Thirteen's POV
"You're actually using the crutches?"
I scowl at Chase as him and Cody walk into my hospital room. I grab the crutches propped up against the bed, tucking one under each arm.
"I can be reasonable." I retort.
"Doctor finally letting you walk around?" Cody asks me.
"Not exactly," I admit and Cody gives me a pointed look. "I'm not spending another day in this crappy bed. I won't leave the hospital, but there's no way I'm staying in this room doing absolutely nothing for a third day."
My crutches make a clicking noise as I make my way out of the room and into the hallway. Both the boys follow me.
"I'm still shocked you're actually using the crutches," Chase repeats.
"Oh shut it, Chase," I grumble. "Henri's lurking around here somewhere, that's the only reason I'm using t
