Denvers pov
I woke up in a daze. My everything hurt, especially my head. I looked around. I was in some white room. It clicked that i was in a hospital. Why would i be in a hospital? I hate hospitals, so ill just leave.
When i tried to stand up, a sharp pain shot up my leg. I looked down to see a cast. How'd that get there? My head was hurting pretty bad, so i decided to lay down. I was about to drift off to sleep when i heard a crash. I jolted awake. I saw my father trying to get up off the floor and push a nurse off him at the same time. "Dad?", i questioned. He jumped up. I saw he had a cast on his wrist. His eyes were wide and so was his smile. "Den! Im so glad your ok!", he yelled, pushing the nurse away from him and hugging me. "What happened?", i asked. "We were in a car accident. You woke up from a coma", he said.
"Woah. Where's Soda?", i asked. I really wanted him right now for some reason. Probably my child instincts since he took care of me when i was little. "He is working. I think the boys will be here after work", he said.
I sighed. "Look dad, im really sorry for how i treated you. I get that you..." "No your right. Im very sorry, and I hope you'll forgive me. I would love for you to come live with me, or Im sure the Curtis' wont mind keeping ya over at their place. Im sure Soda would love that. Im already over there alot..." I smiled. "Id love that." I missed my original family. Im glad im back. As soon as i recover, i cant wait to make up for lost time with them.
