Team USA Ducks

14.

Lord Please No

Sunday, December 20th

Tinsley POV

I woke up that morning and my eyes were all puffy. Everything that happened yesterday all came back to me. I looked over at my crutches and I moved myself in bed so I could reach them and I headed into the bathroom. After I was done there, I hopped my way downstairs to where my dad was at.

"Dad, I need a plastic bag for my leg." I said and he nodded his head. He walked to the closet and grabbed a bag for me and I smiled. "Thanks. Can we talk once I get a shower?" I asked him and he nodded his head.

"Yes we can. I think that will be best." He said and he nodded his head. I hopped my way back upstairs and into my room. I put the plastic bag on my leg and headed towards the bathroom. I put my crutches against the corner of the bathroom and got undressed. I turned the water on and waited until it warmed up. I got into the shower and started showering. It felt so relaxing and I honestly didn't want to get out. I would have rather not gotten out. It took me a couple minutes until i needed to get out. When I did get out, I wrapped a towel around my hair and another one around my body. I climbed out and hopped my way out of the bathroom and to my closet which wasn't far away. I went to see if I could find a pair of jeans that I could wear. I grabbed a sweater and soon enough I started to get dressed. I hopped my way back into the bathroom and I started brushing my hair out. I brushed my teeth when I was done. I grabbed my blow dryer and started blow drying my hair. When it was completely dry, I brushed it and put half it up in a bun. When I was completely done, I grabbed my crutches and headed out of my room and back downstairs. I went and found my dad out in the garage with Pops working on my dad's old car. "So what are we going to do now?" I asked as I walked in. My dad looked up at me.

"Well I'm not sure baby girl. I don't think Mom will come back into the picture. I say it's just gonna be the three of us." He said and I nodded my head.

"Well what are we gonna do about grandma and Trevor and Addie?" I asked him and he looked at me.

"Pops, you and I are gonna go down to the hospital here in thirty minutes or so and talk about everything and see what's gonna happen." He said. I looked at Pops and he looked at me.

"Okay well I'm going to go and get something to eat and let me know when we'll be leaving." I said and he nodded his head. I walked back inside and headed to the kitchen. I had no idea what I wanted to eat. I couldn't figure out what I wanted to eat. I looked through the fridge and freezer to see what I could make. There was absolutely nothing and that's when I lost my appetite. I had no desire to eat anything anymore. My dad and Pops came walking in and looked at me.

"Are you ready to go?" Pops asked me and I nodded my head.

"Yeah I gotta go upstairs real quick to get my coat and phone and shoe." I said and they nodded their heads. I hopped upstairs to my room and grabbed my phone, coat and shoe and headed back downstairs. By the time I got downstairs I was so tired and out of breath. I put my coat on and my one shoe on and we headed out of the house. We went down to the car and my Pops helped me get into the back. I put my crutches on the one side and I put my seatbelt on. Pops and my dad got into the front and I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. My phone was blasted with messages.

Fulton- You broke your leg didn't you?

Charlie- What's going on??

Luis- Are you Okay??

Connie- Girl talk to us. You're worrying us

Ken- We need to know what's going on.