Chapter Twenty-Two

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Emma Payton's POV

I hate every moment I spend in this stupid hospital. The only thing good right now is Brooks. He hasn't left my side. Right now he is asleep in the chair next to me. I know it's hard for him and Skyler. The last time they ere at a hospital is when their mother died. Their mom was like a mom of my own. Skyler was heart broken and hasn't trusted anyone other than the team. Brooks never shows his emotions around anyone.

"You ok there Em?" A manly voice took me out of my mind. It was Brooks. His bright brown eyes met mine. I could look into his eyes all day if I could.

"I'm fine. Just worried." I sigh, looking at the white cast that wrapped my limp leg. I felt Brooks' hand rest on top of mine. I smiled and looked at his defined face.

"It's going to be ok." He said. I nodded and focused back on my leg. Out of everyone, I got the broken leg?

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I walked around with my crutches that the nurse just gave me. I've always loved messing around with crutches, but now it's not fun. My leg feels like it weights a ton. Brooks left with everyone else, but Skyler came back and stayed.

Skyler and I made our way to the can that'll take us to the hotel everyone is at. She helped me enter the yellow cab. We sat in silence, mainly because I didn't want to talk. I watched as we passed tall green evergreens. Emily and I moved to Alaska two years go with our family, and we loved it here. I love listening story's about the Eskimos and their past. Skyler, Emily, and I always watch the start of the Iditarod every year since I moved here.

"Emma?" Skyler asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah?"

"We are here." Skyler smile. I glance out the window and notice we are at the hotel. I nodded my head then grabbed my crushes and crawled out of the cab. Skyler has paid the man then got out after me. Skyler walked by my side as I hoped to the entrance with my crutches. I am never going to get used to this.

I can't even look at Skyler without guilt. I should've kept my head up and been aware of my surroundings, but no. I had to fall off that cliff and break my leg. Why me? Put everyone, me?

I made my way to my assigned hotel room and got ready for bed. Before crawling into bed, I opened my phone to reveal a ton of text from my mom.

Emma? ~Mom

Emma, the coach just texted me saying you were sent to the hospital. ~Mom

If this is a joke, it isn't funny. ~Mom

Answer your phone right now Emma! ~Mom

Emma, your dad and I are very worried! ~Mom

EMMA JEAN PAYTON! ~Mom

I'm fine mom! Just a broken leg! I can deal with it. ~Emma

Why weren't you answering your phone? ~Mom

Well I was in the hospital. ~Emma

Ok. Call me. ~Emma

I rolled my eyes and got ready to sleep. As I lied in bed my thoughts went back to the cliff.

Am I the first to fall?

Why do I have to be so clumsy?

What would I have done if the cliff was higher?

Then I was drifted into the land of sleep. Where everything is gone. No broken leg. Nothing.

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