The Only Exception || The Big Bang Theory

nine

(In Eric's car, 8:20 p.m, Angela's sitting in the passenger seat and Sheldon is in the back texting Leonard.)

"Mind telling me what happened to your body?" Eric whispered to Angela.

Angela sighed, "I was in a car accident."

"When?"

Angela began to feel uncomfortable, "Saturday night. I do apologize for not calling you, I was just---"

"Save it," Eric growled. "We can talk about this when Sandy's around."

Angela slumped into her seat, with her arms crossed. She thought she was going to get away with it, now she felt stupid for thinking that.

"Dad's been askin' for you. Said he would not die until he sees you." Eric said.

Angela looked at her brother, "He did not say that. He says things that he won't remember the next day."

"That's what you think. He loves you like he loves his football games. These were his words by the way."

Angela looked forward with narrowed eyes, "I refuse to listen to you."

Eric rolled his green eyes at her, "Well, I'm just warning you all the fluff he'll give you when he sees you."

Angela's eyes softened, then narrowed once more. Then she started to tap her fingers on her lap. "It wouldn't hurt to calm down, eh?" Eric said.

Sheldon looked up at Angela and saw that she was doing her normal fidgeting, "Do you need a hot beverage, Angela?" Sheldon asked, thinking she was upset.

"No, thank you. I'm fine." Angela answered. Calm..., She thought.

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The three of them finally made it to the ICU and they walked into the waiting room where Sandy was waiting with her asleep five year old daughter. Sandy spotted them and waved, "Hi!" She whispered quietly. Then, her eyes widened once her eyes layed on Angela.

"Hello. Where's father?" She asked, receiving a tight hug from Sandy.

"He's in 135. He's awake, but please, be nice." Sandy answered, giving Angela a worried look. Angela shook her head and went to go find her father's room. She could hear Sandy telling Sheldon that he should just give Angela and her father alone time. But Angela wished that Sandy didn't tell him that...

Angela found 135, and saw that it was dim, and saw her father laying on a bed watching T.V. She was starting to have second thoughts, but without thinking, she was walking in the room.

Angela's father was 65 years old, he had a large stomache, has blue eyes, has a mustache like he always had, has brown hair with white coming out, and he has stage three throat cancer. His name is Ben Richards.

Ben slowly turned his head towards the doorway, and saw his youngest child, Angela. "About time you came." Ben said, his voice raspy.

Angela slowly nodded, and sat down by a chair that was next to him. She sat there with no words coming out from the both of them.

Then, Ben had spoke:

"You cut your hair?"

Angela nodded. And she looked at him.

"C'mon, talk to me. What's goin' on?" Ben erged.

Angela sighed, and whispered, "I recently got in a car accident."

"I see that. You weren't payin' attention, huh? Like always." He chuckled at his own joke. Angela glared at him, and Ben saw that.

"C'mon, say what you wanna say. I'm all ears." He said.