Crutch - Blurb for Brit
Requested: Kinda but not really
A/N: Brit got hurt and she wanted a little blurb so I wrote this on my phone kinda quickly lol. Sorry there is no mood board for this on it is just a quick blurb.
Warnings: None
Word Count: x
Yo Brit @wayward-river come read your fic!
So yeah you were not always the most graceful person but recently you had been doing pretty good. You, Pea and Fangs were walking along southside on your way to Pops when you fell landing almost flat on your face but luckily your out your hand out in time. You didn’t scrape your face but you did hear a loud pop.
“Y/N what the fuck are you okay. Oh my god baby tell me your okay, does something hurt oh my god”
“Calm down Fogarty”
“Babe what the hell did you trip over” as he began helping you stand. Nothing really hurt though so you figured you’d be fine. But that wasn’t the case at all. It didn’t hurt ttoobad when you stood up but you definitely knew something was off.
“I just tripped over this stupid fucking hole. Stupid fucking dirt”
“Y/N the dirt can’t hear you”
“Shut the fuck up Pea I know that!”
“Can you put pressure on it?” “Not really”
“Just help me hop till we get to Pop’s or at least to your trailer Pea, can you drive me to the hospital then”
“It’s probably just a sprain, we’ll just wrap it and you'll be good in no time baby” Pea looked down to see your whole foot swelling.
“I don’t think so Fogarty” You looked down as Fangs did to see your foot about two times the size it had been.
“Uh oh”
“Yeah we need to get to the hospital let’s go” You grabbed onto Fang’s shoulder and Pea’s as well and began to hop as they walked but after a minute or two Pea dead stopped almost making you fall.
“What the hell!”
“Your too slow”
“Pea her foot is probably broken leave her alone”
“No, she is too goddamn slow”
“Pea I’m gonna break your foot and see how you like it”
“Okay, you know what fine” Fangs went to grab you under your legs.
“Fangs what are you doin”
“I’m gonna carry you”
“Babe no, I’m not letting you carry me, you’ll hurt yourself it’s a long walk”
“C' mon, I lift shit all the time It’s fine”
“No Fangs”
“Baby…”
“No Fangs”
“Y/N…”
“Fangs”
“Oh my god either you pick her the fuck up or I’m carrying her myself”
“Neither of you are I can hop!” Pea went to pick you up but Fangs pushed him out of the way before he could.
“Don’t you dare pick her up! She is my girlfriend”
“Damn possessive are we”
“Yeah cause your hand would be resting on her ass!”
“I’m not complaining”
“Sweet Pea!”
“What you got a nice ass”
“OKay let’s go” Fangs scooped you up.
“Fangs let me down!”
“Nope”
You eventually made it to Pea’s and then to the hospital only to be told that you had fractured your fibula. But luckily it didn’t require surgery. But honestly, you still were not happy because you were required to use crutches. And of course they did not have underam crutches, no they had the ones that go below your forearms and though you may be strong as fuck they are the hardest damn things to use in the world. You got into Pea’s truck after finally heading to Pops. You got out grabbing your crutches and began walking in the door.
“Oh my god your still so fucking slow” And then he grabbed you lifting you up and walking you into Pop’s, Fangs yelling behind him to put you down.
“Thanks for the lift, but next time don’t pick me up Pea or your gonna have a fractured pelvic bone”
“Damn Y/N”
“That's my girl”
Healing was going quite well. The only problem was the crutches made you extremely slow, basically made every task near impossible to finish in a reasonable amount of time. Literally grabbing cereal took about 30 mins just because of walking to the kitchen and to the couch. There was even one time you were trying to get into the bath but doing that on crutches and having a bathtub that was pretty high was very difficult.
“Ugh!!” Fangs busted into the door thinking you screamed.
“What’s wrong are you okay!”
“I almost fell trying to get in the fucking bath! These stupid fucking crutches make everything so hard, I almost tripped over the fucking bathmat”
‘Let me help you” That is how it had been, Fangs helping you do everything, and though you appreciated it it began to get kind of annoying. Like you loved the help but you were also so fucking independent you aboslutely hated it.
So the next day when the same issue of you trying to walk out of the trailer by yourself with the crutches and you fell Fangs running up and trying to help you snapped at him.
“Baby let me help you up oh my god, did you hurt anything else”
“Fangs just go away I can do it!”
“But I can help baby it isn’t a problem”
“No, leave me alone Fogarty. I don’t need your help”
“Baby…”
“I’m serious go to Pea’s or something”
“Fine, but I’m helping you up first”
“Ugh, your impossible!” He helped you back into the house but then left like you asked. But as you were sitting on the couch you began to feel really bad. You didn’t mean to snap at him, but having to have someone help you with even the little tasks got on your nerves so much, you knew it wasn’t right though so you were calling him instantly telling him to come back home.
He walked in and right when he did you began apologizing profusely feeling so bad for what you had said and done.
“Baby shhh It’s fine I get it, remember when I got and I had to have help even reaching a dish or the ice-cream in the freezer. I got so annoyed at everyone. I even yelled at you, something I vowed to never do. So I get it baby don’t worry about it too much okay”
“Okay, I’m still sorry though”
“It’s okay baby but guess what”
“What?”
“I have a surprise for you, close your eyes”
“Okay…” You closed your eyes and heard him walk out of the trailer, before you heard the door slam again and something bang against the wall followed by an “oof” you were highly confused. “Babe, you okay?”
“Don’t open your eyes!”
“I’m not!” “Okay wait you can open them now”
“You sure”
“Yeah, open them, open them” YOu saw this thing that looked like a walker but like half a seat”
“What is that”
“Surprise babe, I got you a scooter!”
“For what”
“So basically your knee goes here and you like ya know scooter along” He demonstrated it as well and you began laughing instantly. The thought that he had put in even when you yelled at him made you laugh profusely and also care so much deeper for him.
“Fangs…”
“Do you not like the color, you know I could paint it”
“No the color is fine I just… I love you so much. You did this even when I yelled at you.”
“Of course I did, your just frustrated and I get that”
“Thank You babe”
“No problem Y/N, I love you I always just want you to be happy and with those crutches, you were not a happy camper”
“Oh my god I’m like an old woman and I’m not even 30!”
“Hey I’ll still love you when your old”
“How old”
“As old as possible because I wanna be with you forever”
“Your so cheesy”
“Yeah but you love me for it”
“Damn right”
“Now give me that scooter cause I want to scooter to the bed and I want you to follow me”
“I don’t think we need the scooter for that” HE then scooped you up a small scream eliciting from your mouth as you were walked to the bedroom and carefully thrown on the bed.