Bradford's Orders Book Two The Legacy Series

Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

Bradford

"The team's winning, Bradford. Emma just texted me, the rookie is holding his own."

Great! Just great!

"I'm sure you won't lose your job," Holly whispered, seeing the annoyance on my face and not understanding why. "You are good out there. Blake knows that. He won't replace you because of one injury. Will he?"

"Of course not!" Dad agrees with her. "Now if you blew that on purpose and got hurt because of it, then Blake might have you on the bench to learn your lesson but you didn't do that. Right? You didn't do that, right?"

"No, I didn't fuck up on purpose," growling my response, we bump our way out of the parking lot.

"Good. Of course, you didn't." Dad pats my leg and breathes a sigh of relief.

I'm going to have plenty of time on my hands now to figure things out with Holly. As we ride to the hospital, with Holly and Dad by my side, I think about my options.

I could tell her the truth, that Grandpa and Grandma were in on this little fake engagement and it was just a scheme to keep her and Tempy safe.

I can hope that she understands it and still gives me a chance. Or I can keep my mouth shut and not risk losing what I think I have found. The woman I want to settle down with.

There's just the three of us who know the truth. Is there any harm in keeping this from her, especially when she is the woman I do want? Maybe this is what I needed to get my head on straight. A good kick in the ass, as Blake would say, to figure out what I want. I know one thing, I don't want to lose her and I'm afraid if I tell her about all this that is exactly what will happen.

Now I have an injury to deal with too. I'm definitely out for the season. Possibly longer. And the hits just keep coming....

"Take a seat in the waiting room Mr. Drake, we'll get a hold of Grace for you and page Dr. Brewer." The EMT instructed dad as they pushed me through the double doors.

"Come on Holly. We can watch the rest of the game here," Dad told her as they disappeared from my view.

"I'm not interested in the game. I'm worried about Bradford." It was the last thing I heard Holly say that got my attention.

I'm wheeled in, immediately to get an MRI while Dad and Holly sit and wait in the waiting room. I'm sure the game is on and Dad is watching it. He's cheering on Blake and my team as if it's his own. Not that he isn't worried, but he knows I'm not not going to die or anything. He knows how things work.

Injuries happen in football. It's part of the game, and part of my job. You don't get through a season without being injured. It's a rough game and if you aren't tough enough you'll never make it. I've had my share of injuries in college. I've dealt with the pain plenty.

I'm no stranger to an emergency room and despite how much pain I'm in, I know I won't die from the pain. I'll get through this and get better, just like always. It doesn't make the pain hurt less or the anxiety over how long the recovery will be any easier.

I know he's worried. Dad has never let me down. Mom and Dad have supported every decision I've made, from deciding not to enter the draft and going to law school to this, they've never said an 'I told you so', but let me make my decisions and deal with the consequences. Some of those were pretty heavy too.

I got the MRI, X-rays, blood tests, a CT scan, they checked me for a concussion and every other test they run. It was two hours later before I was brought into a private room where I would be spending the night. I have a concussion, not horrible but they want to keep me overnight.