Zeke
My phone ringing jolted me awake. Fuck.... Didn't really fall asleep? I rolled onto my side reaching for my phone and just as I answered it the pain hit me.
"Oh fuck that shit.... Fuck...." The words spewed from my mouth as I fell back into my bed and immediately woke fully up.
"What in the fuck did you do?" I let out a long breath finally hearing Kris' voice.... Why the fuck did it feel like years since we've last talked...?
"It's a long painful story...." I could hear her stop moving on the other end.
"Are you alright at least?" A laugh escaped my lips at the question.
"Mentally yes. Physically no." I heard her let out a noise quietly voicing her dislike of my answer. "I tore my fucking bicep."
"What the fuck...?" My exact response. "I thought you said you stopped before your fingers bled.... You'd think you'd stop before you tore your bicep." I laughed before groaning. "Fuck I'm sorry...."
"Don't be.... Honestly I just uh.... I'm sorry for uh going silent.... It's kinda a long story but...." She cut me off.
"You don't need to explain. Well you do but you don't need to apologize...." Fuck she's perfect....
"Feel like I do though...." I set my phone down on the bed turning the speaker on before getting more comfortable. "I uh...." Zeke would you speak please. "I just feel like an ass because I uh...." Stop tripping over your words and just fucking say it. "I missed talking with you and can only imagine how you felt...."
Silence....
Fuck. I messed up. Way to open your mouth idiot.
"I had about a thousand different things run through my mind but a torn bicep was not in the least what I was expecting." I laughed at her words before trying to hide a groan. "Alright you need to either stop laughing or take whatever pills you need to take."
"Already took what I need. Can't take any more for a few hours. It's just.... Not gonna sugar coat it and say that it's fine because it's not. Fucking meds don't touch it but I go in for surgery in a couple days...." I explained.
"Did you mention the pain to your doctor?" A quiet chuckle bubbled from my lips.
"You know you sound like the doctor.... I did. It's pretty much normal for someone that's separated the muscle from bone...." I could hear a hiss come through the other end of the phone. "Yeah...."
"You know I think it's about time you explain what happened...." She started. "Wait actually give me a minute to change. I was trying to catch you before you fell asleep but clearly didn't work...."
"I didn't even realize I was asleep to be honest...." She laughed.
"Well at least your meds are working in one way...." True. Very true. "Alright. I'm comfortable and in bed.... Explain what happened."
"Got a drink?" I could hear her groan and bit back a laugh.
"You're coming with me to the lobby.... I don't have anything up here." This time I laughed and I could hear her fussing on the other end. "I told you no laughing."
"You said stop laughing or take meds. I took meds so I can laugh." She huffed and fuck was it cute.... "Fine. I'll try and stop myself but I can't help it...."
"Alright since it's dead. Explain." I could hear a bit of static on the other end and knew not to start just yet.
"Sure you want me to do that?" I questioned.
"What?" I laughed and I could hear a clear huff. "I swear Zeke."
"What are you gonna do?" She muttered something that I couldn't hear. "What was that?"
"I'm going to kick your ass I swear." I full on laughed before a sharp pain stopped me. "You deserved that."
"Fuck off." I snapped. Fuck I didn't mean to snap like that.
"Ooooo someone's feisty." I stared at my phone for a second.... She.... Shes not running?
"I-I'm sorry...." She laughed at the apology.
"Don't be. I've blown out both my knees so I know the pain and the snapping that comes from it. Can only imagine how you're feeling right now...." Has she really? Fuck....
"And you still wrestle?" Once again she was laughing.
"You're still going to play guitar right?" My eyes rolled and thank fuck she couldn't see it.
"Playing guitar wasn't what caused this." I could hear her stop walking.
"Wait what...?" The shock was clear in her voice.
"Some guy hopped the stage and in the process of throwing him off the stage he grabbed my arm and tore my bicep clean off the bone." The words came out in a grumble and though I hadn't meant it I was kicking myself for it. Why the fuck do I have to sound like such an ass...?
"So playing guitar caused it is what you're getting back to...?" This time I laughed and I could hear her do the same. She's way too easy to talk to. I'm done for.... "So how about this.... Next time instead of you attempting to take care of it just point me in their direction and I'll gorilla press them off the stage...."
"Which one is that?" I questioned the move she named getting a laugh.
"The one where I lift them over my head and drop them on their face." It was my turn to laugh before a hiss escaped my lips. "Alright a few laughs is okay but we need to stop that."
"I'm sorry I just pictured you picking up the probably three hundred pound guy and doing that. That would've been fucking amazing to see." It was then that I could hear a squeal come through Kris' phone.
"Ooooooo are you talking to the shirtless hottie." The phone call was almost instantly cut off. I.... Was she talking about me...? I stared at the phone for what felt like an hour but was probably only five minutes before it rang again.
"I-I'm sorry...." Nah fuck that. You don't need to be. Time to cut her off.
"For what...? I don't care...." She took a deep breath in.... Is she.... Is she nervous? What the...?
"Zeke can I ask you something...?" My eyebrows pushed together.
"Already told you, you can ask me whatever...." There was a pause for a moment and I swear it was like she was psyching herself up.
"Fuck it...." The words were meant to be said under her breath but they came through clear. What in the hell was she planning on asking? "Look I know it's not the most ideal time to ask but fuck it.... Would you go on a date with me?" My mouth dropped. What had her friend said to make her ask me out?
"I-w-j-...." I couldn't come up with anything then it finally came out. "Fuck yes." Wow Zeke.... Great response.... But wait.... Was that a giggle? "I uh mean yes. Just...."
"I know it'll probably have to wait until after your surgery but...." She interrupted. "I just.... I couldn't wait to ask any longer."
"You know I've been wanting to ask the same thing...." Once again she stopped moving at my honesty. "I just didn't really know how." Kris laughed before replying.
"You just ask.... I wouldn't have said no.... That's for damn sure."
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Bridging Stat (Kris Statlander x OC)
Fiksi PenggemarLife's been hard but Kris Statlander is harder and boy is she more than a woman. When a guitarist peaks her interest what will happen?