two days later
I was being wheeled out of the hospital by jack. It had been a hard two days, but i made it though. One thing is the nightmares kept coming back. The same one with Chuck, knife, headlights, but jack always came over to the bed and woke me up. He would always say "I'm here" . But in my head i always thought he would leave me again, that he wasn't gonna stay again. "Lanny here's the doctors papers." I reached up and grabbed them from Jack. The usual for someone with broken ribs: No heavy lifting, no bending, keep the compression band on, and take my meds every six hours. Do all this for 4-6 weeks. We (Jack and my parents) decided that it would stay here, with jack so i can continue my schooling while i heal.
He wheeled me over to the car and opened the door "Do you want my help?" I shook my head and stood and tried to lift myself up into jacks car. "AHH!" I cried out and i felt hands on my hips push up helping me into the car. "Thanks." I said and jack smiled. Jack hopped into the wheel chair and rolled it back into the hospital. I hated this so much. I hated taking help from others, i felt like a burden on jack. He shouldn't have to take care of me.
I was brought out of my thoughts by the sound of feet thudding of jacks feet on the ground over to his car. He jumped in and drove us to his flat. The whole ride was silent except the radio. We pulled up and Jack did a little jog over to my side of the car and opened my door. He put his hands on my hips and i wrapped my hands around his back as he lowered me down to the ground. We walked in and i slowly sat on in the kitchen on one of the chairs. "You feeling ok?" jack asked leaning against the counter across the room. "Um yea I'm fine." He nodded and the room got quite. "I haven't showered since yesterday so um yea." I said standing up from the table and walking away.
I walked through jacks room to the only bathroom with a shower. I walked in and looked in the mirror for the fist time in a while. I had a busted lip, bruises all over, and a hand shaped bruise still on my face. I looked like a train wreck like i had...well been hit by a car. I went to take off my shirt only to have pain hit me in my rib cage. I tried everything to take off my shirt but i couldn't take it off without lifting my hands over my head. "UM JACK CAN YOU COME HERE?" I shouted. I could hear the thumps of his feet till the bathroom door swung open. "You ok Lanny?" He asked probably confused why i called him into the bathroom. "Yea I'm fine. Um i need your help, getting my shirt off." I looked at the floor and back at him. "Oh! Um. Ok." He walked towards me and put his and at the hem of my shirt. I slowly took out one arm then the other. The only thing left was lifting the shirt above my head. Jack looked at me from approval and i nodded. He lifted the shirt above my head and i was left in pants and a bra. Jack looked around the room trying to avoid looking. "Thank you Jack. You can go now." He looked me in the eyes and nodded then quickly left. That had to be the most awkward moment of my life. I nudged it off and took my shower.
I got out and realised i forgot clothes. they were all still a Chucks, there was no way i was going back there. I wrapped a towel around me that barley covered my ass. I walked out to see Jack on the computer. He turned and looked at me wide eyed. "Jack i don't have any clothes." He was still starring at me. I snapped my finger in his face to snap him out of it. "Oh um yea here!" He got up and walked over to his closet and pulled out some boxers and a shirt. "Here ya go!" He said handing me the cloths. I nodded and walked into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror again, no wonder Jack was looking at me. I had more bruises on my legs and chest than i thought. Looked away and slipped on the boxers and found some way to put on his shirt.
I walked out and Jack was still on his computer watching some videos. "Lanny come and join me!" He said patting the space next to him on his bed. I walked over and slowly started laying down so i could see the computer. The video was twin babies talking to each other. We laughed the whole video. "This video is what you and Finn sound like!" i said jokingly. Jack laughed a little "Your probably right." He closed the laptop and lifted the covers "Its bed time." He said. I slipped under the covers and felt the warmth of the bed, it felt amazing! Jack turned away from me and turned off the light then settled into the bed.
I could not stand the thought of him seeing me like this, so broken. "Hey jack?" I almost whispered pocking between his shoulder blades. He rolled over to face me "Did you have the dream again?" He said wiping his eyes. "No. I wanted to say sorry i know you saw all my bruises and scrapes, it must look bad and i-" He cut me off. "Lanny what are you talking about?" he said with his eyelids still closed. "Jack i know i look horrid and you have to-" He cut me off again. "Lanny i don't have to do anything, I'm doing this on my own. And you don't look horrible Lanny. Ok?" I said yes and he rolled over and went back to sleep. I still felt like a burden on him, like i shouldn't be here. This didn't feel like my home at all, i felt like i was being babysat.
