A Series of Drabbles: Day 7

Seventh of December, 2011


Todays Word of The Day:


To tip one's hand vb


1. In card playing, to accidentially reveal one's cards or hand. 
2. (idiomatic) To inadvertently reveal any secret, particularly a secret that puts on at an advantage or disadvantage. 

“You told?” I barked. “You told everyone?” I sat in my damn wheelchair in the damn hospital with a damn pain in my damn hip screaming my head off at the only person who I had trusted. I looked at Jess and I noticed her clenched jaw, her defensive stance, how she crossed her arms protecting herself. “How DARE you tell everyone when I told you not to?”

“I thought they deserved to know, Aiden. How you’re ending your career just because you won’t put in the extra work!” I clenched my own jaw and kept silent. I’d dislocated my hip again and I was going in for elective hip replacement surgery, something that’s going to either restart my career or kill it. I won’t know until I’m standing in the situation. “If you’d just try to do the extra work outs… You’ve got a lot of years left in you, getting this surgery is going to destroy any chance you have of returning to the tennis circuit again.

“Have you ever dislocated your hip?” She looks at me, surprised how I went from screaming to a calm question.

“No, I haven’t.” I bit my lip, practicing my next sentence in my head as she studies my face. No matter how much I rephrase it, how much I don’t want to say this sentence, I can’t not say it, I have to speak my mind now or I’ll never get a chance again.

“You don’t understand me. You never have and you never will.”

“What are you saying?”

“Get out, Jess, even if you didn’t mean to blurt my secret to anyone, you still did it and that doesn’t change anything at all. Just get out and don’t come back.”

The moment she was out of the door, I grabbed my phone to call my agent, explaining what she had done and he explained to me what the repercussions were going to be. I wasn’t going to be able to keep this silent anymore, it was going to have to either be shushed down or I’d have to face it head on.

I went with option two and to be honest, I was never the one for silence.

Word Count: 368

Fun Factor: 3/5