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Happy Ending CHAPTER 12

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Happy Ending
CHAPTER 12
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It's been around 2 weeks since Kit woke up in the hospital and she was finally being discharged today. It had been quite a tiring experience, but I was happy to do it for the girl. I had been back and forth from the apartment to the hospital and to go see Ty, too many times to count. After being evaluated by the doctors many times before letting her leave they determined that she wouldn't be able to carry children, and I tried to not let that bother me. Kit seemed a little upset about it, but not overly emotional. She was also told to not be reaching too high for things in the next few months as to not tear the stitching. I brought her clothes to actually wear out of the hospital, which included her black jeans and a sweater of mine, which she specifically asked for. I had been chatting on and off with Tom but had to give him some time for a bit as Erin had just given birth a little over a week ago to a little boy who they named Oliver. and finally after the long awaited 2 weeks Me and Kit were standing outside the hospital hand in hand, finally free from the mayhem and plethora of tears this place brought. We were making our way to her aunt and uncles, so that she could finally see her brother. I was overfilled with happiness at the fact that I didn’t have to see her sit in that bed all day, that we could actually have a life together. I opened the door, holding it open as Kit went inside the house. “I brought someone with me!” My call was met with the sound of little feet rushing through the house. From the side of the hallways came Ty, running up and immediately latching himself onto Kit's legs. “Hey buddy” She leaned down to actually hold him. “Not too tightly” she chuckled, watching as Ty gently wrapped his arms over her shoulders. Lydia entered the hallway with her hand over her mouth. “Oh, honey!” Kit pulled away from her brother, leaning down to hug her aunt. Lydia’s frail hands brushed through her short hair. “Are you feeling better, kitty?” She sounded so starved for an answer. “Yes I'm fine, and you don’t have to call me ‘Kitty’ anymore” She laughed nervously, freeing herself from her aunt's grip. I thought the nickname was cute, and I chuckled at her embarrassment.“Where's Uncle Frank?” Kit asked the lady looking into the house. “business trip” She nodded, “He’ll be back in a week or so.. ohh it’s so good to have you back and safe” She hugged Kit again, and I saw why Ty was so clingy, he had inherited it from his aunt. “Can we go play one last time?” Ty asked me, peering all the way up. “Last time? we’re still gonna come and visit mate” His face lit up as he hopped up and down. Before I knew what was happening I had Lydia wrapping herself around me. “You're so good to her” She commended me. “Oh- well I’d like to think so” I said smiling at Kit who took amusement to her aunts affection towards me. “Come play!” Ty begged. Lydia pulled away, wiping her eyes. “Just for a little bit” Kit said she followed him. “Will, you coming?” She smiled back at me. God that sounded good. “Yeah” I scoffed walking up with them through the maze of a house and to his room. Me and Kit were eventually standing in the boys doorway. I felt something I had never felt before. I knew where I was going, and I wasn’t scared of the future. I wasn’t used to this safety. I wouldn’t have felt that if I didn’t go to that pub, or if she had walked up to someone else. But instead she chose me, I wasn’t much when she found what little pieces of me that were there. Ty smiled as he played in front of us. Kit leaned onto me, her head over my heart and her hand on my chest. I wasn’t afraid anymore, She was able to glue together every shattered piece of me, even if I needed to be broken a little more first. My arm found its place around her back whilst we watched the boy have his fun. He was safe, We were safe, and after the pain, the tears and the blood. I was with her, and her with me. I held Kit to my chest, glad that I'd never be forced to let go, I could live my life with her, wake up with her next to me, kiss her whenever I could, love her. I knew I wasn't the same person I was a month ago. Kit taught me how to detach.

“To safety”