Babygirl || Lucky B Smith

1.23

This isn't him this is just like what I imagined his body Frame to be like.

I waited in the small room that connected to Jarred's room, he wasn't there at the moment though. They said from the impact of the kick it moved the bone over too far to be healed just from his cast so they had to take him in to surgery.

I waited patiently till the doctor found me,

"You can come see him now." I nodded and quickly followed the doctor to his room.

Jarred rubbed his tiered eyes and glanced at me without a smile or anything. I smiled though happy to see he wasn't in as much pain anymore.

"Now we have to go over some things." The doctor sighed and sat down. He seemed to be in his mid forties, greying hair only slightly still had a tan from the vacation he must have gone on with his family.

"Okay," I said while jarred just sat there staring down at the blanket.

"Do you play any type of contact sports?"

Jarred shrugged, not even a facial expression.

"He plays hockey." I spoke for him and glanced over at him worried.

"You should take a small break from that just a year or two, because your bones will be very weak, it will be difficult for you to even do simple things like walking or running. I'd say no hockey for awhile."

Worry washed over jarred.

"A year? No I can't." He croaked his bottom lip trembling.

"I'm sorry son, your going to have to if you ever want to walk again."

"No!" Jarred cried out.

Tears started to pour down his cheeks.

"It's just a sport kid. You can play it when your older."

He grabbed the doctors arm his fingers digging into his skin.

"This was my scholarship! I need to play this year it's the only way! I need this!" Jarred was full on bawling. The doctor glared and him and pulled away his arm before walking out of the room.

"I hate this!" Jarred yelled. I sat up and pulled the much larger than me boy onto my lap and held him as he sobbed.

"What am I supposed to do?" He croaked tears still rapidly pouring down his cheeks.

"My dads gonna kill me."

Jarred cried into my shoulder, he cried and cried and I've never felt worse for anyone in my life.

"I just want to kill myself. There no point in me living now." He sobbed.

"No no, don't say that." I kissed his cheek.

"Everything will work out." I said trying to smooth him.

"I'm either going to kill myself Annie or I'm going to kill Lucky."

I slapped him on the head.

"get it together Jarred. Don't say stupid shit like that. Your literally perfect. Everything about you, your smart, your athletic, your gorgeous in every fricken way possible. You have no need to kill yourself just for some hockey. Unless you think your gonna be doing it in your forties." I kissed his wet salty lips.

"And I can't have you killing yourself because I need you." Jarred sighed a little and only small tears were trailing from his brown bloodshot eyes

"Fine. I won't kill myself tonight." He said quietly and rubbed his eyes.

A nurse pulled and wheelchair into his room.

"For when you guys are ready to leave."

He began to cry again.

"Do people think I'm disabled now?" He sobbed he pulled himself out of his bed and hopped on his one foot to his crutches. His new cast looked more of like a brace but with metal sticks holding his foot and leg in place and black thick fabric tying around everything.

He wiped his tears and started to walk with his crutches out the doors. I followed him to my car.

We drove in silence until Jarred final spoke.

"Can you please not take me to my house tonight. I don't want to see my dad." His voice so quiet.

"Okay." I nodded thinking about why he wouldn't want to see his family.

We arrived and my house Jarred pulled his crutches up to his arms and followed me. He went up each stair and stopped halfway up his breath heavy from how hard it was. He muttered under his breath and climbed up to me finally.

We walked in to see lucky holding a bag on peas to his bruised cheek.

Jarred glared for a second and hobbled into my room and closed the door.

I walked up to lucky and he suddenly kissed me, his lips still on mine I bit down as possibly hard as I could.

"Ouch!" Lucky muttered and pulled back.

"I hate you so much right now. You fucking ruined that kids life. I hate you." I flicked his nose and walked back into my room leaving the door wide open for Lucky to hear me kiss and say sweet things to this boy while he lives his lonely life.

But then I heard him go into his own room and close the door.

By the time I sat down jarred was already asleep. I slipped under the covers with him and he pulled me to his body, spooning me.

"I love you." He mumbled and kissed my neck.

I bit my lip to stop from smiling like an idiot. It may have been the pain killers or the sleep but he still said it and it was adorable.