The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword

Stitches

So our flight home was delayed, then had to land in St. Louis because of weather, then we couldn't get a flight back to Los Angeles. A trip home that was only supposed to take about a day took almost three. We got in extremely early this morning, like we didn't even wake up Vince and Alex to get Scorpio.

We were both fast asleep when a couple arguing, married, blondes wrecked into our house with our dog.

"I hate you! Why did I marry you!" Alex yells.

"Really? I was going to say the same thing about you!" Vince fights back.

I groan and Nikki's grip gets tighter around me. Without opening my eyes I roll over to face him and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Baby, should we go see what they are arguing about?" Nikki asks sleepily.

"I really don't want to." I admit and he laughs. "What time is it?"

"Nine." He tells me and I groan again. "I still want to sleep."

"Maybe they'll go away." I say quietly and I feel Nikki kiss my shoulder.

"Maybe." Nikki whispers and nooks his face in the crook of my neck.

We had exactly four minutes of laying in perfect silence. We honestly thought that either Vince and Alex made up or left or just went into a room where we can't hear them. Either way it was beautiful silence.

Then something smashed, like my best friend just threw a fucking plate at her husband. Either way it was loud and it scared both Nikki and I. We jump apart and sit up in bed. I rub sleep out of my eyes and Nikki sighs.

"What the hell was that?" He wonders.

"A plate if I had to guess." I say and look over to Nikki.

"I hope Scorpio doesn't eat the glass." He says as we start to pull on some close so we look half-ass presentable.

Nikki pulls on plaid pyjama pants and I pull on a sweatshirt that I'm almost sure I stole from RJ or Jay at some point because of its large size. I mean this sweater goes down to my mid thighs.

We walk downstairs to first be greeted by Scorpio. We spend about ten minutes petting our beloved dog before going to search for our friends. We find both Vince and Alex standing in the kitchen looking at a bunch of shattered glass on the floor.

"I am so sorry." Vince says looking at the glass. "My wife is an ditz!"

"Go to hell!" Alex yells and Nikki and I blink.

"Okay, I'll talk to Alex and clean up the glass." I say and he nods.

"Be careful." Nikki warns and looks at his friend. "Come on, Vince."

Vince and Nikki go into another room while I go to the closet and get the broom and dustpan. I hand Alex the dustpan and we start to clean up the mess.

"What are you and Vince fighting about?" I ask and she sighs.

"Everything." Alex admits.

"Okay but what started it today?" I wonder.

"I forgot to by milk." She says quietly. "Then it turned to shit and we've been going at it since like six am."

"Well I don't get it." I admit.

"It went from no milk, to me working too much, to Vince's drinking, to me being a bitch and--" I look up to see Alex crying. "To make it worse I found out I was pregnant just after you and Nikki left and I haven't figured out how to tell Vince yet."

"Al, don't cry." I tell her and walk over to hug her.

But I'm a complete and utter idiot because I walked through the broken glass and it lodges in my feet.

"Owww!" I yell and jump up on the counter.

I look at my foot and start to rip the glass out of my bloody foot but I feel like I'm making it worse. Nikki and Vince come into the kitchen to see me picking glass out of my foot and swearing an ungodly amount.

"Ouch, fuck! Jesus Christ!" I yell and Nikki comes over to me.

"Baby, I thought you were going to careful." He says quietly and looks at my foot.

"I was but I'm a fucking idiot and my foot won't stop bleeding." I complain. "Ouch, dammit!"

"Come on, I think we should go to the hospital." Nikki starts to move me carefully off the counter.

"No, I'll be fine." I promise him. "Just get the first aid kit from the bathroom."

"Skylar, this is a lot of blood." He says. "We'll temporary tape it up but we're going to the hospital."

"We'll stay here and clean up." Vince says and Alex nods.

Nikki picks me up off the counter and totes me up towards our bedroom. He sits me on the counter of the ensuite bathroom and wraps my foot with gauze and bandages. Nikki says it will work until we get to the hospital.

I'm able to walk on it enough to get dressed and get ready but Nikki doesn't let me walk downstairs with it. We get loaded into the car and he drives towards the hospital.

"Did you get all the glass out?" Nikki wonders.

"As much as I could see." I say.

"You kinda had me scared." He admits and hold my hand.

"Oh baby, I'm sorry." I frown and kiss his hand. "I love you."

"I love you too, my beautiful idiot." Nikki laughs as we pull into the hospital parking lot.

It took us almost all day to get twelve stitches to seal up four little cuts on the bottom of my left foot. I can walk on the stitches no matter how uncomfortable it makes my fiancé. The only thing is I can walk but again I am an idiot and I didn't bring my left shoe so Nikki is piggybacking me back to the car.

We drive back home and Nikki insisted on carrying me up the driveway so I didn't hurt my foot.

"Babe, are you going to treat me like porcelain until I get the stitches out?" I wonder and he laughs.

"I just don't want my princess with a mean streak to hurt herself more." He says and kisses my cheek.

"My prince that rides a Harley." I smile as we make it to the door. "I wonder if they're done fighting."

"I wonder if they cleaned up the glass and your blood." Nikki says and opens the door.

"I'm going to be a dad!!"

"Jesus Christ!"

"Nikki, you fucking dropped me!"

Those three sentences took place in a matter of a minute and a half. Vince yelled, Nikki yelled, and I ended up on the floor. Alex is laughing her ass off. My fiancé looks down at me and tries his damnedest not to laugh.

"I'm so sorry, baby." He coughs out and pulls me up.

"Alex is going to have a baby!" Vince yells and we all laugh.

"So I take it you guys aren't fighting anymore." I laugh and Alex smiles.

"Nope." She beams. "Oh and we cleaned up your blood and the glass."

"Thanks, I didn't want to cut myself open again." I admit.

Alex is going to have a baby and I'm getting married, our lives are pretty fucking great. I mean we have the best guys on this planet. We're extremely lucky to have Nikki and Vince.