Bad Boys For Life....

59

Dom

1) There will be conversations around Dom, most of his thoughts are in his mind. He can respond by writing and hand gestures. He speaks, but through pursed lips and in a rumble of a whisper, just not much.

2) there is a face claim who is also in Jah so let's keep the characters separate, just for the sake of this chapter.

3) towards the end, it will get emotional in a much needed therapy session

"Hello.....?" I slowly moved my head and looked at Q on his phone.

I cringed in pain and Treasure leaned forward, checking on me. "Please be careful baby, you can't move your head too much....."

I reached up and caressed her cheek, this was my way of letting Tee understand that I heard her. "Hey, Terry......wassup?"

"Good.......good.....so I just went by both sites and ran into your dads. They say you guys are in the hospital? Everything ok.....?"

Terrence Harper, owned Harper Inc. They were a real successful construction company that had two companies in Texas and South Carolina. Seeing some of their buildings, me and the guys had no doubt we wanted them to handle the reconstruction.

"Uh.....yeah, there was an issue....." Q trailed off, I leaned my head slowly to the side, tryna hear. My hearing was already off, but the last couple days, it's been going in and out. I didn't tell anyone, cuz I felt.....less than a man.....

I moved my hand like a pencil and Tee reached for the notebook and pen.

Can I walk around.....?

I been stuck on this bed for two weeks and I was ready to move around. Ain't nothing wrong with my legs. I'm a mover and sometimes the anxiety be fucking with me. I can't fucking smoke a cigarette, I can't drink coffee.....I gotta do the next best thing.

"Can you wait for Noah to come by? He wants to see how you'd handle being on your two feet, first....." I gave her the thumbs up and her beautiful smile came on.

I could talk, barely. Long as I whisper, grunt or groan an answer I just can't do it too much....

"I forgot to ask your dads to sign some final changes. Anyone of you ok to do that?" Terrence asked.

"Yeah....me and my brother can do that." Q looked at me and I gave him a thumbs up. I may be in a fucked up situation, but I'll be aight.....

"Ok. We're gonna check in, send me the info and we'll be there in like an hour." Q disconnected the call and started texting.

The door opened. Kas, Noah and Quin walked in. "Aight, later tonight, Imma bring in some barbells. Quinlan, your stress test is Friday." Noah helped Quin sit in the chair.

I raised my finger to catch Noah's attention. I pointed at myself and curled my arms, I wanna work out too. Noah smiled and nodded. "Yea you three can actually. It'll help with keeping your upper arm strength. You Dom, still got the slipped disc. Which is starting to heal nicely, but you still gotta use less weight. You and Quinton...."

"I can handle it....." Q said next to Nina.

I'm fine.....

I pointed at myself. It was just an ache everytime I moved, now. "You may feel fine, but you also don't wanna irritate your injuries." Q still had his stomach wrapped and even though it was stitched, it was still fresh. Q sucked his teeth quietly and I let a deep breath go through my nose.

"I got some more time. Let's see how Dom can handle walking for 15 minutes." I gave him a thumbs up.

Noah came to the bed and I took his hand to pull up, slowly. I blindly reached my hand back, asking for Tee. I grabbed Noah's arm, trying not to grit my teeth from the dull pain in my back