This is OUR Year (Chrissy X Eddie)

〰️ Chapter 27 〰️

〰️ Chrissy's Pov 〰️

Billy carried me to his car quickly, I hadn't had time to process anything. He sat me in the passenger seat and started the car.

" Did he touch you?" He asked, seething.

" N-no not like that." I said and shivered. He threw his jacket on top of me and headed to the hospital.

" I'll call your mom when we get to the hospital; I just need her number." He said and drove ninety to nothing. I recited the number to him and he repeated it.

We made it to the hospital and he explained the situation. We got into a room after about ten minutes, and he called my mother.

" She's on her way but I'm not leaving you. Do you need me to call Eddie?" He asked.

" No, no not Eddie. I'd rather his uncle tell him." I winced as I reached to him. " For any reason don't tell him. Ask for his uncle." I told him the number and he calls it from the hospital room. He got on the phone with him and then handed the phone to me.

" Kid? What happened?"

I almost lost it when he answered. I was barely able to get the words out of my mouth.

" I- I got attacked and I want Eddie to know. But don't let him come see me.. ok?" I ask him politely. There was a long pause on the other line, to the point I thought he had hung up.

" Ok Kiddo. If you need someone's ass beat you let me know ok? Keep me updated. I'm sorry that happened to you." He hung up after this and I sighed, tears drying on my cheeks.

" You ok Sweetheart?" Billy asked, he was ridding the blood off of his hands.

" Yeah sure." I say sarcastically. He turns around and wipes his wet hands on his pants.

" Tell me why you thought it was a good idea to walk alone at night? How idiotic do you have to be Chrissy? I mean come on. You could have been killed. Or worse..." he trails off and I frown.

" I didn't want to bother Mr. Wayne... I'm sorry."

" It's ok Sweetheart. But if it bothers a man to drive you home? He's not worth it at all. I'm sure the old man would have, no questions asked. The door opens and I'm enveloped in a hug by my mother and father. I yelped, my father pushed on my shoulder.

" I see it's my time to leave. Keep me updated-"

" No. Stay." I tell him. He gives me a rude look, that then softened. He kind of sat in the corner silently.

My mother asked me everything, and I told her everything I remember. The nurse came in and assessed my shoulder and made sure I was mentally sound. Later on the police came and took a report. Mostly from Billy who beat his ass.

I was put in a sling and sent home on my merry way.

" See you later sweetheart. If you ever need a ride don't feel like a bother." He said with a two finger salute. My father kept a protective stance around me at all times.

I got home and immediately called Eddie.

" Hello?" He asked and I sighed. I was trying not to cry.

" Hey-"

" You're insane, Chrissy." I hear a small hiccup. He's crying. " My fucking uncle wouldn't let me leave because you told him not to let you come! Are you insane! I'm supposed to be there for you! And I wasn't and I can't believe this. I wasn't there for you Chrissy I'm sorry."

" Baby, it's not your fault. I promise." I reassure him. He's quiet on the other end. There's a small click and the dial tone.

This man really fucking hung up on me.

I began to get ready for bed, having trouble with my shoulder. I heard something hit my window. It's just a bird, I thought and kept getting ready for bed. Then another little thud sounded at my window. I cautiously look to the side of my window, and find Eddie, far below, about to throw another rock.

      " What the hell are you doing here? It's midnight!" I whisper scream. He frowns, illuminated by the streetlight.

      " He's about to come get me. I snuck out to see you." He whispers back and I smile.

     " You dumb idiot. Go back home, he's probably worried sick about you." I say. He shrugs.

     " Well guess what, I was worried sick about you. So here I am." He smiles at me and I wave him off.

      " Whatever Munson. Go home."

     " No. Will you let me inside now?" He asks and I groan.

     I walk downstairs and open the back door, the less creaky of the two and let him in. He's limping and shaking terribly. I shush him and take him inside. When we got into my room he began to inspect me and talk throughout.

     " I left a note to him telling him I was coming to see you and there was no reason to follow me. I think he got the message because he isn't here yet. He would have been able to catch me by now."

      I hum and nod to him. He goes and looks at the paperwork on my dresser from the hospital, and his eyes bulge almost out of the socket.

     " He did what!" He whisper screamed. I shush him again and he apologizes. " He broke your shoulder? Chrissy you can't cheer!"

     I hadn't even thought about that then. I started thinking about my story to my sponsors and how I wouldn't be able to cheer. Luckily it was spring break soon.

     " Damn. Guess I won't have to go to those stupid games of Jason's anymore." I quietly laugh.

      " I guess so."

     " What... happened? When you got jumped. You don't have to tell me or anything. I was just wondering." I asked and he nods.

     " Well, it happened at night, when we were all supposed to be on lockdown. Everyone says the man paid off the guard to release the gates a certain time. And he... he came into my cell and my cell mate tried to help me, he was a nice man, and was only in there for too many traffic violations and DUIs." He paused.

      " There were three of them, and they backed me up into a corner and beat me. Beat me until I passed out apparently. One of the guards noticed and notified more to come get them off of me. They had shanks and I just... I could have died." He swallowed hard. I pay him with my good arm and joked about how we are twins with slings to try and lighten the mood.

      It worked and we got off the subject. We talked about random things until he passed out under my covers. I nestled into him, the most comfortable way considering his injuries, and fell asleep alongside him.