“Okay Bails lets me see your head. Where does it hurt?” Uncle Rodger asked. I shrugged.
“Everywhere. It’s a really painful throbbing.” I said wincing at he touched my bruise.
“What happened here Sweetheart?” He asked feeling around my head. I cried out in pain as he touched my forehead. Taylor squeezed my hand trying to comfort me.
“I slid in the shower banging it on the tile and jammed my eye on the handle.” I whimpered the throbbing returning.
“I’m sorry Bailey I had to make sure there wasn’t anything else.” I nodded gently closing my eyes. “That must have been a pretty nasty fall when was it?” He asked getting something from the little
supply chest that was hanging on the wall.
“This morning.” He looked at me gently patting my knee.
“Have you talked to your Mom? Or even called Wyatt?” I shook my head.
“I left at lunch, I didn’t have time.” That made Uncle Rodger’s head snap to look at my face.
“What time did you leave school?” I shrugged.
“12.30-ish why?” I asked opening my eyes to look at him.
“Bailey because it’s 8 o’clock.” My eyes widened. I sat up in the bed.
“How is it 8 already? But I just left school.” I groaned falling back in pain.
“I found you at like 7 Bailey.” Taylor said stroking my hand. Uncle Rodger looked at him.
“How did you find her?” He asked folding his arms looking at me.
“Passed out on a sidewalk by the beach. Me and My brother found her Sir.” Uncle Rodger looked at me again.
“That explains that cut.” He thought out loud. “Bailey can you look at me.” I looked at him causing him to nod. “Okay Sweetheart last thing before I patch up that scrap on your cheek. I need you to
try not to blink okay.” I nodded looking at him. He pulled out a little flashlight and shined it in my eyes. It started to burn making me close my eyes tightly and turn away from the bright shine
that turned my eye lids red. The throbbing got worse till I felt myself get woozy and dizzy again. I put my hand to my head trying to stop the pain as I groaned. “Okay Sweetheart, all done.” I
heard Uncle Rodger as he put his hand on my shoulder. “Bailey look at me.” I heard. I moved my head painfully to look at him. “Do you remember what happened after you hit your head?” I closed my
eyes trying to think.
“Yeah I went to my classes with Jenna. Colt kept saying I should go to the nurse because I was walking funny, I think.” I took a deep breath trying to pull the memories out. “Then I went to lunch
with Wyatt and Jayden. He bought me lunch.” I nodded. “But then we got in a fight about something. I can’t remember what it was about though. Then I know I ran, got in my car with Harley and drove
off.” I stopped making both Taylor and Uncle Rodger look at me.
“What happened after that?” Uncle Rod asked.
“I can’t remember. The next thing I know Taylor was taking me to my truck.” I looked at up at him. He nodded.
“Yeah it’s just what I thought.” He nodded to himself shaking his head at himself.
“What do you think it is Sir?” Taylor asked looking at me. Uncle Rodger looked at him.
“The walking funny, the memory loss, loss of consciousness, the uneven pupils.” He shook his head. “Almost half of the symptoms of a concussion.” Taylor looked at me as I lay there falling asleep.
“No Bailey you can’t sleep sweetheart. You have to stay up.” Uncle Rodger said making me open my eyes.
“Why? I’m tired.” I mumbled.
“Because I have to make sure everything is okay up here before you can sleep.” He said tapping my head. “I’ll be back in a minute. Bailey do not fall sleep.” I nodded as Uncle Rodger walked out of
“I’ll be right back.” Taylor whispered kissing my hand. “What are you going to do?” Taylor asked fallowing after him. Uncle Rodger looked at Taylor as he stood there in what he was running in.
“I’m going to get a CT scan of her head to make sure there is no bleeding or swelling that would need surgery to correct. Then I might order a MRI of her head just in case the CT scan missed
something.” Taylor put his hand to his head and sighed, nodding at him.
“How long do think that will take?” He asked looking at Uncle Rodger.
“The CT only a couple of minutes, but the MRI takes a maybe a half hour.” He said folding his arms looking Taylor up and down. “Why do you ask?” Taylor looked his in the eye.
“Because I don’t want to leave her but I don’t want to get in trouble because I missed out on the last mile in my work out today Sir.” Uncle Rodger nodded, understanding were Taylor was coming
I picked up the telephone and dialed Wyatt.
Me* Hey Bro.
Wyatt* Bailey? Bailey where the fuck are you I have been looking for you since after practice!
Me* I’m okay Bro, Don’t worry.
Wyatt* No, Bailey you have been Missing for almost 8 fucking hours!
Me* I’m sorry Bro I didn’t mean to.
Wyatt* Just please tell me your okay.
Me* I’m not sure yet.
Wyatt* What do you mean ‘not sure yet’?
Me* I’m at the hospital
Me* Wyatt calm down your making my head hurt more.
Wyatt* What do you mean you’re at the hospital?
Me* I must has passed out off base.
Me* It’s okay Uncle Rodger is here helping me.
Wyatt* Who found you?
Me* you remember the guys we were playing pool with last night?
Wyatt* The twins? Yeah they were pretty cool.
Me* Well they were the ones that found me
Me* I’m not really sure yet.
Wyatt* Do you want me to come and stay with you? I can, I’m just working now.
Me* No, no it’s okay Wy, I’ll called you later when Uncle Rodger knows what’s wrong. Tell Mom I’m okay for me.
Wyatt* Of course. I love you Sis.
Me* I love you too Bro.
I hung up the phone and watched as Uncle Rodger talked to Taylor outside the room through the glass doors……….
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