Sharp Pain

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We started packing my things; I didn't have much so it was a mere hour before things were done.

"Ready to go?" I ask Eric, as I go to arm grab one of the last two boxes.
"Yep," as he replies a feel a sharp pain in my right arm but ignore it. We both head out for his truck knowing this would be the best thing for me.

That night I woke up in my room, the pain returning to my arm. I take a moment to observe my arm with my flashlight, I was wearing my long sleeve shirt from work so I pulled it up and notice it's swollen and purple. I think back to packing and remember that Eric threw a box to me that was heavy and hit my arm, I didn't think much at the time.
"ERIC!!" he comes running up to my room and sees it.
"Fuck dude you need to go to the ER, what the fuck happened?" I explain to him and he nods and tells me to cover my other wrist with makeup. I do as he says and goes to change and get his keys.

"Looks like your forearm is fractured," I look at the doctor in disbelief, today is unloading day and I already missed a week.

"Thank you doctor," I finish signing and start walking out the door, my phone says it's 6 am. I call my boss and tell him I won't be at work today and give him the date of my appointment.

SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING AND MAKING THIS SO SHORT! THERE WILL BE A TIME SKIP TO THE WEEK BEFORE HAYDEN COMES BACK AS I DECIDED TO MAKE THE FOCUS BE ON HIM TRYING TO RECOVER FROM HOW BROKEN HER LEAVING MADE HIM

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