Bianca had gotten surgery Saturday and spent the night at the hospital alone that night. Even though it was a couple days later, she was still a little bitter that she had gone through all of that alone when she had hoped Drew would be right by her side. She convinced herself she was expecting too much and she let him off the hook, though she kind of was still giving him the cold shoulder. Bianca had pictured him letting her stay at his home and taking care of her any way he could, instead she had been on bed rest all Sunday and Monday and she had to listen to her Auntie scream at her mother. Her mother was another issue, since she had just gotten out of rehab after being there for a few years. This was Bianca’s first contact with her mother since she left for rehab and yet Bianca had barely said more than a word to the woman who was like a stranger to her. Her mom was still a mess, it was like rehab had done nothing for her, and it really pissed Bianca off. She hadn’t had anyone to help her through this time, so she was almost relieved when Drew finally made time for her and said he’d take care of her, although she had to tell him to, which disappointed and embarrassed her.
Getting up from her bed, she grabbed her crutches and struggled to her full length mirror, staring at her reflection. Bianca couldn’t lie, she looked like a mess. A hot mess, but a mess nonetheless. She had on yoga pants and a tank top, her hair disheveled and her eyes a little tired. Still, she was stunning as always and she knew it. Bianca hopped on one foot for a minute so she could slip on her jacket and get on her shoes as best she could. She placed her phone into her pocket, hearing the horn of a car outside and guessing it was the cab she had called for a little while ago. Her aunt was working, so the house was quiet and Bianca relished in it as she crutched her way out of the house and to the cab, struggling a lot to get in as the cab driver simply stared at her. Bianca gave him a dirty look before telling him Drew’s address and sitting back in the cab, gritting her teeth because she couldn’t stretch her knee out in the cramped cab.
As the cab pulled up in front of Torres home, Bianca took out money to pay the man and mumbled a thank you before she pushed herself out of the car, getting her crutches quickly. She crutched around his house, thinking about texting him that she was here, but deciding against it because she probably couldn’t while on crutches. Bianca made her way to the glass sliding doors she always entered through, looking through them and finding the room empty. She decided to let herself in since she was tired and needed to sit down before she just simply collapsed. Pulling the door open she nearly fell but caught herself, making her way inside and closing the door behind her. She rushed to the couch and fell back onto it, placing her crutches next to her and huffing as she slipped off her jacket and placed it to the side before she took her phone out and texted Drew, I’m here, come find me :) She laughed at how stupid she sounded then sat back on the couch, closing her eyes for a moment and relaxing in the calming atmosphere of his home. She lifted her left leg and rested her foot on the table in front of her, stretching out her knee and relieving it slightly from the pain she was feeling at the moment.
