CAP: Admitting The Need For Help (Jack)

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Gala Thomas
Age Thirteen
District Two

Just a small puncture, and only a minor surgery and the rest will heal on it's own. Still Gala would rather have another broken limb then stay an entire night in a medical room...well she received that to, and either way she didn't have a choice. Kyanite immediately left after hearing the news, and Gwen did to shortly after when her twin only gave her a bad attitude and lots of rude comments. At least she sleeps through most of it, only occasionally waking up just to be surrounded by her nightmare. Only one night. By the next day she's finally able to inhale without any sharp pains, though taking a deep breath would have to wait until her rib heals more.

There's no sign of Kyanite what so ever, and Gala's sisters don't bother. After the first match they were furious, and then she went behind all of their backs to be in a second one! And just days later to say the least. "I'll come see you at home tomorrow." Matthew was her last chance of company, except that he didn't know his trainee was going to have to stay overnight. Unless Kyanite somehow gave him the message on her way out. Still the chances of that were slim.

"Who's coming to get you sweetie?" A nurse asks as she checks to make sure Gala was doing as well as before.

"I don't know." Gala mumbles as she keeps avoiding any eye contact, or even conversation, just as she has the entire stay.

"Would you like us to call someone for you?" She offers, a bit concerned. "We can't let you leave until..." The little career shoots her a dirty look, and the nurse trails off from what she was saying. "Right." Being done with everything she leaves Gala alone once more. Usually a nurse would keep a young girl like her company at all times, but she clearly didn't want any.

[Jack Lexington]

I left because I didn't want to be in the same room as Kyanite but I sure as hell felt bad for leaving my beaten up trainee behind. So as I promised I went over to her home the next to to find out how she was doing only to be told that I'm an asshole to train her and that she was in the hospital.
"What do you mean?" I ask in confussion but automatically assume that the break Ky gave her was so bad that she needed surgery. Little did I know how bad she really was but I was already fuming by the time I reached the hospital.
Without asking permission to enter her room I push the door open to find four kids in different beds. The long wavy hair points me the right way as a small smile forms on my lips.
Clearing my throat I whisper. "Hey Gala. How are you? Why are you here?"
Straight to the point.
And why on earth was there a heart rate monitor next to her bed. I tap on the thing. "They're pretty careful here, aren't they?"

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

There's nothing to do but just wait now. If anything one of Gala's sisters were sure to pick her up eventually. They all know her dislike for the doctors, so keeping her there one more night is probably the perfect punishment in there minds. She growls at the thought of that, hoping her twin telepathy they always thought they had is real. Please get here. If anything Gwen would come through if anything? Unless she was just as angry as the rest of them. Maybe Gala could cause some more trouble, get another shot, and sleep through it all.

Just as she's considering all of the ways to either escape or get some sleep help, Matthew walks through the door. Immediately a smile grows upon her face at the sight of her trainer. Certainly he'd take her home. "Hey Gala. How are you? Why are you here?" He greets and gets all of the questions out of the way. Perfect, because Gala hated the stupid hospital sympathy as well.

"Perfectly great now." She answers, hoping it'd help convince him to help her home. But would the truth set that back? She wants to badly to blame it on the nurses being over-catious, but also knew better then to lie to Matthew. She was good at lying yes, but faking the horrible pain consuming her broken rib and where it jabbed into? Certainly he'd catch on. "Small puncture." Gala informs, slightly mumbling her words as if that'd make a difference.

"They're pretty careful here, aren't they?" Matthew taps one of the machines surrounding the bed, and Gala's unable to resist a slight chuckle.

"Yeah, but I'm great now." Gala informs even if she still had a few things connecting her to those machines. "Over cautious." She has to say it at least once. "They said I can leave as long as someone leaves with me." Of course she was a little desperate to leave this dreadful place. No amount of nights could change her mind about this place.

Why did Matthew leave so quickly yesterday? He seemed concerned over his trainee, that's why he did go find her at first. But as soon as his light eyes landed upon Kyanite, his expression changed. "You're not mad at Kyanite are you?" Gala completely changes from her desperate attempt to leave, and out of the blue her questions comes out. "I need to train more. It's not her fault I'm this hurt." Her eyes grow large suddenly, as a soft giggle escapes her mouth. "I think that's the most mature thing I've ever said!" She laughs hard until her rib, and newly healing lung, begins throbbing. Still her laughter subsides slowly, as she rolls her eyes at herself.

[Jack Lexington]

"Wait." I stop her suddenly pretty concerned. A puncture didn't happen with a broken arm.
"Small puncture of what?" Then it dawns on me that she went into the fight with a broken rib. If Kyanite punched her in the ribs one could easily puncture her lung.
I gasp running my hand over my face.
"You're kidding, right?"
"They said I can leave as long as someone leaves with me." The small girl tries but I don't even pay attention.
"You're not mad at Kyanite are you?"
The anger I felt the day before is quickly working its way back into my system making me want to scream and shout at Ky. "I'm going to beat her." I press through clenched teeth.
"She knew you had a broken rib and she didn't have to break your arm? What the fuck?"
I kick at the cabinet next to me to somehow let some of my steam out.

Of course Gala tries to defend the older career by saying. "I need to train more. It's not her fault I'm this hurt." She look pathetic in her cast and the machines hooked up to her still trying to take the blame on herself.
"It's not grown up. Shut up, Gala!" I scold her but calm down somewhat because she's really the wrong person to take it out on.
"What are you going to train? How to be made of titanium? Ky could have won by points. There was no need to cripple you."
My trainee looks very disapointed when she hears my point of view plus me slumping down in a chair beside her declaring that I won't take her home but stay right there doesn't help either. I know that it could end up very badly if that rib shifted again. The last thing I want is for Gala to suffer from this all her life. Somehow I feel responsible for what happened.
Slowly my breathing get back to a normal pace. "Does she know?

