Thirteen's POV
"You're actually using the crutches?"
I scowl at Chase as him and Cody walk into my hospital room. I grab the crutches propped up against the bed, tucking one under each arm.
"I can be reasonable." I retort.
"Doctor finally letting you walk around?" Cody asks me.
"Not exactly," I admit and Cody gives me a pointed look. "I'm not spending another day in this crappy bed. I won't leave the hospital, but there's no way I'm staying in this room doing absolutely nothing for a third day."
My crutches make a clicking noise as I make my way out of the room and into the hallway. Both the boys follow me.
"I'm still shocked you're actually using the crutches," Chase repeats.
"Oh shut it, Chase," I grumble. "Henri's lurking around here somewhere, that's the only reason I'm using them. I don't need to get yelled at by him."
"Henri's here?" Cody questions. "When did he get here?"
"This morning," I reply as I keep walking down the hall. I have no idea where I'm even headed but I don't care.
"Why is he here?"
I grumble a string of curses under my breath. "That was my loving father's doing," I mutter sarcastically.
"Your father called him?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"He's been trying to get on my good side ever since my brother died," I reply honestly. "My brother was always his favorite, and after he died and Lydia disappeared I was his only child left. So he's been trying to 'reconnect' with me."
"So he thought bringing Henri here would get him some points in the father department." Chase states and I nod.
"Too bad for him I consider Henri more of a father than my actual father will ever be."
I let out a string of curses and place my hand over my chest when I turn the corner only to come face to face with Henri.
"Ow!" I cry out when his hand comes in contact with the back of my head.
"Watch your tongue, Miss Kingston." He says in a warning tone before fixing me with one of his death glares. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"That depends on your point of view."
Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say.
"Ow! Henri!" I shout.
He throws me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and grabs my crutches with his free hand. Chase and Cody laugh at me and I glare back at them.
"Put me down." I hiss, but as usual, Henri ignores me. "At least I was using the crutches."
"Yes. That is the only right thing you have done all day." Henri agrees as he deposits me back into my bed.
"Oh come on," I complain. "I wasn't going to leave. I was just going to go for a walk around the hospital."
He's not convinced. "Sure you were." He retorts as he leans the crutches against the wall in the furthest corner in the room. "Miss Kingston, you must allow yourself time to rest for you to properly heal."
"I can rest when I'm dead-Ow! What was that for?"
"Your negativity."
Chase and Cody smother their laughter behind their hands. I shoot them a deadly glare, warning them against opening their mouths.
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