The Cat on the Balcony

21- Jish Goes Home

UNEDITED

A/N- Hey guys, I'm posting this chapter now instead of tomorrow because we just had a huge storm go through here. A tree fell on some of our power lines, so the electricity is out at my house right now, and might stay out for another day or two. So I wanted to post while I have a charged phone. Enjoy!

After school got out, as promised, Brendon, Jack, Patrick, Dallon, Pete, and Alex all came to visit me. Since the room was getting too crowded, my dad and Tyler's mom excused themselves to give us some more space.

They all brought a smile to my face and made me laugh, which hurt due to my ribs, but I didn't care. I felt so buoyant and free now that almost nothing could ruin my good mood.

Except for the homework they brought me that I had to catch up on, that didn't brighten my mood at all. Due to the circumstances, the school was cutting me some slack with my work, but I'd still have to get it all done and turned in, and take the tests whenever I could.

The guys stayed for about an hour and a half, before telling Tyler and me good-bye. Shortly after they left, the doctor came in the check on me again. He spoke to my dad, and apparently I would get to go home tomorrow, but would have to rest for a week or two.

Tyler had to go home that night, his parents were making him go to school tomorrow, so he kissed me on the forehead as he said good-bye, and promised he'd come to my house tomorrow after school. Also, my mom called to talk to me, today was Tuesday, and she told me she was coming home on Thursday, earlier than she originally planned. Of course, she went through the phases of being happy I was ok, to pissed off at me and the other three, to sad and crying all within a span of less than ten minutes.

My dad, who could hear her talking, said something about her going through menopause, which Mom heard, so I gave the phone to Dad and smiled as I watched him get yelled at. He flipped me off; I returned the favor.

After my dad finally calmed my mom down and got off the phone with her, we turned on the TV to a basketball game and watched it together, yelling at screen just like we normally do at home. At one point, a nurse had to come in and tell us to be quiet, to which we sheepishly agreed and apologized.

Around ten the game ended, and Dad and I stayed up for another hour or so just talking. It was nice, with his job we hardly got time to just talk and hangout, so this was much needed quality time.

He asked about the music and movies I liked now, about my friends and Tyler, and was just genuinely interested about me and my life. It was wonderful, I always knew he loved me and cared about me, but this was just a good reminder of that.

I got to go home around lunch the next day. My dad signed the papers while one of the nurses talked to me and gave me a list of things I could and couldn't do. On the list of things not to do, was "anything that would accelerate my heart rate (including sexual activities)" which was going to be a bummer for the next two weeks, but rules are made to be broken, right?

Tyler's mom had brought me some sweats and a t shirt from home, so I went into the attached bathroom and changed my clothes. I was taken down to the ground level and out the front door in a wheel chair where my dad was waiting for me in the car.

As I walked up the driveway, my steps were slow and a little shaky. My muscles wore sore and stiff, and my left ankle was acting up again. When I opened the door, I called out Jenna's name.

I heard a little thud come from upstairs, and she was meowing repeatedly the entire time she galloped down the stairs and over to me. She weaved in-and-out of my legs and continued talking, waiting on me to pick her up. I scooped her up and held her close, listening to the sound of her purring contently right in my ear. I missed her more than I realized.