Vodka Kisses

0319- What Becomes of the Broken Hearted?

My eyes open slowly and everything is blurry and I feel groggy and from my waist down is in pain.

I slowly sit up to look around.

"Careful." I head my dad's voice and I quickly blink till I can see him clearly.

"Hey." He gives me a soft smile.

"How's mom? Did she reject it?" I yawn.

"She's still under pip." He kisses my forehead.

I nod and look around.

"How are you feeling?" He asks  pushing my hair back.

"My hips are kinda sore but I'll be fine." I tell him.

"You will be fine but if you're hurting you should tell us so we can help." He tells me.

"Well in that case my hips are so sore." I tell him.

He lets out a laugh but presses a button behind me and then holds my hand.

"Thanks for doing this pip, your mother and I appreciate it and how amazing you've been through this whole process." He kisses my cheek.

"I don't want her to die." I say as a nurse comes in.

She does some tests and my dad complains about my pain for me so they give me something for that and I fall back to sleep.
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"I've got you." My dad rushes to support me.

"Dad I'm fine." I tell him as I walk to the front door.

I'm so fine, other than a bit of back pain and hip pain I'm so fine, I could handle going to school with this pain.

"I know you are but I'm here to lean on." He tells me as I head into the house.

"Go get into bed, I'll be up in a minute." My dad ushers me upstairs.

"Fucking hell." I mutter as I climb the stairs.

What if I didn't want to get into bed?

I take the stairs then head for my bedroom.

I open my bedroom door, I don't even see him at first as I head towards my bed.

I stop for a sec and see him, take him all in.

My boyfriend sat on my window seat, waiting for me to get home.

"You're here." I point out.

"Where else would I be?" He asks rounding the bed to me.

"I love you." I tell him as I wrap my arms around him.

"I love you too Gracie." He kisses my cheek.

"Does my dad know you're up here?" I ask him, pulling back ever so slightly so I can see his face.

"It was his idea, I wanted to be at the hospital more, he thought this would be better." He tells me.

My heart caves and I burrow my head into his chest, there's only so much I can take.

There's a little knock on my bedroom door so both Logan and I pull apart and look at my dad standing by my bedroom door.

"I'm gonna go check on your mom and then I'll grab something for dinner." He tells us.

"Okay, tell her I love her." I tell him before heading over to my window seat to sit down and look out my window.

Dad leaves Logan and I alone on my window seat with a wide eyed look that tells us not to get up to anything he wouldn't approve of.

"How you feeling?" Logan sits beside me and lets me lean into his chest.