It had taken a while, but after what felt like hours, the doctor came out and said it was okay for the three to go in and see her even though she was still unconscious.

Rodrick let Kale and Y/n's father go in first before entering and silently sitting down in a chair in the corner. Kale and Y/n's father walked up to the hospital bed where she lay, there was bandages over her arm and partially around the top of her head, as well as around her wrist. There was a large amount of cut all over her body from the glass. The two sat there, looking down at Y/n for a while, talking to eachother in whispers. Eventually, they turned to look at Rodrick.

"Okay. Do you care to explain to us what happened?" The man with the dark brown hair asked Rodrick. Rodrick gulped.

"Well uh..my little brother threw up on Y/n while she was babysitting him, so she took a shower and I gave her some clean clothes to borrow" Rodrick looked down at his hands as he spoke.

"That doesn't explain why you had my daughter's bra" The man crossed his arms over his chest, looking over at Rodrick with an angry expression starting to spread across his face. Rodrick looked at Y/n's father, he was far more muscled up than Rodrick was, Rodrick knew he didn't have a chance against him.

"She uhm-.." Rodrick trailed off, quickly stopping himself from lying. Kale glared over in his direction.

"Tell me why it was in your bag." Y/n's father stared over at him. "Did you think it would be funny to show your friends?!" He glared. There was a quiet groan followed by the sound of rustling fabrics just as Rodrick started to speak.

"It was an honest mistake sir. I grabbed my hoodie this morning and-" A feminine voice cut Rodrick off.

"Dad he's telling the truth okay?Calm down" Rodrick frowned and looked up to see Y/n slowly sitting up in the hospital bed, rubbing at her head as she started to move. Y/n's dad and Kale turned around to look at her.

"How do you know?" Y/n's father looked over at her, frowning.

"Because it's not something I would just give to him! Not to mention that we aren't anything more than friends, if even that! All I do is drive him to school and back, and watch his little brother!" Y/n groaned, pulling her hands down her face and looking up at the ceiling in an exasperated fashion. "When Manny threw up on me, I asked Rodrick for some clothes I could borrow, then took a shower. If there's anyone to blame, then it's me. I must've thrown it into the laundry with the towel I used, or accidentally folded it into the clothes he let me borrow when I was returning them cleaned" Y/n sighed. Rodrick took a deep breath before starting to speak.

"To be fair, I didn't touch the hoodie until today when I out it in my bag, I accidentally knocked it out of my bag when I was getting out my notebook." Rodrick said in a quiet but still a firm tone.

"It's probably just a mistake okay? No need to get angry at him. I ran out of the room because I was shocked, and I was panicking. When I stood up the class realized it was mine and it just added onto the panic. It's my probably my fault that this happened in the firs-" Y/n cut off as she shifted around in her hospital bed, and suddenly yelled out in pain, grabbing at her torso, just above her stomach.

"Y/n!" Kale yelled, rushing over to the bed and quickly clicking the button that would page a nurse to the room. Y/n's father rushed over to Kale's side just as a nurse quickly ran into the room.

"What happened?" The nurse asked, lightly placing her hand on Y/n's torso where Y/n was grasping onto. She moved the teen's hands and felt the area. "Please step back you two, I think the doctors may have missed something.." The nurse quickly pulled a black decide off of her hip. She pressed a button on the side before talking into it. "I need a doctor in room 207 with our crash victim, I think she may have fractured or broken one of her lower ribs in the incident!" Rodrick felt his eyes widen as a doctor rushed in and shooed Kale and Y/n's father back to where he was sitting. The two sat down and watched, worried expressions on their faces. The doctor felt around where the nurse was pointing, then nodded.

"I think it might just be a fracture..Take a deep breath for me please?" The doctor asked Y/n. The female took a deep breath and hissed in pain, going to grab at the area where the doctor had his hand. The nurse seemed to sigh in relief mouth the words 'good thing it's not broken' before looking back up at the doctor. "We're going to go get you x-rayed, I'll be back in a moment." The doctor said calmly, then left the room, leaving the nurse there with the four.

After a few hours, one of the doctors said that they were free to leave. Y/n had fractured her eighth rib on the right, broken her left wrist, and was covered in bruises and cuts. She'd gotten a nasty cut on her head as well. But no injuries that would alter her life seriously. Y/n was given medicine and a set of instructions for how to treat the wounds. She wasn't supposed to return to school for another three days, enough time for her rib to start healing. The group silently left the hospital, Kale supported Y/n as she walked to the rusted old station wagon, she had a limp going on, but it was a lot better than breaking her leg. Rodrick carried her bag, it was torn a bit, but the contents of it were unaffected from the crash, along with his own stuff.

"Hey Dad? Can Rodrick come with to the house? I want him to help me fix the 78'." Y/n said in an uneven tone, looking over at her dad as they walked.

"Y/n, you can't fix the 78' until your wrist it healed, I don't want you working on a car with only one hand, a limp, and a fractured rib, it's just a recipe for disaster. Eyeliner here has to get in the car anyways. When his mom called me I told her that I'd drop him off at his home." Y/n's dad sighed slightly, shaking his head. Kale carefully led Y/n to the backseat behind her dad before heading to the passengers side, leaving Rodrick the backseat behind Kale.

