One decision, One chance, One life

Chapter 5 : Fights

Chapter 5

Later...

Skylar POV

"Riker. Riker, wake up. We get to leave soon," Riker's mom said, shaking him.

Riker dropped my hand, and rubbed his eyes a little.

"What time is it?" Riker asked, yawning.

"Almost 10:00."

"I'm so hungry..."

"We got you something, but you were asleep," Rydel said.

"Can I have it now?"

"Well... Rocky ate it."

Riker sighed.

"We'll go get you something when we leave," Riker's mom said.

A nurse came in, holding needles.

"Riker. You're awake. I need to give you 3 shots so you don't get any infections, and then you're free to leave."

Riker looked terrified. He grabbed my hand super tight.

"Riker, it's ok. Just don't watch," I whispered.

I covered his eyes with my hand, being careful of his nose which was bruised.

"Riker."

"Mmmm! It hurts!"

"Riker, 2 more, and you're done."

I felt his tears on my hand.

The nurse jabbed the last 2 needles in at the same time. Riker whined some more.

"Riker, it's ok. It's over," I whispered, brushing his bangs back.

I wiped away his tears as the nurse put the bandaids over his arm. She took out the IV too.

"This is a prescription for him. It's painkillers. His ribs are probably going to hurt again in a little while. You can also wrap up his chest if the pain gets bad," the nurse said to Riker's mom.

She took the paper from the nurse.

"Alright, Riker. You're free to go," the nurse said.

The nurse left. I helped Riker sit up a little better.

"Could someone please hand me my clothes?" Riker asked, quietly.

Rydel gave him his clothes. He pulled his shirt over his head. Then he pulled on his pants while still under the sheet. We both put on our shoes, and then walked out. Riker asked to ride home with me, and his mom said yes. We got in my car, and I started driving.

"Thanks for... you know... rescuing me..." Riker said, quietly.

I laughed.

"You're welcome."

Riker shifted in the seat next to me. I kept glancing over at him.

"You ok?"

"It just hurts a little..."

"Aw, I'm sorry..."

We got back to Riker's house, and he wanted me to come inside, so I did. His dad was in the kitchen, angrily shouting at someone on the phone. Riker pulled me upstairs to his room. He got in bed.

"How are you feeling now?"

"Tired... And stuff hurts a little... Come sit with me."

Riker lifted the covers, motioning for me to get in. I got in next to him, sighing.