Blame It On Me

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I woke up groggily and my eyes were being blinded by a white light.

Oh dear God! Am I dead? Does this mean I can finally see my parents?

I was a little excited to see them, but a voice took that away from me.

"You're finally awake." I looked over slowly to my right side, and Riley was sitting in a chair holding my hand.

"Wh-what happened?" My voice cracked a little bit.

"You got into a car accident." He looked down to the ground and sadness took over his face.

"Is my Jeep okay?"

"No. Rick is in pretty bad shape."

"Take me to him. I need to see my baby."

"Sorry, can't do that. You're not allowed to leave, doctor's orders."


"Let me see, maybe it has to do with the fact that you hit a tree going 35mph, your leg is broken, and all of your ribs are bruised."

"Ugh! But Rick needs me."

"I know, but I promise once you can go back home, you will be with him again." He kissed my hand and a warm sensation crawled through my body. "You have other visitors." Riley smiled to me.

"Who?" I couldn't think of anyone.

"Kimberly and her parents." At that moment, Kimbs and her parents came into my room. "I'll leave you alone with them." With that, Riley walked out of the room.

"Hey Kimbs." I smiled weakly.

"Hey." She had tears streaming down her face.

"I thought you were in Texas?"

"I was for a second, but then I got a frantic call from Riley saying that your Jeep hit a tree and that you were in the hospital. So, I got my parents and came back here."

"Oh, hi Mr. and Mrs. Lockenour." I looked to them and Mrs. Lockenour had tears in her eyes.

"Hi darlin'." She light hugged me.

"Sorry for stressing you out." I looked away.

"Oh no honey! We're just happy that you're alive. The doctors said that if you were going any faster you would have been paralyzed from the waist down or even dead, but you aren't. You're very lucky to be alive Brina."

"Oh. I guess I am lucky." I grinned and she tried to laugh through her crying.

Mr. Lockenour put his arm around her and smiled at me. "You look good champ." He chuckled.

"Thanks." I smiled.

"We called your school and told them what happened and you're excused from classes until you get better."

"Well if that's the case, then I ain't rushing."

"I beg of you to rush."

"Nah. This takes time." I gestured to my broken leg and we all laughed.

"Man, you are a tough kid." He laughed.

"I know." I giggled lightly.

They stayed with me a few more hours, but then had to leave. "Y'all need to go back to Texas. I'll be fine, I promise." I said to them before they left.

"I don't know. I think we should stay." Kimberly looked at me uneasily.

"Go. You have school and y'all have work. I'll be okay."

"We just don't want to leave you alone."

"I'm not alone, Riley is here to help take care of me."

"That's true-"

"I hope you don't mind, but I would like to speak to this young man." Mr. Lockenour interrupted Kimberly and I.

"I can go get him." Kimberly exited the room and went searching for Riley.

"Are you going to scare him off?" I arched my eyebrow at Mr. Lockenour.

"Maybe. I just want to see what this young man is made of." He snickered.

Please don't embarrass me!

"Hello. I'm Riley." Riley entered the room and properly introduced himself to my godparents.

"Nice to meet you young man. I'm Naomi’s godfather and this is my wife." They all shook hands and smiled. "So I hope that you'll be able to take care of my godchild?" Mr. Lockenour questioned Riley.

"Yes sir."

"Good. And tell me my dear boy, what is it that you desire?"

"What do you mean sir?"

"Do you want her as a toy for you to play with when you're bored or drunk? Do you just want her for sex? Because if you do, you'll have to deal with me."

"Hank!" Mrs. Lockenour looked shocked and so did Kimberly and I.

Well that escalated quickly.

"Well I must know if he is suited enough for looking after our godchild." He stated back to her gasp. "So tell me, is that what you desire?"

"No sir. I think women should be treated with the highest respect."

"What the hell have you been smoking? You obviously rehearsed this little speech."

"Uh..." Riley's face turned pale and my blood ran cold.

"I'm just messing with you boy. Learn to take a joke. Don't be so stiff." My 'dad' chuckled and patted Riley's shoulder.

Riley laughed nervously and me and Kimberly had an awkward gaze.

Please don't scare him. I crossed my fingers.

"So Riley, do you smoke pot?" My dad asked with an arched eyebrow.

"No sir." Riley coughed nervously and looked at me.

"Do you drink, deal drugs, or pop pills?"

"No sir."