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Of course just sharing that Gala has a puncture isn't enough, he wants to know exactly what. To her it sounds worse then it is, but then again she doesn't want to admit to anything more, even herself. "My lung..." Gala informs in a whisper just loud enough to Matthew to hear. "They already did the surgery though." She gets a shiver just at thought, thankful to be well passed out during the entire thing. It's over now, that's what mattes.

"You're kidding, right?" Matthew actually gasps, and is disbelieved most likely. Hopefully she's the first and only one needing surgery due to the pregames, but it happened as much as they'd like to think otherwise. Gala slightly shakes her head to gesture she wasn't kidding, sadly.

The fact that Gala isn't upset with Kyanite over everything is shocking, and probably to everything. But out of them all Matthew should. If anything the little career felt she was more at fault then the older female. For one she decided to do another round after being badly hurt from the first time, and she needs a lot more training to say the least. "I'm going to beat her." The next words from Matthew completely throws Gala off guard, never expecting such words from her trainer.

"You better not!" Gala scolds within seconds of hearing such a thing. She immediately sits up in the hospital bed, ready to protest for the one that had put her there.

"She knew you had a broken rib and she didn't have to break your arm? What the fuck?" Matthew counteracts, and if it was anyone else Gala would be ready to plan for some revenge. This was much different though.

"I don't care if she broke all my bones!" She stands up for the female not present. "I'll train more, I'll be better!"

"It's not grown up. Shut up, Gala!" Matthew's angry by this point, and Gala's attempt to lighten things up doesn't work. He's going to be furious with her opponent, no matter what she says. But the fact he's being mean to her doesn't help. By now all the brightness attempting to coming through Gala vanishes. "What are you going to train? How to be made of titanium? Ky could have won by points. There was no need to cripple you." He was refusing to understand.

"You know she didn't mean to." Gala refuses to step down from taking Kyanite's side, even if the other side was supposed to be hers. Pain forces her to calm down and her voice and attitude drops dramatically. "She couldn't lose again, you know what happened at her last match."

A nurse enters the room as a notification of Gala's raising heartbeat, from working herself up, went through. "Everything okay?" She asks, taking a look at the little one's victor. By the similar blonde hair and blue eyes she assumes they're related. "Gala can return home though she should stay one more night..." She informs Matthew without even asking if they were actually blood. "It should be fine if everything's calm and peaceful at home though."

Gala chuckles at the idea of her sisters being calm and peaceful, but still it'd certainly be more then this place. "Sure is." She answers even if it was directed to her trainer.

[Jack Lexington]

"You know she didn't mean to." Gala defends the girl who just got her hospitalized.
"Why are you defending her, Gala? Look what she did to you." I point at her arm.
"She couldn't lose again, you know what happened at her last match." She protest but I come back right away. "Neither could you! Plus she could have done a few lighter punches and won by points, so stop standing up for her."

A nurse interrupts our heated discussion when she shows up because a sudden onset of beeping.
She offers me to take her home but I only give her a weird look. "I'm not going to take her home." Then I understand that she might think we're sibblings or something because of the same complexion but shake my head. "We're not related."
With a look at Gala I add. "I'm nowhere near as stubborn as this little girl is."

While Gala claims that it will be okay to go home I get an uneasy feeling about it.
So I object and out my foot down. "I'm not taking you out of here. You just had surgery on your freaking lungs. Stay here if you have any sense, Miss Stubborn."
I get up and give her a hard look to tell her that there's no room to negotiate.
Then I bend down and actually hug her because I do care about her and she definetly made a nice, cosy home for herself in my soft spot.
"I'll come back tomorrow and pick you up."

Exactly a day later I show up after work with one of my dad's work truck to pick her up from the hospital. Of course I didn't tell him what I was going to do with it but she deserves that from me.

OOC: End this here? or more?

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

"Then stop making me need to stand up for her." Gala mumbles because it's nearly impossible to convince anyone of anything. Matthew's furious over Kyanite pushing it too far, Kya's mad at herself for the same exact reason. But worst of all neither of them are willing to listen to the one in the actual hospital bed! The one that should be outraged is trying to calm them down.

Despite all of Gala's attempts to convince Matthew to take her home, he refuses to. She crosses her one good arm across her chest with a huff. Another night? She couldn't think of anything worse. He even admits to them not being related and adds, "I'm nowhere near as stubborn as this little girl is." As if that proofed they weren't siblings.

"Yes you are." Gala giggles despite the denial of being able to go home today.

"That's probably best." The nurse cuts in before leaving the room.

"I'm not taking you out of here. You just had surgery on your freaking lungs. Stay here if you have any sense, Miss Stubborn." Matthew's back into trainer mood, and Gala doesn't even try to protest anymore. He gets up, ready to leave. Instead of turning around without another word, as Gala predicts, he bends down and hugs his young trainee. She was never expecting such a comfort, but she of course hugs him back as a giant smile spreads across her round face. "I'll come back tomorrow and pick you up."

"Promise?" Gala questions, though she had a feeling her trainer wasn't a lier. "One more deal? I'll promise to stay tonight..." She sets up, knowing her next words Matthew may not like. "Take me to Kyanite's match? I know you're mad at her, but she's going to need us....Please, I won't even budge from this bed tonight."