Bruises #Mashley(completed)

chapter 12

- Ashley

The next day I woke up in my bed on Mitch's chest. We kinda stayed up late so we could watch all movies he brought, we ordered pizza and ate it here and chatted when we wheren't watching. I genuelly had a great time. I looked up to Mitch seeing his eyes closed. He's so cute when he sleeps. He took a deep breath in his sleep and pulled me closer acidently touching the would. I cringed pulling out of his graps and waking him up by doing so. 

"Uh? What?" He said in his morning voice if I wasn't in such pain I would say it was sexy to say the least. He looked over to me and saw the pain in my eyes.

"Are you alright?" He asked suddenly wide awake. I shook my head, it actually felt as if the wound was ripped open again. 

"I think the wound re-opend." I told him through clenshed teeth. He moved over so he was above my stomach. 

"Can I check?" He asked.

"Yes! F*cking make it stop!" I say getting agry thanks to the pain. He gently pulled up my shirt trying not to hurt me more. When I looked at the gauze my thoughts where confirmed. It was all red stained from the blood. 

"I'm gonna bring you to the hospital again." I groaned. 

"Babe, I can't do this. If I take it off you're gonna loose to much blood." He said. 

"I now. Please just hurry, this f*cking hurts." He grabbed the wheelchair and a towel. He gently lifted me up and placed me in the wheelchair. He gave me the towel. 

"Here, for when the blood get's through the gause." He pushed me outside to the car while calling someone I assumed was Jerome. We arrived in no time. 

"I'm gonna get some help." Mitch said getting out of the car and running inside. He soon came back with doctors who had a strecher. They put me on it and brought me inside. 

"Can I stay with her please?" I heard Mitch ask. I then heard the doctor sight and say.

"Yes you can if you do exactly what we tell you and put on special clothing." I was kinda releived Mitch would be by my side during the surgery, Which I knew I was gonna get. As I was rolled in the room for surgery they injected me with the thingy to make me sleep. The last thing I saw was Mitch dressed in green clothes sitting down in a chair next to my face, his hand on my shoulder.