29. No Ones Fault (1/2)

ruhlsar000 here! wow! i'm actually getting this out on time. shocking! you know the drill.

"you are exceedingly lucky, mr.

idger." the doctor says. "a centimeter to the right and you'd have been some serious trouble. now you're going to be staying here overnight for observation and i would advise against doing that whatever it is you do instead of walking."

"noted." i sigh, resisting the urge to itch at the bandage around my head.

"i'll go get your group." the doctor says, opening the er curtain. david is standing there.

"could you give us a moment?" i ask. the doctor nods and goes off to another patient.

"how'd you sneak away?" i try to joke.

"everyone's asleep…" david whispers. i scan his emotion. nervous worry, and as expected anger and frustration.

i sigh. he must hate me. best to get it over with. "alright… let's hear it…" i don't want to though.

he looks down at his shoes. "i'm so, so sorry, father." he blurts out. what the kriff? "please, don't leave. i won't do it again! please!"

what. the. kriff.

"woah, woah. what?" i manage to say, cutting off his rumbling. "why are you apologizing?"

"because it's my fault you fell! it's my fault your hurt." david mumbles.

"david, come here." i pat the hospital bed. he sits down but doesn't look at me. wonderful. "hey david's back, can you tell my son it's hard having a conversation with him when he is facing a wall?"

david sigh, but shifts so that we are both facing the same direct. i wrap my arm around his shoulder. "now, where did you get that silly nothing that this was your fault?"