"Mhm. If you do, that's fine with me. But keep it away from my goddaughter or I'll come at you with my gun. I don't care if you're a pot head, I used to be one back in the day, but-"

"Wait what? Dad you smoked!?" Kimberly and I gasped in sequence.

"Yeah. But that was when I was going through my rebellious stages." He snickered.

"I promise sir, I'll make sure she doesn't fall into that." Riley responded.

He's doing pretty good so far, but maybe a little too good.

"Good. Well, we should get going. Visiting hours will be done in a few hours and we got a long drive. Bye my dear Naomi. And please, if you two do the dirty nasty, use protection and or, put a ring on it before you do it. I ain't dying being an unholy grandfather."

"Dad!" Kimberly tapped his arm and I giggled as much as my lungs would let me.

"I won't dad. I promise."

"You called me-dad." He got choked up when he said the word 'dad'.

"Well, that's what you are to me. And you're my mother." I smiled to Kimberly’s mom and now who is also my mom.

"Aw. I love this. Alright. Get some rest. We love you." They hugged me and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"I love y'all too." I said as they walked out of the room.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay any longer? I can call my teachers and-"

"Kimbs, go to school. I'll be fine."

"Ugh fine. I guess then that means I gotta run too. I love you sis." We hugged.

"Love you too sis." I spoke and she shut the door leaving Riley and I alone.


"Riley, go home." I said to him. He was sitting next to me again and was dozing off to sleep.

"No." He yawned.


"I'm not leaving."

"Go home right now or else..."

"Or else what doll face? In case you haven't noticed, you're a little crippled at the moment."

"You're so stupid."

"Whatever. I'm not leaving you here alone."

"You have school."

"Fuck school."

"Ugh. Go, you're not allowed to miss school for me. I won't have it."

"I don't care. I'm not leaving your side."

"I'm going to hit you."

"Do it, but I still won't leave." He winked at me and I just rolled my eyes.

"You need rest." I smiled to him.

"So do you, glad we're both up to date. Now go to sleep doll face." He stretched in his chair.

"I'm not sleeping till you leave."

"Then stay awake all night because nothing will ever make me leave."

"Excuse me sir, but visiting hours are up. I'll give you a few more minuets to say goodbye, but then you'll have to leave." A nurse walked in at the perfect moment and burst Riley's bubble.

"Okay, so that might make me leave." He laughed and I giggled.

"You're such a goofball. Now go get rest."

"Okay. I'll be back tomorrow. I promise. I lo-I mean, bye doll face." He changed his words, kissed my forehead, and left.

Was he going to say: I love you? Oh my god! What if he was going to? Wait, no. That can't be. He doesn't love me. Remember Brina, you're just friends.

I was having a mental conversation with my mind. Well, my mind did all the talking and I just listened.


"Here are your night pills Miss Rossé." My nurse came in and gave me my night pills. I thanked her and dismissed her and said I was going to sleep. She laid my bed back a bit and turned down my lights before she left.

All I could think about was my Jeep.

Oh Rick, you got us both in the hospital.

I knew the damages were bad, but no one would tell me how bad. They were afraid that it would make my blood pressure spike up rapidly.

That basically means that Rick is...dead! Tears filled my eyes. Me and Rick have been through so much together. He actually belonged to my dad. My dad got him when it first came out and he said that when I can drive, it's all mine.

My parents died when I was seven, but they wrote a will and so, everything they had, belongs to me. Neither of my parents had siblings and both of their parents had passed away. The only family we had was Kimberly and her parents.

𑁍One Week Later𑁍

"She's ready to go home now. Here is her medicine that she must take twice a day after she's eaten. One in the morning and one at night. She must take these after she eats. If she takes these on an empty stomach, it could cause vomiting, headaches, etc. If there are any problems, bring her back." The doctor spoke to Riley and Marcy.

"Okay, so she's all ready to go home?" Marcy was trying to contain her excitement.

"Yes, but take it easy for a little Miss Rossé. And you have to come back in ten weeks to get your cast removed." My doctor chuckled.

"I will." I smiled as I got my crutches and waddled out of the room with the Doctor, Riley and Marcy.

"Cancel her room, she's being discharged. Have a good rest of your day." He said to the secretary. He waved goodbye and we waved back as he went into a different room.

"Okay. You all are all set. Have a nice day." The secretary said to us as she finished typing on the computer.

"Thank you." I said as we went outside to Riley's Porsche.

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