Crashing Into Love - 7. Chapter 7

Amen it was the summer. I can only do so much of this sitting around. Heather and Benji have been trying to get me out and about around the hospital, but I was feeling rather uncomfortable in the hospital gown. It was really bad that I basically wouldn’t be able to wear regular clothes for the next few week.

“Knock, knock.” call out a voice from the other side of the door.

I look up to see an amazing sight of a gigantic chocolate brown teddy bear making its way into my room. I am more amazed by the sight that is the person holding said teddy bear.

“I have a special delivery for Mister Connor Evans.”

“Well that would be me,” I say back all matter of factly. “What is my special delivery?”

“This.” I knew what the young man holding the bear was doing was more of a warning before having lips smashed against mine.

Lips smashed together and the feeling of a tongue passing through my lips, I gladly opened and let them in. After a couple of minutes, we pull apart to catch our breaths.

“Wow, that was nice, but I do have a boyfriend.” I say.

“Well, I hope he isn’t the jealous type.” He says with a smirk on his face.

“I love you Benji,” I say with a smile on my face. “Whats with the teddy bear?”

“Well I figure that after over 2 weeks you might need something to cuddle with and I don’t think I’d fit in the bed without bumping into your casts.”

Had it been over 2 weeks already? Ugh, time seems to fly by in the outside world, but is dragging on horribly in this hospital.

“I wish I could get out of here. I really miss my bed.”

Benji reaches for a set of crutches. “Feel like taking a walk? I promise to make it worth it.”

“Only if you help me.”

Benji helped me get out of the bed and get my bearings with the crutches before pointing out which way to walk. As we walk down the hall, my legs still feel weary, which I have been told is normal for someone who has hardly been out of bed for weeks.

It was slow at first, seeing as I was still trying to get used to the crutches. Trying to get the crutches under my broken arm was a definite trick, but once I got the hang of it, I was able to get moving around a bit better. Ben leads me down the hall until we get to small nurse's station where Heather was sitting.

“Look who I found roaming the halls,” Benji jokes at Heather.

“About time he got his lazy butt out of bed,” she smiles back.

“Well, if you don’t want him here, I’ll take him home with me.”

“Fine, let me get some discharge orders.”

I kind of got lost with the playful banter between them. She had to be joking, but Ben reaches down and grabs a duffle bag from next to the station and we walk back to my room.

“What’s in the bag?”

“I figured you would rather real clothes to go home in.”

“What? No one said anything about going home.”

Ben has to be joking. No one, not the doctor, my parents, or even Heather had mentioned it.
Speaking of Heather, in she strolls.

“So here are the discharge papers,” she says going through a stack of papers. “Prescriptions for some painkillers and other meds. Orders for continued Physical Therapy at least once a week until the casts come off, then a quick boost and a visit to Occupational Therapy to confirm everything is good to go. You will need to follow up with the doctor in a week. Hopefully get you out of the arm cast. Leg is going to be a bit longer, but you are good to go.”

I look around the room stunned. “You two are pulling a fast one on me aren’t you?”

“No Connor,” Heather looks at me, “lover boys here is taking you home. No need to keep you cooped up here.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I looked sternly between the two.

“Word came down that your P.T. was going well and as long as you have someone at home to help take care of you, you don’t need me baby sitting you. I figure between lover boy here and your parents, you should be covered.”

I couldn’t contain my excitement, I was going to go home and I finally could have some quality time with my Benji. I almost forgot about the casts and crutches and tried to give a little excited jump, but I lost my footing and fell into the arms of Benji. After making sure we were all ok from my little trip, the three of us couldn’t help but laugh.

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Between Benji and Heather, I managed to get “dressed” or as dressed as one could with a huge cast on his arm and leg. Ben was really smart and had gone to the store to pick up those pants that snap up the legs. When you have a cast on your legs, those things are amazing. I suffered with a zipped up hoodie that we simply threw over my shoulders.

I was nervous when I got home to see my parents cars in the driveway. I wanted to try to get up to my room without the added attention of being babied. I was lost in my thoughts as Ben put the car into park. I feel his hand settle on the uncasted part of my leg.

“You ok, babe?” He says to me with that amazing smile.

“Yeah, just thinking.”

“What's on your mind Con?”

“Can you stay here tonight? I really don’t want to be alone.”

“There is no place I’d rather be.” He says while I feel his thumb start to rub my leg to relax me.

Ben was amazing to help me get out of the car and into the house. My parents swarm the door to see me outside of the hospital for the past weeks. My mom immediately wraps me in a tear filled hug, while my father and Benji try to keep her from knocking me on my butt.

“I’m so happy you are home, love.”

“I am too.”

My dad must see some pain or exhaustion starting to show as he pulls my mom off of me.

“Dear, lets let the boy get inside and get comfortable.”

I give him a look of thanks before speaking, “if it's ok with you guys, I would like to go lay down in my own bed for a bit.”

My mom let out a little heartbroken sigh, but my dad just nods and Benji helps me up to the bedroom. I could feel Ben’s hand on my back as I painfully bounced up the stairs. We finally make it up the stairs and into my room, the pain is starting to take hold faster and I collapse on the bed with a thud.

I can’t help but start to cry. I hurt so bad and I feel bad for Benji who has been as close as possible to me since this whole thing began.

“Hey Ben,” I call out.

“What can I do to help Connor?” his voice is full of concern.

“Just come here and help me into bed.” I manage to moan out.

Benji helps get me comfortable in the bed. I had to make him grab a ton of extra pillows from the guest room and go running all over the house. I start to close my eyes when I feel the right side of the bed sink down some and feel Benji curl up next to me.

His body feels nice pressed up against mine. This is the way it should have been this whole time, but fate had other ideas about that. But now, I am home and I have Benji next to me.