The Storm (2)

Chapter four

 Melina's pov- 

 I woke up with a weight on my body. I immediately freaked out and threw the body off of me. I was breathing heavily and I frantically looked around to see what is was.

 River was now on the floor, holding his hand up to his now bloody forehead and started crying.

 " Oh my god." I scrambled off of the bed and over to River who was sobbing now.

 " I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." I kept repeating as I held him in my arms, rocking him back and forth. 

 " What the hell happened?!" Max asked, rushing off the bed.

 " I didn't meant to." I whispered. 

 I really didn't mean too, it was just instinct. Flashes of Kevin and James were quickly going through my mind. All the times I had awoken to someone on top of me, doing bad things. I didn't mean to hurt him. 

 I pulled River away from me and looked at his forehead.

 I looked over to Max, " Ему понадобятся швы. Нам нужно отвезти его к врачу, можешь завести машину?" - " He's going to need stitches. We need to take him to medical, can you go start the car?" I asked him, he quickly got up and rushed out the door.

 " River, buddy, we need to get you to the doctors, okay?" he continued to cry and I picked him up. I don't know how the guys were still asleep, River was crying pretty loudly. 

 " Jesus- fuck, what the hell happened to him?" Dean asked, walking out of his room.

 " He needs stitches, Max and I are taking him to medical." I told him, walking as I talked.

 " We're right behind you." he said, banging on Luca's door to wake him up.

 I ran out to the car with River in my arms. I sat in the back with him and Max drove.

 I noticed he had gone silent, I looked down and noticed his eyes were starting to droop shut.

 " Shit, Max, he's losing consciousness." 

 " Fuck." Max pressed down harder on the gas.

 He had hit his head on the corner of my nightstand on his way down and then smacked his head again when he landed on the floor. He had a deep cut on his forehead and a large bump forming on the back oh his head. 

 I was shaking as I held his unconscious body in my arms.  Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay. 

 Max came to a harsh stop and I bolted out of the car with River in my arms. We rushed him into the building and up to medical. 

 One of the doctors quickly spotted us and rushed over.

 " What happened?' he asked, taking River out of my arms.

 " He fell and hit his head, one on the corner of the night stand and again on the floor. He passed out about ten minutes ago and I have't been able to wake him up since." I explained frantically, rushing along side the doctor. 

 He set River down on the bed. The doctor lifted up his eyelids and shined a light in his eyes. He then started examining the cut on River's forehead. 

 " It's a pretty deep cut, he's going to need stitches. We also need to get a head CT." I had a death grip on Max's hand as the doctor spoke. 

 The rest of my brothers quickly flooded into the room. 

 " What's going on?" Dean asked in an authoritative tone. 

 The doctor filled Dean in about the medical plan. The doctor rolled River out of the room to get a head CT, we weren't allowed to come.