“Spencer…” she said simply, probably hoping that the right words would just flow out of her mouth, but there was nothing

“I uh…I have to go, but the doctors said you’ll be out of here tomorrow, so maybe I can come see you at your place…”

“yeah…” she said, and I knew she wanted me to stay, but I don’t think I could…at least not at that point. so, I kissed her on the forehead then said goodbye and I went back home…back to my apartment.

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I woke up in the morning still in my hospital bed, and my sister was there talking to the doctor about how I needed to be watched and when I got my pain meds and stuff…so I got out of bed and she had to help me put on my sweatpants and t-shirt because I couldn’t really do it with one arm and a few broken fingers

“this is so weird…” I said as Kyla pulled up my pants

“weird for you? I’m pulling up my sister’s pants…I never thought I’d have to do this…” she said and I laughed a little

“yeah, but even though this is probably the most uncomfortable I’ve been in a while…thanks for like…helping and stuff…” I told her

“no problem…now that I’ve helped you with this, I expect you to put me in a home if I make it over eighty years old…” she said and I couldn’t help but laugh because that was so random and so funny that she said that

“not a problem…” I told her “…even though I’ll be older than you…”

“psh we’re like the same age, but I get the feeling you’ll be healthier than me…”

“probably true…” I said and she laughed as we started to walk out of the hospital “…so how’d my car look?” I asked her afraid of the answer

“you want the truth?” she asked as I sat down in the passenger seat and I nodded “like a pop can that got run over by a train…” she told me and I cringed

“my baby…” I said simply

“don’t worry, it’s not like you don’t have the money to buy a new one…” she told me

“yeah but that one was just so…perfect and broken in…”