Secrets in the Healing

I woke up, and I was lying in a bed.
“Probably still in the hospital.” I said to myself.
“Yup.” I heard.
I looked over, and Tommy and Adam were sitting there.
“What the fuck are you guys doing here?!” I said, about to hit them in the heads.
“You’ve been asleep for a few days, so we came to check on you.” Tommy said.
“Oh. Alright, well now I’m awake so y’all can go now.” I said, looking the other direction from them.
“Do you hate us that much?” Tommy said.
Hearing it from Tommy, I felt bad. I like him, but Adam is just… different. I don’t necessarily hate Tommy though!
“I just want some time lone.” I said.
Was that the only thing I could think of?!
“Alright.” I heard Tommy say, as they got up and left.
I started crying.
“Oh, Krissie. Are you—“ I heard Tommy say. “Are you crying?”
“No.” I said, turning my head the other way again.
“Adam, you go ahead of me, I will be the in a second.” Tommy said, walking in the room again.
“I said I’m fine.” I said, still not looking at him.
“You are not fine, bitch.” He said.
I turned my head and stared at him.
“What did you just call me?” I said, about to punch him.
“I only said it so you would look my way.” He said, wiping the tears off my face.
“Well I said I’m fine, so you can leave.” I said, turning my head again.
“Whatever you say.” He said, as he kissed my cheek.
As soon as Tommy left, the doctor walked in.
“Hi doctor.” I said, looking at him.
“Hello. We have stitched your legs closed, and you may leave tonight.” He said.
“Thanks doc!” I said, sitting up.
“There’s one condition though.” He said.
“Oh great. What is it?” I said, sighing.
“You can’t walk on them, so you have to use a wheel chair.” He said.
“For how long?” I asked, hoping not forever.
“Just a few months.” He said, like he knew what I was thinking.
“Thanks doc. Where is it so I can leave?” I asked, looking around.
“One of your friends went to go get it.” He said.
“Wait, what?” I said, looking at him.
“The blond dude. Tommy.” He said.
I looked in the doorway, and here came Tommy with a wheelchair.
“Oh great. Could this day get any worse?” I said.
“Yup. The paparazzi is here.” Tommy said.