Bumping Accident | Englot

Chapter 50

Engfa's POV

I'm being released from the hospital today. I've started to use the crutches, but I can't go long distances since my back starts hurting.

I somehow convinced Charlotte not to come to the hospital today. I'm heading to Isabella and Pichy's house anyway, so it would've been pointless for her to come. Plus, she needs to rest—she's been under a lot of stress.

"I have to tell you something," I hear Pichy say as she's putting my wheelchair in the trunk of the car.

"What?"

She moves around and gets in the car, starting to drive us toward their house.

"Your friends are here."

I look at her confused, and she glances at me before looking back to the road again. "Your three best friends and your sister are here." I look at her in horror, "You brought them here? Are you crazy? They're going to kill me." P'Daad at least knew a little about this, but the other three didn't, so they're for sure going to be mad.

"I had people go and tell them everything. Apparently, your friend Chompu thought it was cool that you're in a mafia."

"Of course she did. What about Tina and Nudee?" I ask.

"Umm, don't worry about it. They're already at the house and can't wait to see you again," she replies.

I roll my eyes, "You're gonna get me killed."

"You'll be fine. You almost died, I'm sure they'll go easy on you."

If she thinks they're gonna go easy on me, she doesn't know them. The rest of the car ride is silent until we get to their house.

"Stay here, let me get your wheelchair."

I shake my head and grab her arm before she can leave, "Give me the crutches. I don't want Olivia to think the worst."

"Are you sure? You can barely walk with the crutches."

"I'm sure."

She nods and steps out of the car. She grabs my crutches from the trunk and opens my door. I turn my body, and she helps me get out of the car.

"You know, you could use those big muscles you have and just carry me inside."

She chuckles, "I don't think your girlfriend will like that."

I roll my eyes, but she's right. Charlotte is still not used to seeing how close Pichy and I are. I grab the crutches and groan in pain. My back burns every time I use them.

Pichy gives me a worried look, and I just smile at her, "I'm fine, come on, they're waiting."

I start moving the crutches slowly and try not to make any noises indicating that I'm in pain because Pichy will make me take the wheelchair. She walks at my pace until we reach the door.

She knocks, and we wait. Not even two seconds later, the front door flies open, and Chompu is smiling at me from ear to ear.

"Do you have a gun?" she asks. I laugh and shake my head at her excitement. "I almost died, and you only care about if I have a gun or not?" She shrugs her shoulders, "I'm just curious." She moves aside, and with the help of Pichy, I step inside.

"Where's everyone else?" I question.

"They're sitting in the living room."

I nod and crutch very slowly to the living room. If I walk for another five minutes, I will pass out. My back is killing me.

It seems like Pichy noticed how my pain is increasing because she mumbles a sorry before her arms go down my legs, and she picks me up bridal style. Chompu chuckles and grabs my crutches.