𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟑 (Slow Updates)

- 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 -

Karen
11:30 pm

"I'm sorry to say Mr.Iverson you have broken your left hand and will have to sit out for the rest of the season." The doctor spoke to Allen.

"This can't be happening." Allen said as he rubbed his head.

"It's going to be alright baby. We will get through this." I softly spoke to him as I rubbed his back.

"I will have a nurse come in to wrap your hand in a cast and I would like to see you back here is 5 weeks so I can check it out. I also will prescribe you some pain pills just in case."

Allen just kept his head down and I looked at the doctor. "Thank you so much for everything Doctor." I said and the doctor nodded his head and left Allen and I in the room.

I rubbed his back trying to console him. I knew Allen hated what he heard, him being out for the rest of the season was going to be hard for him. He dedicated his life to basketball and he would play no matter how much pain he was in.

The nurse came in and bandaged him up. "All right you're all set. You two are able to leave and we will see you in a couple of weeks." The young girl said to us.

Allen stayed quiet and grabbed his coat and left out of the room. I thanked the girl and followed him out. We made our way to the car and got in.

We rode all the way home in silence. Once I pulled in the driveway Allen got out before I even turned the car off fully. He went inside the house without a word. I then got out and made my way into the house.

I put my keys and purse down, and made my way into the kitchen to get a glass of water. These were going to be a long few weeks.

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It's been a couple days since the accident and it's been kinda hard around here. Allen has been in a bad mood lately and I understand why and I just wish I could help him feel nether somehow.

"Twinkie I just don't know what to do." I said on the phone as I sat in the living room watching tv.

"Well what's when been going on?" My older sister asked me.

"He's just been to quiet and angry which I can understand but I just don't like seeing him like this." I sighed as I tried to fight back tears. It was hard for him to adjust being home all the time and it was even hard for him to not be able to do certain things as well.

"Karen I know it's hard but you have to try everything to help him feel better. Just have some patience soon he will be okay and everything will come together." Twinkie said and I knew she was right. I just needed to pray and have patience.

"Thanks Twinkie." I said and we talked a little more before she had to go. I decided to go check on Allen since he hasn't came out of his room yet.

"Baby?" I said as I peeked into the room. Allen was sitting at the edge of the bed watching some basketball games. I walked in and sat beside him, I leaned over trying to give a kiss but he moved away. I just brushed it off since I knew he wasn't really in a good mood.

"You hungry? I can cook you some steak, greens, and Mac and cheese." I said trying to cheer him up with his favorite meal.

"Nah I'm good." Is all he said.

"Well do you need me to change your bandages." I asked as I looked at his hand then back at him.

"No Karen I'm good. Shouldn't you be working on a song or something?" He said as he kept looking at the tv.

"I'm just trying to help." I said quietly.

"Well I don't need your fucking help right now. When I need you I'll let you know." Allen said. He then looked at me knowing he didn't mean to let what he said slip out.

"V I'm so sorry baby. I didn't mean to say that." He said trying to touch me but I got up and walked out the room as I tried my hardest to fight back my tears but I just couldn't. We have never talked to each other like that no matter how mad we were.

I hated this so much. I just want my sweet Allen back...