"I'm never said I'd be working on it yet dad!" Y/n huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I probably don't even have the right parts."

"No, Y/n. You can do that once you're healed up." Y/n's dad sighed, starting to drive towards Rodrick's house. Rodrick sat there silently as they passed the familiar houses leading up to his house.

As they got to his home, he got out, closing the door silently behind him, and walked to the door without a word. He looked straight ahead at his door, not wanting to seem weak or scared.

Then teen silently entered the house, glancing out at the station wagon as it drove off. A bit after he got into the house, he looked around, suspecting that his mother would be there to lecture him. He didn't see her, and quickly headed upstairs to his room, where he flopped down onto his bed with a sigh. He lay there, staring at the ceiling.

"She was fine..but when I got to the hospital I thought she was going to die, I was worried about her?" He whispered to himself. The male ran his hand through his shaggy brown hair, holding his hand there for a moment before flinching as his phone vibrated in his pocket. He quickly got it out and looked at it to see Aaron was calling him. He sighed and answered the phone.

"Yo man where are you? Did you and that chick already leave? The car you usually leave in isn't here!" Aaron's voice rang out from the other side of the phone.

"Jesus Christ- No Aaron, my mom picked me up from the principal's office earlier today" Rodrick sighed, glancing at his phone to look at the time. School had just ended about 10 minutes ago. Aaron was silent for a few moments.

"Hey man, so uh..at the begining of the year you said you weren't dating that goth chick with the nice car, but uh..I just heard people in the halls whispering that you had one of her bras in your bag. Are you guys dating?" Aaron asked, his tone of voice curious.

"Wh- No we aren't dating Aaron" Rodrick took a moment before speaking again. "My mom literally pays her to drive my brother and I to and from school, then babysit my little brother after school." Rodrick sighed. He lay there for a moment before hearing the door downstairs open and the voices of two people enter the once house.

"Okay but that doesn't answer my question about the bra thing" Aaron pressed on. Rodrick groaned and glanced down the stairs, not seeing anyone. He sighed quietly before slowly sliding off of his bed to go look out the window. "Rodrick?"

"Just- Hold on Aaron." Rodrick rolled his eyes as he looked outside. As he was looking outside, he heard the creak of the wood flooring. He turned around to see Greg and his friend Rowley at the top of the stairs. "What are you doing in here?!" He glared at them.

"I- We.." Greg trailed off before answering. "We were looking for Y/n!"

"Why the hell do you think she'd be in my room?!" Rodrick heard Aaron start laughing on the other side of the phone.

"I thought you two were dating!" Greg said in a high pitched tone, almost a squeak.

"Get out!!" Rodrick yelled, glaring daggers at the two before slowly starting to move towards them and away from the window. The two quickly scampered down the stairs, shutting the door behind them. Rodrick groaned and flopped back down onto his bed.

"Even your little brother thinks you two are dating. See I knew I wasn't the only one!" Aaron laughed.

"Shut up." Rodrick sighed, continuing to stare up at the slanted ceiling above him. "Why the hell does everyone think we're dating? Literally the only time she talks to me is when she has a question about Manny that mom didn't answer."

"Because she drives you to and from school, not to mention that if anyone was your type, it'd be her, she is literally the only truly goth girl at our school." Aaron was silent, and Rodrick heard the sound of an engine starting. "Plus, until today, you never told me that she babysat your little brother, so she was always at your house and I didn't know why"

"Dude I don't even think we're friends anyways. We aren't dating, so just..leave the topic alone." Rodrick sighed, then took his phone away from his ear and hung up just as Aaron started to say something else. The teen flipped over onto his side, staring at the wall, then out of the window. He wasn't laying there for long when the doorbell rand. Rodrick let out a groan and climbed off of his bed, heading downstairs. He calmly opened the door. Behind it was a rather shocked looking woman. She shook her head and smiled slightly.

"Sorry about my surprised reaction, Ms. Heffley hadn't told me that Ms. Y/n wouldn't be here today, I was expecting to see her!" The woman laughed a bit before carefully moving to let Manny inside. Rodrick glanced down and watched as his little brother glared up at him. "Where is she?"

"She got into a car crash today, she won't be here for the next few days" Rodrick said with a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh my! Who might you be?" The woman looked up at Rodrick, the shocked expreression returning to her face. He raised an eyebrow before glancing down at his brother and responding.

"I'm Manny's older brother." He sighed.

"Alright then! I'll leave you to that, I'll see you tomorrow then I suppose?" The woman walked away without waiting for a response, and Rodrick shut the door as she walked away. As they were left alone, he looked down at Manny, who was still glaring up at him.

"Y/n!!" Manny yelled at him. Rodrick growled under his breath, staring down at the toddler in disbelief.

"No! Y/n isn't here today!!" Rodrick explained with an exasperated groan.

"I want snack!!" Manny complained back in a loud tone.

