Recovery {wRoNg sequel}

15

"What happened Ethan?" Grayson asked as I limped into the room holding onto Ethan who was practically carrying me. We'd driven all the way back to the apartment and tried to come up with an excuse as to what we were doing at the warehouse because Grayson couldn't know about the broken sign.

"Let's say that we were fucking and then you fell and hurt your ankle." He suggest on the car ride to the apartment.

"Ethan you nasty son of a bitch! No!" I said half screaming and laughing and deeply blushing.

"Let's say that you wanted to just grab something from the warehouse and that's it, or you could say you hit me with your car again." I said raising my eyebrow smirking.

"Not that again. I don't want Grayson giving me a lecture."

Grayson was ready to give him one when Ethan helped me into the apartment.

"What did you do this time?" Grayson crossed his arms.

"How do you know this was my fault?" Ethan argued helping me sit on the couch.

"Grayson, chill this was all on me. I'm clumsy and I slipped and fell." I reassured him, patting the space next to me so he could take a seat. He dragged a chair with him and sat down beside me. He then placed my leg on the chair.

"Lemme take a look." He signed and observed my ankle. I winced when his grip holding my ankle was too tight.

"Sorry." He whispered before proceeding to see the bruise which had now appeared. "Damn."

"Heres the ice." Ethan returns and tossed it to Grayson who pressed it in gently.

"Still hurts?" Ethan asked crouching down beside the couch.

"Nope, as long as you don't touch it."

"Kay, just stay there for the rest of the day then." He got up and sat beside Grayson.

We agreed to watch movies and decided on watching grown ups 2. Half way through the movie I began to yawn and lean my head on Grayson's shoulder, my feet still on a chair.

I opened my eyes and saw darkness and the dark tv screen only showing the movie credits. I rubbed my eyes and yawned before realising where I was.

Grayson had also fallen asleep with his head falling back and his mouth wide open, snoring loudly. Then there was Ethan who had fallen asleep with two pillows on the side of his head like he was trying to drain out the sound.

I searched around looking for my back and saw it on the kitchen counter. I attempted to get on my feet, but as soon as pressure was applied to my ankle, my knees gave away due to the pain and I landed on the ground. I sat there clutching my foot and saw they hadn't even woke up. Imagine if someone was breaking in.

I proceeded to crawl across the floor and grabbed my bag and looked at the time.
22:34.
If this happened were back in new jersey my mom would've single handedly killed me, but it wasn't.

"Crap." I muttered still looking at my phone.

"Mal?" Ethan groaned shuffling in his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and then they soon landed on me, still on the floor.

"Hey." I waved smiling and giggling quietly.

"What are you doing on the floor?" He asked. "What time is it?" He then asked seeing how dark it was outside.