My Mate The Teacher

Chapter 9

In the morning we all head back to the hospital to check on Ashton. After the police take his statement we shit and talk for a while.

"So what really happened?", Ariel says.

"Well this guy took a pass at Veronica at school one thing led to another and we both said we'd meet up after school to fight. Then when I got there one of his buddies shot me.", Ashton sighs.

"Now what are you gonna do? You can't play football.", my dad shakes his head.

"The doctor told me I'll have to do a few months of physical therapy but I will get back to normal."

After another few minutes of chatting the doctor comes in and places an x-ray on the board.

"Good morning. I came to tell you all the extent of Ashton's injuries. He was shot in the right thigh, the bullet severed one of the main arteries and one of his veins. We were able to stop the bleeding and get the bullet out. He almost lost his leg. He's going to need at least ten to fifteen months of therapy.", the doctor says.

"What?! You said a few! That is a lot!", Ashton screams.

"Ashton can you even feel your leg, because right now you're on pain meds and it's not going to be easy learning to walk again."

Ashton falls silent and touches his leg.

"We'll send you home with a wheel chair and get you set up with a physical therapist. Also we can give you a few prescriptions for muscle relaxers and nerve pills."

"Thank you doctor.", my mother says.

The balding older man nods, clasps his hands behind his back, and leaves.

"Ash you had to know you were hurt pretty bad.", I say softly.

"Shut up. All of you get out now.",he says through his grimace.

"Ashton!", my mother says.

"Get out!",he yells.

We all file out of the room and my dad closes the door behind him.

"Mom he will get over it eventually.", Andre says giving her a hug.

My mom nods softly.

"I'll see if the doctor can start doing his discharge papers.", my dad says walking down the hospital corridor.

I look around and Colby is standing a few yards away on talking on the phone.

Colby sees me staring at him and waves me over.

"What's wrong?",I say hugging his side.

"Nothing babe but I need to get back to work soon."

"At the pack house?"

"Yeah."

"Let's get ready then, I'm kinda home sick too."

"Well...I guess I should tell you I found a house."

"Shut up, you did not."

"I did I'll show you the pictures the agent sent.", Colby hands me his phone.

I swipe through the pictures of a nice family style home. It has three bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. The kitchen was beautiful, granite countertops and electric appliances. The rooms were nice and the bathrooms were a nice size.

"I love it.", I hand Colby his phone.

"Good because I bought it. We can start looking for furniture when we get back."

"I love you so much."

"Let's get going then."

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After saying goodbye to my family Colby and I board our private jet and head to home. When we land Frederick picks us up and takes us back to the pack house.

"You know I might actually miss sleeping in this old bed.", I say while changing into my pj's.

"I won't I wanna get us a memory foam mattress.", Colby pulls the comforter up to his chest.

I slide in bed and cuddle up next to him. Colby yawns and runs his fingers through my hair and now I'm happy that we are safe. Our children will grow up knowing mommy and daddy did everything we could to protect them. Most of all they'll know we are happy.