Adopted by Phan

Chapter 83

Jay's P.O.V.

I yawned, scraping my crutches along the ground and dragging myself down the stairs. It was the weekend again and after a week back at school I was doing okay, it was nice to be out of the house and doing something other than sitting at home or in the hospital.

I clattered into the kitchen, almost tripping over my crutch and using the kitchen bench to steady myself. I could see both Dan and Phil out of the corner of my eye, Phil leaning up against the bench and Dan basically lying on top of him, arms wrapped around Phil's waist and head resting in his shoulder.

"Hey Jay, you good?" I shrugged, grinning as Dan lifted his head only lay it back down on Phil's other shoulder.

"Yeah, just off balance, I need to walk around more." Dan nodded.

I had noticed that they had become a lot more close since the news of my pregnancy, hugging and cuddling a lot, occasionally kissing but mostly just hand holding or cuddling a lot, never seeming to leave each others side. It was clear to me that they loved each other, but the times were stressful and they just wanted to support each other.

Even in the two and half weeks since I had found out that I was pregnant, I had seen a lot of changes in my body. My stomach was slowly swelling, more obvious that it had been because of how skinny I normally was. My sickness was coming on and off, maybe a couple of mornings a week when I would actually be sick but it was ever so slowly fading.

It wasn't the physical changes that worried me, I honestly didn't care about them, but more the mental changes that I was worried about. The thoughts kept coming back and I didn't know how to stop them but then again I didn't make any effort too, letting them fill my head with dangerous words.

I had considered it again and again, to just let myself disappear and not to come back. I knew there would be consequences, but if I did what I was thinking I wouldn't be around to see them or suffer through them. I wasn't thinking of what other people would think or even if they were thinking of me, but I was stuck.

I felt as if I was in a pit of mud and slowly sinking, unable to pull myself out of the trouble. It was getting harder and harder as time went on, as I became more aware of the baby in my stomach and more alert to what had happened over the past few months.

I didn't mourn my father, there was nothing to miss about him and I knew all of the other suspects were all in jail and not coming out for a long time, but the full weight of things hadn't hit me. The fact that this would affect me for the rest of my life, no matter how long that would be, hadn't hit my system and I wasn't thinking ahead.

"Do you want some breakfast?" I shook my head.

"No, I'm not feeling great." Dan let go of Phil, moving around and hugging my shoulders gently.

"That's not good, do you want to lie down?" I shrugged, moving my crutches so I could get a better grip on them.

"Hey guys, there's a text from Officer Briny, he says the prosthetic is gonna be ready later today." I turned to Phil, who had spoken and had his phone out, leaning heavily on the bench.

"Oh." I wasn't surprised, we had started the fittings for it more than a month ago, after the wound on my leg was healed enough to fit things over it and I was comfortable enough to say what worked and what didn't.

"They want you to come in either this afternoon or tomorrow morning to get it, any preference?" I shook my head, I didn't care.

"Might as well do it this afternoon, give you a day to get used to it before you go back to school." I nodded, following along with what Dan was saying and it made sense. I shuffled around on my crutches again before falling into one of the seats at the table and kicking my crutches to the ground.

"Just give me a few, I don't feel the best."

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"Hello, just wait us a couple of minutes and we'll bring the prosthetic in." I was sitting on one of the beds at the hospital, swinging my free leg and leaning back on my hands while we waited.

Dan and Phil were both sitting on chairs just beside the bed, hands intertwined and Dan leaning his head on Phil's shoulder with his eyes shut. I thought he was asleep for a couple of minutes until he shifted his head and squeezed Phil's hand, curling his legs to the side to make himself more comfortable.

"Alright, here we go Jay." I looked up to see the nurse holding a leg, a knee joint and all. "As you know, your leg was too damaged to be saved, including the knee joint which is why we couldn't attach your foot on backwards, otherwise the doctors would have done that."

I nodded, I'd heard it all before. I was more focused on the prosthetic, which was black and purple in colour and looked quite nice, but I still wasn't sure. As much as it would make my life easier I didn't know whether I wanted it or not, as it didn't quite feel right to me.

"You okay? You don't look like you like it?" I shrugged.

"I don't know... It doesn't feel right." The nurse nodded.

"Ahhh, we've had that before. It'll take a while for you to get used to the idea of having it on but it'll pass." I took it in, just hoping that what she said was true and just sat up on the bed, one of my hands resting on the stump that was my legs.

"Alright if you just hold still for a second I'll put the cover over." The nurse was holding up what looked like a round bandage that would fit over the end of my leg to protect my leg from the plastic of the prosthetic.

She gave it to me and I slipped it over the end of my leg, noting how it clung to my skin and was going to be extremely difficult to pull off without a hell of a lot of force. Once I had pulled it on, without too much trouble, the nurse moved around beside me and held out the leg.

"Okay so it will be a little bit of a learning curve to get it on, there's a hip strap to hold it up and it'll take a while to know it off by heart." I took the prosthetic from her and eyed the strap, running my fingers over the buckle and the top rim of the plastic.

"Okay, I'll need some help though."