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I'm Coming Home (Chapter 16)

It's way short, sorry about that guys, I felt the place I stopped was a good stopping point, because of I would have kept going it would have been way longer then neccesary. I would have stopped at a place that made no sence after I babbled for about a paragrah. Anyways, Thanks for reading, Comment, Vote, and fan!!! I've also been posting this story on Figment.com and have been getting alot of positive feedback on there. (They're only on chapter 6 though! lol). Anyways, Apprechiate you guys reading. Please let me know your thoughts when reading this. It helps me keep going. =)

The days past by quickly. Tucker and Norah came to see me almost everyday, which helped me feel better faster. Tomorrow morning I was being released. I couldn’t dance for the next six weeks. So Tucker had arranged for me to work behind the bar for those six weeks until I could get the all good to dance again. The doctor had told me to get as much rest as I possibly can before tomorrow, so I told Tucker I could survive a day with out a visit from him and Norah. But that they both better be here bright eyed and bushy tailed at eight o’clock.  I couldn’t sleep though. So I was reading my book that Tucker had brought me when I started complaining of boredom. I read the same sentence over and over and then decided to put my book away and think. I wondered what my voice would sound like when I tried to talk tomorrow. I hadn’t made any form of noise for over two weeks now. I wanted to talk again. I thought about trying to make some form of noise right now because I didn’t think that the eight hours that it would take for morning to get here, but I decided that I didn’t want any shot of not being able to talk. I lay there and thought about all the things I would do when I got back. I decided that I would take another day or two off of work. I wanted a day or two to Norah and myself. I fell asleep sometime when I was thinking, and I woke up to the sound of Norah’s voice. Smiling and opening my eyes I looked up to find Tucker and Norah standing there waiting for me. The doctor walked in a minute or two later.

“Hello Ms. Aldridge. How you feel this morning?” I grabbed my pen and paper and brought it to my lap to start writing. He set his hand on top of my paper and picked it up.

“Try and speak Ms. Aldridge.” I took a deep breath and opened my mouth.

“I f… fine.” I stuttered. It sounded horrible but I was so happy that I could even make a noise. I looked at Tucker who smiled at me. I took Norah from him and set her in my lap.

“Mommy!” She screamed. I hugged her set her back down to face me.

“Hi, NoOorEah. I Meesed You.” I struggled to get the words out but once I did I felt so good.  The doctor told me he had to look at my cut again so I handed Norah to Tucker and laid back on the bed.

“Now Ms. Aldridge, If you notice that talking is getting to hard, or it hurts, or it’s getting tiring, start writing again. You have to give your voice a break.” I nodded.  I signed a few papers and the next thing I know Norah was sitting on my lap and Tucker was wheeling me out to the car.  We all got in and went home.

            We pulled up to the house and Tucker unbuckled Norah from her car seat and set her on the ground to run to the door. He ran around to the passenger door and opened it for me, grabbing my hand to help me out. He walked me to the door and unlocked it. Letting me inside my house for the first time in two weeks. It looked the same. I walked to the kitchen and saw that all the dishes had been done, and the rest of the kitchen had been sanitized. I walked back through the living room to go to my bedroom. I walked down the hallway and found that just after Norah’s bedroom was a piece of the carpet missing. I stood there and stared at it, until Tucker came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me, laying his head in the crook of my neck.

“I figured I would cut it out. I thought it might be hard to look at it. We can go pick out different carpet whenever you’re ready to.” He tried to smile, but I could tell it was forced. I nodded and pointed to the bedroom and started walking. Picking up a notebook off of the dresser that had a pen attached to it. I sat down on the bed as Tucker walked in.

“Norah is playing in her room for just a little bit.” He told me and sat down on the bed with me.

Ok, I’m just going to lay down and rest before I have to make dinner.

“Is your throat hurting again?” He asked tapping the paper.

Yeah, I just need to rest for just a little bit. Maybe tomorrow I’ll stop by the club…

“I don’t want you working just yet Scar. You can stop by to say hi, but that’s it. You still need lots of rest.” He was getting all protective on me. I just nodded, not having the energy to write an entire argument on a piece of paper, nor to try and speak again until I had, had a nap. I crawled up into my side of the bed and slipped under the covers, fluffing up my pillow. I laid down and fell into an immediate sleep.