"Wh- No! You're going to go take a nap!" Rodrick glared back before picking his brother up and marching over to the crib set up in the living room, setting his brother down inside. He set Manny down and turned, starting to calmly walk away. He was halfway up the stairs when Manny started crying, loudly. Rodrick let out an angered groan and stomped back down the stairs and over to the crib again. "Will you shut up?! What do you want from me?!" Rodrick yelled in a softer tone, watching as what little patience he had already had for the child slowly started to wash away. Manny continued crying and Rodrick only grew more and more panicked and angry. He eventually gave up and pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found Y/n. He quickly hit the call button and held the phone up to his ear, listening to the dial tone until her voice sounded though the phone.

"Hello? Who is this?" Y/n asked in a quiet tone, her voice raspy.

"It's Rodrick, I-" Rodrick started to speak when Y/n suddenly cut him off.

"Who's crying? What happened? Did you do something? I swear to God I'll beat your ass-" Y/n started ranting, her voice raiding before she suddenly coughed and winced in pain.

"I- wh- I didn't do anything! Manny just started crying!! I want him to take a nap so I set him down in the crib and he just started screeching with the power of a thousand burning souls!!" Rodrick whined.

"Jesus Christ you'd make a horrible father." Y/n sighed. "When did he get home?"

"Like a few minutes ago!" Rodrick groaned, placing his arm across his chest.

"Jesus- Rodrick he has a routine. I learned real fast that if he doesn't follow it he gets really cranky. He gets home, has a snack, then plays with his toys for a bit-" Y/n started to speak when Rodrick cut her off.

"I don't want to watch him!!" Rodrick yelled angrily, glaring down at Manny, who was still crying.

"Oh my fucking God- Rodrick put the phone on speaker and let Manny hold it." Y/n said, her tone growing closer and closer to an angered yell.

"But he's just going to break it!!" Rodrick huffed.

"DO IT RODRICK. I broke a lot more than just my phone today and I am NOT putting up with your whiney bullshit!!" Y/n yelled back. Rodrick flinched at the sound, then quickly took his phone away from his ear and out the call onto speaker. He carefully handed it to Manny. Manny looked down at it, still crying.

"Fucking baby." Rodrick looked away, crossing his arms over his torso.

"Hey buddy! Is Rodrick being mean to you?" Y/n's voice sounded through the phone. Manny stared at the phone for a moment before responding.

"Ah." Manny glared up at Rodrick, his crying growing less and less extreme by the moment.

"Yeah? Does applesauce sound good for a snack buddy?" Y/n asked. Manny blinked, staring at the phone before clicking a few buttons on the screen. Y/n was silent, and the sound of a video call starting echoed from the phone. "Did you figure out how to get the video call?" Y/n laughed softly. "Does applesauce sound good?" Manny nodded. "Rodrick can you go get your brother some applesauce?"

"But-"

"Do it now Rodrick." Rodrick could feel the back of his neck burning, as if someone was glaring at him. He quickly went into the kitchen, looking around the cupboards for the applesauce.  He heard the two speaking in the other room. Manny's crying slowly turned into only sniffles, and then slowly stopped all together. Rodrick walked back in with the applesauce and a spoon. He went to hand the applesauce to Manny.

"There. You happy now?" He groaned, glaring up at the ceiling. "I'm going back upstairs." The teen was making his way towards the stairs when Y/n spoke.

"Rodrick did you just hand him a cup of applesauce and go to leave?" Y/n said over the phone, her voice tinted with disbelief.

"Uh, yeah. That's what you told me to do." Rodrick huffed.

"Rodrick.." Y/n sighed. "He doesn't have the fine motor skills to hold a spoon without getting everything around him dirty yet, he's working on it. Plus I can see that he's still in his crib." The female groaned. "You need to put him in his chair, then sit there with him to make sure he doesn't get stuff all over him." Y/n yawned softly at the end of her sentence.

"Snack!!" Manny complained, watching as Rodrick carefully took the cup of applesauce away from his little brother and put it over on the table before picking him up and holding him as far away as possible as he carried him, earning a glare from Y/n. He placed Manny in the seat and plopped down angrily into the seat nearby.

"You're going to need to help him eat that Rodrick. Unless you want applesauce all over your phone." She sighed. Rodrick groaned and picked up the spoon, holding it for Manny. Manny grinned and bit the spoon, eating the applesauce. Rodrick flinched and carefully continued the process until the applesauce was gone, then chucked the container in the trash and the spoon into the fridge without getting up. Y/n groaned and shook her head. "You feeling ready for a nap yet bud??" She asked Manny with a smile. Manny angrily shook his head.

"God damnit!!" Rodrick threw his hands into the air with exasperation. Y/n glared once again.

"Rodrick if you really don't want to interact with him like I do, put him in the crib with a few toys, then take them out when he falls asleep." Y/n sighed. Rodrick huffed and carefully picked up him brother, walking into the TV room and setting him in the crib with a few toys before sitting down on the couch and glaring up at the ceiling.

"As I'd the day wasn't long enough.."