Chapter fourteen - room 173

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Charlie's POV
I just sat by her side, gripping her hand. God knows what I'll do if she doesn't wake up. I could hear sirens getting louder and louder as they got closer.
"That'll be the ambulance" I let out quietly.
"I'll go get them. Don't worry mate, she'll be fine, you'll see" Tom said reassuringly. I knew we were doing everything we could at this moment to keep her safe but what if she really was just too injured.

Before I knew it, three paramedics were walking through the door with a stretcher behind them.
"What's her name?" One of them asked me.
"Amelia. She's 15 years old." I replied, soon realising I gave them more information than they'd asked for. They quickly but carefully lifted her onto the stretcher and started pushing her to the ambulance. Me and the other boys followed but stopped when we were in line with the ambulance.
"Ok, one of you can come with us. Who's it going to be?" A paramedic asked. Without waiting for a response off anyone else, I just stepped forward and got in with her. I sat on the seat next to her and held onto her hand tightly. I placed a sweet and soft kiss on the back of her hand before letting a few tears escape my eyes.

I was sat in the hospital waiting room, I'd been there three hours and had no news from a doctor and none of the boys had got here yet. Just as I pulled my phone out of my pocket to text Tom to ask where they were, Jake came running through the door, the other six boys close behind.
"Heard anything?" He asked, panting. I guess they'd ran from the carpark as they all seemed quite out of breath.
"Nope. Not a thing." I said quite agitated. I just wanted some news. Anything. Just to know something about her.

We sat in silence for about 10 minutes. waiting for a nurse to come and give us some kind of news. After the 10 minutes, a doctor came through and said he needed to talk with us.
"Well the good news is she's okay. She's awake now and had mild memory loss. The bad news is, she has four broken rips and bad bruises to her face, legs, torso and arms. Also, when I say mild memory loss, she remembers everything, except what happened to her. She doesn't actually know what caused these injuries." I felt torn. Do I tell her what really happened to her, or just leave it and say we just found her like that.
"Can I go see her?"
"Yes, only one person can though." The doctor told me and lead me through to her room.

Room 173. I walked straight into the room, not waiting a second. I couldn't. I couldn't wait to see her, and hold her and hug her again.

Amelia's POV
My eyes lit up as I saw Charlie walk in the room. I didn't think he would come to be honest, I didn't really think he would care all that much.
"Hello beautiful, how you feeling?" He asked pushing a strand of my hair back, making me blush.
"My ribs are hurting a lot but other than that, I think I feel okay..." I said, flinching a bit as the pain in my ribs got too much.
"Hey, don't move, just relax" charlie said, grabbing hold of my hand and rubbing tiny circles on the back of it.
"The doctor says you don't remember what happened to you?" He asked, a concerned look on his face.
"No, I remember leaving your apartment but that's it, I don't actually know what happened to me.
"Em, well I do..." He began. "Andrew. You went to Andrews house. You remember how he said you had to go to his house by 5 or there would be consequences?" He asked, to which I just gave a simple nod, not liking where this was going. " well, you went. Me and the boys were all busy so you left without telling us. You texted us apologising for leaving so we tracked the messages and found you. But by the time we got there it was too late, he'd already knocked you unconscious." I was shocked. How could I not remember this happening? "Are you okay?" He asked, making me realise that I hadn't actually answered him yet.
"Yeah, I think... Just... Shocked." I began. "And where is he now?" I continued, hoping he would know the answer.
"I'm sorry. I don't know. He ran away when we called for an ambulance. I'm so sorry." I wasn't mad at him, got to admit I was slightly disappointed. Knowing that he did this to me, and got away with it, makes me feel like I'll never know when I'm actually safe away from him.
"What do I do charlie? I can't report him." I told him but an angry look immediately spread across his face.
"What do you mean you can't report him? Have you not seen what he's done to you? Where he's put you? He needs to be locked up Amelia." He said, anger and hurt clearly in his voice. To be honest, I understand what he's saying but I don't want to put Andrew in prison either.
"I understand charlie" I said, looking down.
"Listen; I'm just worried about you. When I found you lying there, blood and bruise covered, I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if you were dead or alive. If you had died because of him, I honestly don't know what i would've done. I don't care how long we've know eachother" he said, snaking his hand into mine, "I like you and I believe we met for a reason."
"Charlie..." I began, interrupting him from his speech. He just ignored me and carried on.
"I love being around you. Fair enough, everything's changed a lot since we met, but I don't care. Just please promise me you'll report him. I promised I would keep you safe and look after you and I broke that promise. I swear I will never let him lay a finger on you again." He continued with his monologue. I was shocked. He was just blabbering on about everything, it was kind of hard to keep track with it all.
"I'm sorry, I just blame myself for you getting hurt. I should've been there to protect you." He started again but I stopped him before he could continue.
"No. Don't you dare blame yourself for this! The last thing I remember doing is sneaking out and making sure none of you knew. It was my fault, so don't even think for one minute that this is in any way your fault." I said sternly. He looked into my eyes for a moment before connecting his lips with mine, sharing a soft, sweet kiss.
In that moment we were infinite. Everything kind of just felt right.
"Hey Amelia?" He questioned
"Yeah?" I replied, kind of worried for the response.
"I think I love you..." He answered.
"Hey Charlie, I think I love you too..."

A/N - sorry for the reallllly long chapter 😂 Idek what happened tbh 😂

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