Gilbert Family (A Brantley Gilbert FanFiction)

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Vi's Pov

I was on my way to get Brantley from the hospital today. My mom and the kids are getting the place ready for there daddy. It's been 3 weeks since the accent happened. I've been coming to the hospital everyday to see Brantley but after 3 weeks for being in the hospital Brantley is coming home. I had my cheek up yesterday at the hospital and my body is back to the way it should. I still have some bruising going on, on some of my body but I'm going to be just fine.

I got the call yesterday from the man who is building the house and he wants to meet with Brantley and I soon at the house. I just hope everything is okay and going just fine with the house. Yesterday the kids and I posted a few pic's of Brantley and the kids on Brantley's fan page. He had a lot of fans writing to him and saying 'Get well soon' or 'We love you BG'. I got a few for myself as well. I will say this, Brantley's fans are the best. They treat me and the kids like we are there family and they are nice to my kids. That means the most to us.  

I just walked into the hospital and walked over to Brantley's door and I heard him and the doctor talking. I know Brantley hates the hospital but I was glad that he made it to the hospital and still here with me and the kids. I was about to go inside the room, but I heard Brantley yelling at the doctor. Great I hope he wont be in a pissed off mood when we get home.

I walked into the hospital room Brantley was in and walked over to the bed. He was still in his hospital gown. I walked over to the bed.

" Thank God you are here Mrs. Gilbert." The doctor said to me. I looked over at him.

" Is everything okay Dr. Stomper?" I asked him. He looked at me.

" Yes. Your husband is going to need physical therapy?" The doctor said to me.

" I'm not going?" Brantley said to me and the doctors. I looked over at him. And I gave him a look.

" Brantley, if the doctor says you need physical therapy you will get it?" I said to him. Brantley look over at me.

" No I'm not Vi?" Brantley said to me.

" You talk to him. I'm done?" The doctor said to me, walking out of the room. I looked over at Brantley.

" I'm not going? You can't make me." Brantley said to me. I looked at him.

" Okay." I said to him.

" Vi, I'm a grown man. I can make my own-----" Brantley stopped talking and looked me.

" What do you mean 'Okay'?" Brantley asked me. I walked over to the bag where I put Brantley's clothes in.

" I don't care what you do? I mean I've had you for 12 years, it's just that fact we have 5 kids that need you in there lives, but hey, I will be okay with the kids?" I said to him. Over the years I've learned I have to be a bitch to him so he can see it my way. I don't do it a lot, but when I do Brantley knowns I mean business.

" I love you?" Brantley said to me. I walked over to him.

" I love you too." I said to him. Brantley was holding onto me.

" Will you please do the physical therapy for me and the kids?" I asked him. He looked up at me.

" Okay. You win." Brantley said to me.

" Don't I always win." I asked him.

" Oh shut up?" Brantley said to me. I helped him up off of the bed and helped him into the bathroom.

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  I just pulled up to the house and saw that everyone was here to see Brantley again. I looked over at Brantley and saw that he was still sleeping.