standing for justice

I'm not useless!

After spending two days in the hospital, tharn was transferred to his home to be in the bed to have a scowl to his mouth to have his arms wrapped to be eyeing his leg that was visible.
"This all is ridiculous!"
Another friend of tharns, who helped with the transfer, turned after he came out of the bathroom, once he used it, looked to tharn.
"You get paid desk duty without being there by our chef, why are you bitching?"
Tharn turned his head to look over him.
"I want to be working. Not laying in bed."
They rolled there eyes to then look about the room.
"You are so lucky and you don't even know it. Eh whatever, now I think I have everything set up."
Tharn signed to place his head to the pillow to eye up.
"Have..... You've heard anything from type?"
The guy shook his head has he was organizing papers in the desk.
"No. Why?"
"Haven't seen him in two days."
"Well he's busy being trained with another partner. Think they are going to go out today."
Tharns eyes widened to then look to his other friend.
"What!"
At the office, type was downing his uniform with a face, the recruit he had been training with was annoying has all hell, type then shut his locker to turn to widen his eyes a bit has he looked to the chef.
"What....."
The chef signed, to then turn.
"Come with me."
Type looked to him a bit confused to then go to be sitting down before his desk to scoff.
"I don't have covid!"
"Unfortunately when I get the call you have to do a test, things with that are backed up right now."
Type slumped in his chair.
"How long?"
The chef placed his hand to his neck to rub
"About two weeks?"
Types eyes widened.
"Two weeks!?"
The chef signed.
"I'm sorry Mr. Mutna."
Type narrowed his eyes.
"Who made the call to you about this?"
"Mr. mutna I can't....."
Type stood up to slam his hands to the table.
"Who!?"
Shuffling about his bed, tharn settled to sign and hard. He didn't like this, he felt so useless.
Tharn then made a confused face has he heard something loud to then move up a bit, he widened his eyes has type came in to look to tharn in anger to then go closer to ball up the piece of paper to throw at him.
"You mother fucking jackass!"
Tharn looked down to the place of paper to already know what it was, to then look to type.
"Told you to take two weeks."
Type rolled his eyes.
"I don't need to! Jeez! What the hell is your problem!"
"You and I are partners type."
"It's just two weeks! I need to work, now I don't get paid for two weeks, that is not fair."
"Just take half of what I have."
"I want to fucking work!"
"Join the fucking club!"
Type made a hard face to then go forward to eye over.
"What is your problem!"
"Your are my partner! I don't want you to be with any one else, we've talked about this. No one at the precinct I trust to have my back like you. "
Type signed and hard, he then turned to sit to the edge of the bed to place his hands to his eyes to rub.
"Fucking hell tharn! I'm just training with them for a minute!"
Tharn moved up in anger.
"I don't care!"
Type moved his hands away to turn to eye over him.
"I need to work and get the money."
Tharn rolled his eyes to settle back down.
"Take half of mine."
"That's not the point. Jeez your possessiveness from your fucking childhood trauma is so tiring. God, your going to be useless this week and now...."
"I'm not fucking useless!" Tharn interrupted.
Type kept his eyes to tharn to take in a very deep breathe to turn his head to look forward to make a face, type knew that word was the low blow, that's what tharns useless father would call him all the time.
"Look, I didn't mean to..... What the hell!"
Type was moved back to have tharn move about to place his hands to his shirt to move him up to give him a very hard look.
"Take it back!"
Type placed his hands to his wrists.
"Fuck! Was going to, what the hell is wrong with you!"
"What's wrong with me! I get a flesh wound and everyone, now you included are making me feel useless you assholes!"
"I'm not making you feel anything like that! Was a slip of the tongue! We all know you are a workaholic, someone who is dependable and...."
Tharn darted his eyes over type has he said very nice things to make a hard face to peer his eyes down a bit to be confused, he was getting hard.
God what the Fuck!
Tharn then rolled his eyes.
The stupid medication they have me on. Must be that! Fuck!
Tharn then looked over type who kept talking to make a face to pull him up more.
"You really think I'm useless, let me show you how un useless I am!"
Type looked to tharn in full confused, to then eye down to part his lips to start to thrash about.
"What the Fuck.... Why are you grinding on me!"
"These stupid pills are making me horny, can't get a girl to come here. You do have a hole."
Type started to thrash harder.
"Your insane! No! Get the fuck off me!"
Type was about to move about to then punch tharn to squirm about to then hang his head shoved down to the bed to feel his arms go behind him to continue to struggle to then have his head be pulled back to peer his eyes to the side to see tharn about.
"You did this to me. Should have fucking been less of a whining bitch, and been more vocal and should have stayed more by my side. You owe me! Already have once anyways."
Types eyes widened to thrash harder.
He can't be mother fucking serious!? Can he?