Becky Lynch Broken Nose Novels & Stories

We all stand up and the doctor looks at all of us. “Miss Lockwood?” - he says offering me his hand to shake. I shake his hand “How is he?” - I ask “He has some broken ribs. A concussion and a broken knee. We fixed it and now he is in the recovery room. I take a deep breath and I hug Gabe. He rubs my back while he kisses the top of my head. “Thanks, doc” - Mike says shaking his hand “When will she be able to see him?” - Jonny asks “Whenever he’s back in his room we’ll let you know” - the doctor says and I start crying.

Helena lets out a ragged breath, covering her face with her hands. “Can I go in?” I ask quietly. The doctor turns, her eyes dropping to my face. She reaches out, immediately inspecting my crooked nose. My parents snap their heads toward me, only just realizing it’s completely broken from the fight in the garage. The doctor grabs a small medical alignment tool, setting the bone back into place with a sharp, sickening click. It bleeds down my lip, but I don't make a sound. After that, they let me walk into the private room.

“Look at me. I look like I got hit by a truck. The girls are going to avoid me like I’m contagious.” “You’ll heal in three hours,” Adrian said flatly, his dark eyes still on the screen. “Your nose has been broken before.” “Not on a weekend!” Rhys groaned, tossing his head back against the leather. “There’s an unspoken rule, Adrian. You don’t break your linesman’s money-maker before a weekend.” Zane, who had already moved on from the physical trauma flopped onto the couch and picked up the controller I’d just abandoned. “You playing?” He asked Adrian.

Then he punched her face squarely, breaking her nose. Loretta came awake with an awful groan, her lips swollen, and blood dripping slowly from her broken nose. T-Murek cupped her jaw, forcing her to look straight at his face. She whimpered as he squeezed her jaw, intensifying the pain she felt from her broken nose. “No, no—” T-Murek smiled, leaning forward. “We wouldn’t want that sobbing once we have begun.”

Liam looks at me with a mixture of both sadness and admiration. “Well,” he says, “surprisingly you have a few broken ribs, but no other major broken bones. A lot of cuts and bruises, a slight concussion, a sprained wrist and ankle, and a broken nose.” Oh is that all! I wince at all he tells me, but I’m thankful that it’s not worse. I know that it could have been a lot worse. He looks as if he wants to tell me something else, but is afraid to. “What else?” I say to him, I know him well enough to know that if I don’t ask him, he will not reveal what he knows.

“Can someone cut me loose please?” Hawk pulled out a knife and did as I asked. I immediately pulled his cut away from his chest and lifted his shirt. “Honey, this doesn’t look good.” “EMTs are here,” Brock said. “Let’s go.” The three of us were whisked into an ambulance and rushed to the emergency room. Alex’s wound was much worse than he let on, and he required surgery and a two day stay at the hospital. Lily and I were fine, well, other than my minor concussion which meant I wasn’t allowed to sleep for twenty-four hours. Kyle had been shot in the neck, but no arteries were hit, so after surgery, he made a full recovery.

"Everything I could find has been examined. These documents provide strong confirmation of everything. You have no idea how complicated Lydia is. She just traveled to this city at that time and pretended to be a victim because she observed your success.” Kieran’s cranium was being attacked by a piercing headache. He turned and punched his fist into the chilly hospital wall before he could stop himself. The collision caused his knuckles to flush red. A doctor appeared at that moment, his mask down, his face solemn. "The results are in," he said to Kieran. “The patient's vision is virtually lost due to a torn retina in her left eye. Her bridge collapsed and her nasal bone is broken. also sever

The woman said with her hands on her hips. Nico apologized, making the nurse blush with his charm turned on fully and I fought the desire to roll my eyes at him. Sal smirked at me, noticing my reaction. Together we left the hospital and to my surprise Frank waited in the car. One look at him and I was shocked. Here we were at the hospital and yet, they left him there when he so obviously needed medical attention. “Omigod Nico! Frank needs a doctor. Just look at him.” His face looked like a balloon. It was clear his nose had been broken amongst other things. He took an awful beating. It was incredible that he could still breathe.

I assume the nurse had filled him in on my condition. "You have broken 6 ribs. Have a black eye and most likely a concussion. "I have had worse, I think to myself. "I would like to keep you for observation." I just shake my head. There is no way I am wasting another minute in this place. "I really must insist."

Locke agreed. "Yet, you were able to harm me." I added. "I didn't hurt you that bad. Look at you. You don't even have a bruise." Nick snarled. "I'm healed because my aunt heal me. If she hadn't, I would still be bed ridden. I was covered in bruises and scratches plus I had broken ribs." I said. "And a concussion and a broken cheek bone. She was in serious pain." Cash spoke up. "We also couldn't wake her for 16 hours." Locke piled on.