The next couple of days being cooped up in the house were horrible. I never liked being stuck in the house for too long, and well this felt like an eternity. My head was feeling better, my bruises were fading fast. I was looking more like Bailey and not a zombie. I was taking a shower since I was going to sneak off to Wyatt's football game to see him. I was scrubbing my body and washing my hair. I shaved so I didn't look like Chubaka, not pretty I tell you that. I always wasn't a give fan of baths when I was little Mom always told me, but when I started to get older the warm water caressing my body, it always makes me feel better. It's so nice. I fishing in my shower and got out of the shower and sighed looking at myself in the mirror as I started to dry off. I don't know what it was but I felt different. I don't know why or how, I just do. I shook my head drying my hair before I slipped on my underpants and my bra. I wrapped my hair in the towel and sighed. I pulled on my t-shirt and leggings before I slipped on a pair of jeans and stepped out of the bathroom walking to my bedroom to finish getting ready for the game. I slipped my phone into my pocket before I started to put some makeup on to cover my bruise. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket to I answered it.
Dad* Hey Princess
Me* Hey Daddy, how are you?
Dad* I'm doing okay sweetheart. How are you doing Baby?
Me* I'm fine Daddy.
Dad* Oh really how's the head?
Me* It's fine.
Dad* So you didn't happen to get a concussion on Thursday?
Dad* Bailey, I'm your father. I need to know this.
Me* Okay yes I did get one.
Dad* How Bailey?
Me* I slipped when I was in the locker room taking a shower after my run. You know I picked up Harley so I took a run and I tripped over the little step in the shower and slammed my head onto the wall and my eyes slammed into the handle.
Dad* Do you promise me it isn't some Boy?
Me* Daddy I promise you that it was no one but my clumsiness. I swear on the Marine Corps.
Dad* Okay Princess I just don't want you to get hurt. I love you.
Me* I love you too.
Dad* How's your head feeling?
Me* It's feeling a lot better now.
Dad* Your taking your pain pills?
Me* Of course why do you think it feels so nice.
Dad* Oh Bailey. You are too much like your mother.
Me* So you have always told me.
Dad* Because you are so much like it and it always makes me smile.
Me* Happy to know that.
Dad* What are you doing Bailey?
Me* I'm going to Wyatt's football game to watch him and Colt play.
Dad* What happened with Jayden?
Me* We is just being a little crap so I'm not taking to him right now.
Dad* I hope you guys make up because you know you guys have been best friends for like 13 years.
Me* I know.
Dad* Stay safe at the game. Watch your head. Don't hit it on anything okay?
Me* I know Dad; I promise I will try my best.
Dad* I know I love you Baby and don't want you to get hurt.
Me* I know I love you too Pops.
Dad* You know how to make me feel old don't you?
Me* and I use it at the best of time.
Dad* Your horrible.
Me* But you love me.
Dad* I guess.
I heard mumbling and voices in the background. I sighed knowing what this meant.
Me* Got to go?
Dad* Yeah Baby I'm sorry.
Me* I know. I love you Dad.
Dad* I love you too Baby.
Me* Stay Safe.
Dad* Yes Ma'am.