Heartbreak Girl (H.S) (New Girl Sequel)

Chapter 3: Introductions & Shìtting Rainbows

Ivy's POV

"He's in room 284. Are you family?"
"Yes, I'm his ex wife and this is our daughter," Mother explained to the nurse.

"Right this way," the nurse motioned.

We quickly followed her down the long white hallway that smelled of various cleaners and hospital food. All that could be heard was various machines being used and talking from inside the different rooms.

The nurse stopped at a door and glanced back at us before opening the door for us.

I slipped in before Mother and rushed inside the blue themed room.

Father laid in a bed, proper up on a pillow with his arm in a case. His face was blackened up with many bruises; his left eye swollen shut.

"Oh my god," I gasped.
"Hey there princess," he whispered.

I climbed up on the bed next to him and gently laid my head down on his chest.

"Thank God you're okay," I sighed.
"Just some bruises and a broken arm."

Mother remained standing at the end of the bed, trying her best to look unemotional about the whole situation.

It was her typical look. She tried not get attached to much in her life.

The door opened again and in walked Ana and Penny. In their hands they held coffee trays and various junk from the vending machines.

"I'm Ana," she introduced herself to Mother. Mother had a glare in her look as she shook Ana's hand.

(A/N: I don't remember if I named Ivy's mom, so if I did I'm gonna change it to Margret)

"Margret," Mother fake smiled.

Penny typed away on her phone as she plopped down on one of the chairs in the room.

"This is my daughter Penny who's too busy texting her friends to introduce herself to you," Ana rolled her eyes.

Mother glanced at Penny's short outfit with a judgmental glare.

"Ivy, I think I'm just gonna go check in at the hotel. It was nice to meet you to. I'll see you later Dean."

She picked up her purse off the couch and left the tiny room.

"Sorry about that," I apologized to Ana for my mother.

"It's alright," she shrugged. "How are you felling Dean?"

"I've been better," he weakly smiled.
•••

I end up staying at the hospital until visitor hours were up and I was forced to go to the hotel.

Thankfully, Mother and I had agreed to get separate rooms. Right now I knew that if I were in a room with her, I'd likely blow up at her for various reasons.

I leaned back against the hotel door and let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding in.

My life was too crazy.

Just as I was beginning to finally moved on and pick myself up after Harry, Father gets beaten to a pulp.

Why couldn't my life be butterflies and rainbow shìtting unicorns?