“Violet may have broken her arm. She kept complaining of pain. Reign and I seem to only have headaches. I felt the bus swerving. The bus driver likely had some type of medical episode. I was with both of the girls the entire time.” I reported the events of our day.
“Where is my daughter? Violet? Violet! Oh my God! Where is she!” Iris screamed as she walked around the emergency room. She spotted me first, then looked over at Micah. As she made her way toward us, her face changed from panic to anger.
“Where is my daughter? I would think you would be with her,” Iris snapped at Micah.
“Cool it. She’s in there. Harley just explained to me what happened on the bus. She’s kept an eye out for Violet this entire time. Violet complained of pain in her arm,” he informed her.
“I’m glad that she wasn’t alone. Thank you for looking out for her, Harley,” she said through clenched teeth.
Before either of them could utter another word, a nurse came out of Violet’s room. “Are you the parents of Violet Black?” she asked.
“Yes, we are. Is she going to be okay?” Iris and Micah asked simultaneously. The worry they felt was prevalent in their tones. I watched as the nurse led them inside the room with Violet.
Since Violet’s parents were there with her, I flagged down the person who wanted to exam Reign and me earlier. She turnedout to be a doctor. Then she took us to a bay and did a basic exam of our vitals. Not long after, she confirmed we would be just fine. I heard a familiar voice asking for Reign and me. When I came from behind the curtain, my grandparents came into view. Nana burst into tears at the sight of us.
“My babies, I’ve been praying since we got the call. I’m so happy to see you both. My heart couldn’t take it if anything happened to you,” she expressed. She pulled Reign and me in for a joint hug.
“It was scary for sure, but we’re okay,” I said.
“Come on, let’s get you guys home. You need some rest. Did the doctor say you’re good to leave?” PopPop inquired.
“Yes. We’re free to go. Please get us home.”
After I signed off on our paperwork, we were on our way out when I noticed there was a bin with items from the crash. There was a lot to sift through, but eventually, I found my bag. I didn’t bother looking for Reign’s backpack, we would just have to replace it.
I woke up with Reign sleeping peacefully on my numb arm. She didn’t want to sleep alone, which was understandable. Before Reign went to sleep, she made me promise to check on Violet. My head hurt badly, so I would’ve agreed to anything, but after some rest, the headache mostly subsided. I grabbed my phone off the bedside table. When I unlocked it, I went to the message app, located my thread with Micah, and noticed there was a message from him.
Mr. Black:
I’m just checking on you guys. I hope you’re feeling better.
The sight of the message made my heart swell. In the midst of taking care of his daughter, he still thought about Reign and me.
Me:
You read my mind. I was just about to ask how Violet was holding up. I’m feeling better. Reign finally went to sleep.
Mr. Black:
She broke her arm, but she’s okay. They gave her some medication for the pain. She’s been sleeping since we got home.
Me:
I’m glad it wasn’t anything worse than that. Reign will be happy she’s okay.
Mr. Black:
I’m so glad you were there with them today. If anything would’ve happened to Violet I have no idea what I would’ve done.
Me:
I’m glad I was there too. Everyone is alive and well. I’m just grateful the girls weren’t alone.
Mr. Black:
You guys keep resting. I will tell Violet Reign checked on her. I’ll check in with you a little later.
Me:
