Waiting for Tiffany at her house

The rest of the afternoon was time ticking ****. He constantly checked his phone, looking at the time, waiting for a message from Tiffany.

Why are they taking so long, he thought. Is she alright? Is Diego trying to make a move on her? He had too many questions.

Checking the time, he noticed it was already 6pm and no response from Tiffany yet. Both her parents were home and were now asking questions, wondering if she was fine. All he could tell them is that she was going to message him when she was out.

“Well, what are your plans for dinner, we have enough for you to join us,” her father Chris asked him.

“Uhh well yeah sure, if that’s okay with you and Carol,” he replied.

“Of course it is, come and take a seat, hopefully we’ll hear about Tiffany soon,” he said, leading him to the kitchen.

Carol had prepared a lovely pot roast which was more than enough to four of them plus Tiffany and Diego if they were here. He had to admit, it was absolutely delicious, taking his mind off what was happening with Tiffany just for a moment.

As they finished up their meals, they heard the front door open up. “That could be Tiffany now,” Carol said.

“I don’t think so, she said she would message me when she was leaving the hospital,” Mark said, taking out his phone to see if he missed a message from her.

They waited in their dining room until Tiffany and Diego came in. The brunette beauty was on crutches, Diego just beside her, making sure she got in safely.

Although Mark was annoyed that she didn’t message him when they were leaving or what the result was, his first concern was still her health and safety.

“Oh my god Tiffany, what happened? Is it broken?” Carol asked, rushing over her.

Mark followed behind her, to see the ankle wrapped up in bandages.

“Not broken, just sprained, the crutches are just precautionary, I won’t have to be on them all the time,” she explained.

“It’s jist a relief to see that you’re fine,” Mark said, injecting himself into the conversation.

“Thank you, sorry I forgot to reply to you, we were in there for ages and all I was thinking about was getting back home already,” she told him.

It was important that they make sure she get some rest. Virtually everyone led her upstairs, helping her get to her room safely. Once on her bed, she laid back, letting her legs stretch out, keeping her ankle protected.

“You know, I know quite a bit about recovering from injuries, I can stay up with here if you like,” Diego offered.

“That’s sweet of you but I’ll be fine, I think I might just need a bit of a nap for now,” she explained.

Carol wanting her daughter to rest up, decided to get everyone back downstairs for a few board games after dessert. It was hard leaving Tiffany up there alone but she needed her rest.

But you could count on this, there was no way that Mark wasn’t going to sleep in the same bed as Tiffany tonight. He would do anything to make sure that happened.