything seemed fine. I pick up my phone and say "tell me everything"

"He got in a car crash on his was back from the school"

"Some drunk student ran a red light and crashed into him" my mom sighs, i'm gonna kill that kid "What happened to the student?" "They are okay but your father hasn't woken up yet" I shiver, so some idiot got behind the wheel drunk and now my dad is the one facing the consequences? "I'm packing my bags now mom i'll see you in a few hours"

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I stormed into the hospital, "Mom" running towards her, I dropped my bags.

"Mom? hey don't cry, I'm sure he is going to be fine. He is the strongest person I know"

"I know baby I know" she wipes her tears 

"So how is the patient?"

"He finally woke up but he is not allowed to move so its driving him crazy" 

"Sounds like him" i smirk my dad has always been busy sitting still is not his strong suit

"He was actually asking about you"

"Oh well then we should get going"

 "Take your bags in the room everyone is already here" I'm confused I was told only she was here "Everyone?" wait she couldn't mean.. "Yes, Amelia, Miguel and Bryan are all waiting in the room" fuck. of course hes here.

Bryan Garcia. My Childhood Friend. It's been years since we talked..3 years to be exact it's not like i'm counting though. After he left that voicemail I didn't know how to react. I knew one day I would inevitably have to see him, I just didn't know it would be on one of the most stressful days of my life.

I gather my things and drag my feet all the way to the room. I'm an adult. I can do this, it's about my dad right now. I walk in and immediately I am consumed by his big brown eyes looking down at me. He is dressed in blue jeans and a white tee that perfectly accents his muscle and cross tattoo. nope not again. I am not some teenager anymore. I only came back to see my dad. SHIT right my dad. Immediately I snapped out of ths trance and look over at him laying on the bed connected to tubes. 

"Oh My God Dad!" I rush to his side

"He was asking about you" Amelia says. I missed her.

"Yeah mom told me, I thought you said he was awake?" my mom just looked at me and shrugged. very helpful.

"Can you hear me dad?" "Im here"

Opening one eye my dad says "Took you long enough"

We all let out a big laugh easing the tension.

"You scared the shit out of me dad" 

"You know I love drama" he laughs but I see a slight wince. I can tell he is still in pain.

"Its okay dad try not to move"

"I feel fine don't worry" he says, but that's just my dad he will never admit that he isn't feeling good but we all know. 

We spent the rest of the night catching up with the Garcia's. Back in Massachusetts it's all work and studying constant cases I have to shadow, being here almost made me forget reality. Almost. I still need to call my boss and let her know the situation but thats tommorows problem.

The laughter dies down and my dad lets out a sigh "Now while I appreciate all the love you guys should get going, go get some sleep, I'll still be here trust me." sleep right now is a foreign concept i haven't slept at all today unless you include the 2 minutes in between the person sitting next to me on the plane bathroom breaks.

"Mom, can you drive me to the house?"

"No I can call shawn we don't pay him for nothing" oh right I forgot about our driver he sho-

"Nonsense" I turn to meet eyes with mr. broad shoulders. we haven't said a word to each other all night and now he's offering rides? "I can take her I want to drive around anyways" this should be good. I roll my eyes and turn around to grab my things.

"Okay then, I will be back later"

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