The Bad Ones

Ch. 15: We All Need To Recover

So... Well, I don't know what really happened and all I could see right now, were lights flittering past as people were either calling my name or trying to get my attention.

"You- Jesus, shut the hell up," I mumbled incoherently.

Nobody listened; the voices only got louder. Soon enough, I could distinguish them. I heard Dr. James, Mar, Drey, Carter, and the rest of the group. I could even hear Lakefield a little ways away, sounding like he was in pain. Honestly, they were all pissing me off with their nonsense bickering and scolding.

"I need to bring her in, go and wait outside!" Dr. James yelled.

"No! Let us go in, come on!" Mar replied, Drey sobbing beside her.

Wondering what was wrong with her, I turned in her direction and tried to talk, but then a stinging pain shot through my arm.

"Ow, motherfucker!" I exclaimed more clearly.

"Bail! Bail, are you okay?"

I blinked and tried to focus on Drey's voice. Soon after the pain left, however, I drifted to sleep, not realizing how tired I was.

<><><>Five Hours Later<><><>

I breathed deeply and could smell blood. I hate that smell. It wasn't until I tried to find Mar, that I realized my eyes were all drooped.

"What the hell?" I mumbled.

"Hey, don't move."

I turned my head and saw Carter holding my arm down. "Hey," I said groggily to him.

He smiled, "Hey, princess."

"What happened?"

Before he could answer, someone else did.

"I caused another accident for your family, that's what happened," Mason frowned in the corner, arms crossed.

I frowned," Accident? What are you-"

"You're awake!" Drey exclaimed, bursting into the room with Mar, Carson, and the guys following in after her.

"Uh- Yeah, what happened?" I repeated.

"I thought you were going to be asleep longer," Mar said.

"I told you she's be awake soon," Jason nudged Niko.

Niko scoffed, "Duh, she's tougher than you."

"Would you two shut up?" Drey scowled.

"Hey!" I shouted, causing pain in my chest. When they all looked to me, I continued with a quiet voice now, "Can someone tell me why the hell I'm in pain, and in a fucking hospital bed, please?"

Carter held my hand, making Mason look down, as Mar began to explain.

"You ran out toward the driveway," she began, "and a car swerved toward you. I tried to tell you to move, but you got hit already... You, uh... You broke two ribs, your arm, and your leg. And there are a few cuts and bruises here and there, but we were told they'd heal in a few days."

"The cut on your forehead, though, will take two to three weeks," Drey frowned. "It needed a couple of stitches."

I frowned in disbelief, "I was... I was hit by a car?"

"But you're fine. You had surgery because your arm and leg needed to be fixed, and they needed to patch up your ribs or something," Niko smiled.

Jason rolled his eyes at him, "Thank God you aren't a doctor."