"yeah…lucky me…" I said, then the doctor walked in

"hey…I’m gonna go get some food you want anything?"

"yeah…bagel" I said smiling…then the doctor shut the door once Spencer left

"hey kiddo, how are we feeling today?"

"well I don’t know how you feel, but I’m a little sore" I said making him laugh

"how does your leg feel?"

"I cant really feel anything now…but my ribs hurt" I said

"well that’ll take time to heal, but once the sharp shooting pains in your ribs go away we’d like to start you with physical therapy…" he told me

"sounds good…but how long will that last?" I asked him

"well this cast will be on for about another week or two, then we’ll put one of those ugly boots on…" I interrupted him

"well doesn’t that sound awesome…"

"…yeah well once that’s on physical therapy will be about two months…"

"so over all…" I asked him

"therapy will be about three months at the most…" he told me, I sighed in relief because Spencer and I were getting married in three months, and I’m NOT wearing this boot shit on my leg for the wedding… "…sound good?" he asked

"yeah…defiantly, but when do I get to go home?" I asked

"hm…you should be fine by tomorrow…we’ll get you on some crutches and see how you do on those, then if all’s well you’ll be all set…"

"awesome…thank you" I told him, then he left the room and Spencer walked in

"what’d he say?"

"I’ll be out by tomorrow, and physical therapy will be three months at the most…"

"oh…" she said quietly

"what’s wrong…" I asked her

"nothing it’s just…our wedding was gonna be in 3 months…"

"what do you mean was gonna be?"

"well I don’t know…I just, never mind…"

"no Spence…what’s wrong…"

"I’ve been trying to avoid this conversation…but um…I dunno, It’s just, I need you more than anything, but I feel like sometimes you’d rather be with someone else than me…" she said looking at the ground

"someone else? Like who, Pete?" she didn’t say anything "…spence…come on…you know I want to be with you…hey, what did I say to you the night I proposed to you?"