I fall asleep again and then wake up shortly after. I roll over and see mommy has left. Thinking I am able to do it, I get out of bed and hop to the stairs with no crutches. I try to jump down to the next step but when I land I go rolling down the stairs and burst into tears. " MOMMY, DADDY" I scream. My ankle. I hold onto it and rock back and forth. Pounding in my head is all I hear. Daddy runs over to me, picks me up and I get set down on the couch while mommy grabs ice and some medicine. They both comfort me as I stop crying and nod slowly off to sleep. The next time my eyes open all I can smell is food. "Mm" I hum. Apparently daddy hears me because he comes into the living room and gives me a plate of chicken, and macaroni and cheese with broccoli. I slurp up the milk he has also delivered to me and chow down on the food.
Time skip again (I know right?)
Today is the day I am able to go back to gymnastics. I have to take in careful, but my adrenaline is pumping and practice isn't for another 3 hours. Today we work on mainly one event, and that one even is floor. I'm in the middle of the routine and i do a fronthandspring.
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Why Me? A Bratayley Fanfic || Thewriterbre
FanfictionMany hectic things happen in the Bratayley household, including a broken bone! Read to find out how they deal with it and what else is going on:)
