Give Me Novacaine

iBillie's P.O.V!

I Woke up in an unfamiliar room, which turned out to be a hospital.

My leg felt like it was on fire, that is until a nurse gave me a small Novacaine injection.

I looked to my left, and saw Chelsea, Mike and Tre.

"You guys are treating this like some kind of life-threatening illness" i laughed.

Mike and Chelsea laughed. Tre didn't get it.

Then it hit me.

"What about the tour?" i asked, suddenly panicking.

"We've had to postpone it for now. The fans seemed to understand" Mike answered.

"That must have been fun explaining it to them! 'We're sorry, But we've had to postpone the tour because Billie got beaten up by a 10 year old'" He joked.

That got a laugh from all three of them.

"naah, we just said that you broke your shin" Mike said.

"It's broken?!?!" i asked.

They all nodded sadly.

A few minutes of utter silence later, a doctor came in holding 2 crutches.

I got changed, very carefully, and practised walking on crutches.

After several minutes, i finally got the hang of walking on crutches.

"Alright, you should be fine to go home this afternoon, maybe sooner, thank god" the doctor said, muttering the 'Thank God' part.

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When i was finally let out, Mike insisted on giving me a ride home.

Tre sat in the passenger seat (Shotgun!) and Chelsea sat in the back with me.

"So, Chelsea, Do you play any instruments?" Tre asked, attempting to make small talk.

"yeah, Bass and Guitar" She replied.

That got Mike's attention.

"That's awesome! we could have a lil' bass jam session when we get to Billie's" Mike suggested.

She nodded.

Is Mike hitting on my adopted daughter? Already?

After a little while, Tre and Mike swapped places.

It was either:

1.Mike Was Getting Tired

2.Tre was getting bored

3.Mike wanted to hit on Chelsea again.

Im gonna go with 3.

I gave Mike a touch-my-daughter-and-i'll-kill-you look.

Chelsea spotted this.

"Really? I've been your daughter for about 6 hours and your going into overprotective dad mode already?" She said, laughing.

I laughed and nodded.

A/N: Sorry for the short-ish chapter. I GOT NO MOTIVATION! WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION? NO TIME FOR THE MOTIVATION! SMOKIN' MY INSPER-ATION!