Page 5 of Guarding Glenda

“I can give you a shot now and leave some pills–”

“No. I’m fine. I just need some food and rest.”

Leigh pulled out his phone. “Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck off.”

Linny came over. “Sweetie, I need you to eat. He’ll get whatever you want. So go nuts.”

“It’s fine. I know what she likes,” Leigh said before he left the room, looking at his phone.

“Linny, you gotta break me out of here,” I pleaded. I wasn’t ready to dredge up everything, but I couldn’t be near him, much less stuck at his house.

She sat on the edge of the bed. “Well, for now, you have a tube hanging from your peehole so you’re stuck. Just do what Sam says and we’ll see about getting you out of here once you can walk.”

“Why is there a tube in your peehole?” Sofie asked in almost a squeal.

I hung my hand over the bed and she took it. “That way I don’t wet the bed since I can’t stand easily. Nobody wants to sit in a peepee bed, right?”

“I’m sorry your legs hurt,” she said, squeezing my hand.

“I’ll be okay soon, and we will be back to playing in no time.”

“I can come play with Bruce with you after school,” Sofie said before her lips thinned and she nodded.

“Can’t argue with that,” Bama said.

I shot daggers at him with my eyes before I turned back to Linny. “I can’t believe you’re gonna let them make me stay here.”

She turned around. “Can y’all give us a minute?”

Bama reached his hand out for Sofie but she leaned closer, patting my cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow. I’ll be good at school so they let me come after. But you have to be good, too, or they won’t let me come.”

“Okay, I promise.”

She whispered, “I’ll try to get you some chickie nuggies.” Then she took off, grabbing Bama’s hand and they left.

Sam stepped closer. “You sure you don’t want anything for the pain?”

Shaking my head, I answered, “No. I’m good.”

“Alright. I’ll be back tomorrow. I need to take that catheter out so you’ll need help getting to the bathroom.”

“What? Why can’t you leave it in?”

“Once you eat, you’re gonna need to go anyway. There’s not enough tubing to make it to the bathroom.”

“I’ll wait to eat, then.” The thought of having Leigh help me get to the bathroom made me ill.

“We can’t afford to have you end up at the hospital.”

“Doctor, can you give me a minute?” Linny asked.

Sam nodded and left.

“Would you let any random member help you to the bathroom?” I asked.

Linny shut the door and turned. “Listen, I know there’s some kind of history there, so he’s not some rando. Plus, he’s a biker. A Bastard.”