Hiya, this is a short chapter for me, it's just something to fill you in and give you some conversations and information, I hope you like it regardles xx
It's been twenty-four hours, exactly, I was looking at the clock, 7:30pm and thinking that this time yesterday I was watching Dom on the ground.
I was still at the hospital, Dom was asleep next to me...fucking snoring very loudly.
I hadn't really slept yet, so his snoring was slightly bothering me more than it might have another day, he is so lucky we aren't in a normal situation otherwise I would be throwing a pillow at his face.
I was lying on the couch that he had in his room, it was half dark in here, the light from the bathroom was leaving a low glow, it was dark outside, the sun just went down not long ago.
It was just Dom and I here now.
I hadn't left the hospital since we got here, I know it wasn't my fault but I was riddled with guilt.
I know, I know that what happened was not on me, but I just couldn't stop thinking that if I wasn't there, Dom might have been okay, he would have been able to fight them off.
I saw how worried he was and how much it bothered him not to do anything, and that shit hurt.
I tried to tell him I was sorry that all this happened but he actually snapped at me, telling me I had no right to be apologising and if anything, he should be the one to say sorry that I was dragged into it.
Even though that wasn't his fault either, it wasn't on any one of us, it was all on one fucking person that I was so sick of fucking up my life.
I was just thankful that he was okay, the doctor said he was one tough guy, he was really bruised up, all over his body and back and his face wasn't any better, with cuts and very red bruises scattered in spots too.
The worst he came out with was some bruised ribs and a fractured cheek, which the doctor said should all heal within the next few weeks, he was on some strong painkillers so he had been sleeping pretty much this whole time.
When he was awake he seemed okay, I know he is in pain but he was his normal self, joking and being a smart ass, flirting with every nurse that came in here and they all loved it.
Harry and Adrian followed behind the ambulance like he said he would, when we first got here Dom was rushed into emergency because they were worried he had more injuries than he did.
I wasn't allowed in there obviously so I waited outside the door, thankfully Harry and Adrian came running in not even five minutes after.
Harry was still worried, looking at my head and asking if there was anything else they did, he wouldn't stop running his hands over me franticly checking places despite how much I was flicking them away.
He tried to walk off and get a doctor but I practically begged him to stay, I didn't want to be taken away to another room yet, I needed to know Dom was okay.
Adrian was asking me what happened again and I explained it to him, and then he left to make a phone call, I left out a few details that I knew would piss Harry off so I plan to tell him when we get home, Harry stayed with me while Dom was in there for about an hour.
That hour of not knowing what was wrong with him was the longest of my life, I didn't take my eyes off the door in case they brought him out while I looked away
They brought him out and explained to us what was wrong and we were all extremely relieved when we found out he was relatively okay.
They took Dom into his room that Harry had organised for him, they wanted him to stay for a day or two just in case anything happened during the night.
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