When I finally get back to the hotel from the hospital I'm in a big black walking cast. I had broken my leg quite nicely. I have yet to talk to my husband so I can only imagine how much of the war path he's on.
Ashley and I make it back to our room and the phone is ringing. Ashley (who isn't broken) runs to get the phone. She picks it up.
"Hi Rik--yeah she's right here." Ashley says as I sit on the bed. "Your husband is in a great mood."
I hold the phone to my ear.
"Hel--" I get cut off.
"Bianca! Are you okay? Like did you brake yourself?" My husband wonders.
"Rikki, baby, calm down. I'm okay." I promise him and he takes a breath.
"So you're not broken?" He asks and I sigh.
"I didn't say that, babe." I admit. "I broke my tibia."
"Baby girl, no." Rikki complains. "I'll kill her."
"Rikki it's just a brake, it'll heel." I promise him. "I'll be back to playing rugby soon."
"Okay." He says. "Promise me that you're okay."
"I'm okay." I smile. "I have a walking cast on and I sound like a Titan whenever I walk." He laughs a bit.
"I love you." Rikki says and I smile.
"I love you so much." I admit.
"Baby, your brother wants to talk to you. He was crying in the bathroom for three hours." He says. "Please talk to him." I sigh.
"It's not going to be talking, Rikki. It's going to be yelling and screaming and bickering and CC bitching." I state and he laughs.
"Please baby?" My husband pleads and I sigh.
"Put the asshole on." I say and he laughs.
"Thank you, Bee." Rikki says.
I wait for my brother to come on the line and I scowl. This is going to be so so so much fun.
"Bianca, what the hell is the matter with you!" My brother screams and I go cross eyed.
"CC shut the hell up!" I snap.
"I have told you a million times, you're too tall to play eight man!" He yells.
"And I'm too fast to play a lock all my life." I scream. "Besides its not your decision what position I play. Get this through your thick head, I'm a fucking adult!"
"Bianca!"
"Bruce!"
"Ashley!" Ash laughs.
"Bret!" I hear in the background.
"Why are you so goddamn impossible?" CC wonders.
"Must run in the fucking family!" I snap back.
"You're impossible!" He snaps and I roll my eyes.
I hold the phone out to Ashley.
"Talk to your boyfriend, sweetheart." I say and her eyes grow.
"How did you know that?" She wonders.
"I'm not as stupid as my blonde hair." I say and throw my legs over the side of my bed forgetting about my leg. Pain shoots through my leg and I squeal. "Owww!"
"Bianca!" Is screamed through the phone.
Ashley takes the phone from my hand.
"Don't worry. She just forgot about her broken leg." She laughs.
So this is as made up as CC and I are going to get. Hope everyone can deal with that.
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FanfictionBianca is a guitar play in New York, her twin brother is a guitar player in LA. After moving in with her brother to get away from her parents, she meet his band but recognizes them. What happens when the drummer is crushing on his guitarist's sister...
