𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤

𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕪-𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

I woke up with the dog right where it was where I fell asleep. The pain in my stomach had significantly decreased overnight. I'm not sure if that's because of pain meds or not.

A nurse walks into my room with a smile. "Good morning, Antonio. I'm glad you were able to sleep well after what happened during the night. How are you feeling?" I shrug. Lonely. She nods. "Well you should be able to go home in a few hours. You can start having visitors in about an hour. In the meantime, have some breakfast." She puts a plate next to me and leaves, taking the dog with her. I already miss him.

Eating about a quarter of my breakfast, I try to keep myself from panicking again. They don't need to deal with that shit. I shove the plate away from me, resting my head against the uncomfortable pillow.

But, as promised, I hear the door click an hour later and my family walks in. I sigh in relief, smiling at them as they sat down. Medda runs a hand through my hair.

"How are you feeling, honey? The nurse told me you were a little shaken last night." Her eyes drift to the gauze on my stomach, which the nurses changed this morning.

"Little better."

"That's good. You'll be able to come home today." She says, joyfully. I nod. "Do you know if your boyfriends are coming?" Shaking my head, I slip Albert's hoodie over my head.

"Huh. Al gave you his hoodie?" Charlie observes.

"Yep."

"That's cute." Jack teases.

"Shut it jacket."

"Did you just call me jacket?"

"And I'd do it again. Bop bop." I throw some fake punches.

"Well he must be feeling better." He chuckles, sitting back. I reach over for my phone, texting Albert and Spot.

"I get discharged today."

I don't wait for a response before I put my phone down. A new nurse walks in and explains the precautions I'll need to take while I recover. Medda's writing everything down as she talks.

Then, she tells me that I'm ready to leave, and she walks over to take the IV out of my arm. As soon as it's out, I stretch my arms to the side. It feels so fucking good to not be attached to a machine anymore. Thanking the nurse, I carefully climb out of bed, stumbling a little as my feet hit the ground. Medda and Jack are both there to catch me, but I straighten my shoulders and grab the plush that Spot got me.

The four of us walk, slowly, to the car. My head rests against the window as the engine murmurs and the car starts to move. I look back at my phone.

Spot: holy shit that's amazing

Albert: can we come visit?

"i'm already out but u can come over" I respond.

Spot: already omw

Albert: pick me up please i don't wanna drive i'm lazy

Spot: bitch