Be My Girlfriend

53

Jo's P.O.V.

I woke up feeling my eyes still heavy, but when I saw Reese sitting beside me, I felt like I was recharged a little bit.

"Hey!" I greeted her weakly.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Her eyes softened looking at me.

"I'm good, I think. Wait, where are we?" I tried to get up but another set of hands stopped me. "Brit?"

She laughed softly. "You're in my house, babe." 

I looked around and didn't recognize the room.

"We're in the guest room, I can't let you go up and down the stairs with your condition." Brittany said, probably seeing the wondering on my face.

"Ohh." I uttered.

I glanced around the room again, still processing everything. 

The guest room was cozy and warm, with soft lighting and a comfortable bed. 

Reese was still holding my hand, and Brittany moved to my the other side, looking at me with a mix of worry and love.

"How's your ankle feeling?" Reese asked gently.

I shifted a little, feeling a dull ache. "It hurts a bit, but not too bad. The painkillers are helping."

Brittany nodded. "Good. It would be best if you rested as much as you can. Are you hungry? You didn't eat much earlier."

I shook my head. 

I looked at my foot that was cast and what happened at the field replayed in my head.

How I stumbled, what I felt before it happened, and Hailey.

She was the only one who was near me.

"Jo?" Brittany's voice brought me back.

I looked at her worried face, then to Reese, and then went back to Brittany again.

"Uhm... What umm, what did the Doctor say?" I remembered to ask. "When can the cast be removed?" 

I watched as both of them looked at each other, both had worried eyes.

"Brittany?" I suddenly felt heaviness on my chest and I can't explain why.

Brittany took a deep breath, looking at Reese probably for support. "Jo... There's something we need to talk about."

I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. "W-What is it, Brit, Reese? What is it? Tell me!" My eyes looked at both of them alternately.

Reese squeezed my hand gently. "Well... The doctor said your ankle is pretty bad, Jo. I'm afraid you won't be able to play for a while."

I stared at her, trying to process what she was saying. "How long is a while?"

Brittany's voice was soft but steady. "At least a few months. Maybe more."

I felt like the room was spinning. "But... What about my scholarship? I need to play to keep it. Without it... I-I can't stay in school."

Reese's eyes filled with tears. "We know, Jo. But, we're going to figure this out, ok? Brittany will talk to the school and see what can be done. This was an accident and they need to consider that. Right?" Her eyes flew to Brittany, and Brittany nodded at us.

I shook my head, feeling panic rise. My eyes welled up. Confusion, anger, and frustration, all crept up my chest.

Brittany hugged me gently. "One step at a time, okay? Focus on getting better, that's your only job. Then we'll talk to your coach, and we'll talk to the administration. Everything will be okay, Jo, I promise." 

I could hear the sincerity in each word as well as the reassurance.

I know they practically own the school and she could definitely speak to the board but it shouldn't be the only way to solve this.

But still, I nodded at her, tears streaming down my face. The weight of the situation was overwhelming, and I felt helpless.

*****

The next day was no different.

The dull pain is still there as well as the pain and worries I feel for my future in the school.

Brittany did not leave my side. Handing me my medicines, cooking for me, literally feeding me. Helping me to go to the bathroom, washing me as I could not stand on my own yet, and using crutches were all new to me.

I lost my balance a few times but Brittany's hand were always there, helping and guiding me.

"Thank you." I uttered as she helped me pull up the jogger pants she let me borrow.

"Listen." She sat beside me. "My parents are coming the day after tomorrow, but worry not..." She held my hands as she probably felt the tension build up in my body. "I already told them about you, I mean, they know you're a friend so... "She looked at me before continuing. "The thing is... Don't worry about it, okay? They are fine with you staying here, they're barely here anyway."

Brittany squeezed my hands gently when I didn't answer.

It's not that I'm afraid of them. I've never met them, I don't even know how they speak or talk to people. I'm not rich like them, I don't want them to think that I'm using Brittanny because I know that she is.

Is it wrong of me to think that?

"Babe?" She called on me.

"I'm- I'm fine. And it's... It's fine." I said.

"Yeah?"

"Yes." I gave her a small smile. I know she was already worried about me and I didn't want to add to that.

"Okay, let's have lunch." She said smiling.

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