Keep It To Yourself -Gallavich

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I wake up. Again.

How fucking ironic.

But I'm alone?

I looks round the room quickly and see no one here.

Even the curtain is open.

Whoever was next to me is gone now.

I try to get up.

I go to move my left leg but a sharp pain runs up it.

"Fuck!" I yell.

Holy shit!

I reach down and try to grab it hoping it will stop hurting.

I look up and Ian is walking in with coffee cups and something in a bag.

He sees me and runs over, putting the stuff on the table.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm in pain, what the fuck do you think I'm doing!"

He puts a hand on my chest and pushes me back.

"Don't do that!"

"Obviously!" I feel it start to throb and i try to move my right leg.

Better make sure.

I can move it and Ian sees that I can too.

"That ones fine."

"What the fuck is wrong with the other one then?"

I lift off the sheet thing they have over me and I see a large bandage covering from below my knee to my ankle.

"What the fuck!" I throw my hands dramatically at my leg and point to it.

"What the fuck!" I look at Ian and he tries not to smile.

What the fuck! How did I not even know?

"Stop being dramatic, I bet it hurts but come on."

I point to my leg again and just look at him.

"In the crash a piece of metal or something cut your leg."

"What?"

"You're going to be fine. The doctors cleaned it all out and bandaged it and they give you lots of pain Meds. You wouldn't believe it, but you're taking more medicine than I am."

He smiles and laughs a little.

"Do I have like stitches or staples or something?"

"Yeah, you had to get staples cause it was kind of bad. The only reason you still have a cast thing on it is because it was still kind of....leaking."

He makes a weird face and grabs a coffee cup from where he put it.

He hands it to me and I take it.

I take a sip of it and it burns my tongue.

"Shit!" I say as i put the cup back on the table.

"Idiot..." Ian whispers under his breath and smiles.

I raise my eyebrow.

"You're fucking lucky I can't move or I would beat your fucking ass, Gallagher."

"Sure, you want a muffin?"

He picks up the bag and tosses it at me even though I'm arms distance way from him.

I catch it and open the bag.

A chocolate muffin. Nice.

"Thanks." I start to unwrap the muffin and Ian sits down in a chair next to me.

I put the muffin back in the bag and move over and pat the open space on the bed.

"Come here."

Ian stands up and I remember Titus.

I wouldn't have remembered him if I wouldn't have just patted the bed.

"The dog!" I say as I feel my eyes widen.

"He's fine." He sits down next to me and takes another sip of his coffee.

Care to explain more?

"When I was able to leave I went straight there and he was fine. Didn't shit on the floor or anything. I mean, he was in a rush to go outside and he was out of good and almost out of water but he was alright."

I relax a little.

Ian remembered Titus.

That's cute.

"You wanna watch something?" I say and hand Ian the remote.

He picks a channel and I eat my muffin.

Eventually he tells me I get to leave tomorrow after they do some final tests and change my bandages.

Ok so this is just kind of a quick update because you guys love this book but I MADE ANOTHER ONE CALLED DRUGGIES it's a gallavich book and he first chapter is up now! Go read and tell me what you think!

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