Addicting Love

| F I F T Y - F I V E |

"Where is he? Where is he?!" My head shot up from Fred's chest as the sound of the ginger devil in the hallway of the hospital.

Fred rubbed his hand against my back, still asleep but felt me move.

"They said room 542– here." Arthur said.

Then Molly was in the room.

Fuck.

She wasn't here all day yesterday, and now she's here at seven in the morning.

"Fred!" Molly basically yelled and I kid you fucking not, she shoved he off of Fred, making me fall off the bed and hit the hard and cold ground. "My baby! Oh my goodness!"

"What the fuck— Bee—" Fred grunted from Molly squeezing hun to death.

"Oh honey, what happened?" She asked, putting her hands on his face, which he was trying to move away from her.

I pushed to sit up, leaning back on my hands and blew out, moving a strand of hair out of my face.

"Did you just shove her off of me..." Fred mumbled as he looked down at me.

"Who cares about her. Why are you in the hospital?!"

"Nothing. I'm fine." He muttered.

"He collapsed from stress on his heart." I said.

"What?!"

"Let go of me." Fred said, trying to get her off.

"What is on your chest?!" Now she was pulling at the hospital gown he was wearing.

"That is to monitor his heart, but I'm taking it off now." The nurse said as she walked in. "Why hello Mrs. Weasley." She said, smiling down at me.

"Hi Betty." I said, then got up to my feet.

Molly stepped back from Fred and Betty peeled off the stickers from his chest, then turned off the machine.

Molly asked what happened and the nurse began to say everything that happened in the past 48 hours.

I sat down on the chair and slumped back, hearing it all again. Why caused it, the tests they were going to run on him today, the mark on his forehead, his concussion. It still makes me feel so bad when I hear it.

After the nurse left Molly's eyes were narrowed on me. Fred had his hands over his face. Arthur was sitting on the other chair, eyebrows raised. My cheeks were red.

"I'm going to go home and get you clothes." I said as I stood up.

"Bee—" Fred said.

"30 minutes tops." I kissed his forehead then walked past Arthur and Molly, heading into the hallway.

I took the elevator down to the main floor, going out the front sliding doors to the big area at the front of the hospital.

"Brooklyn!" I turned around at Molly's voice.

For some reason I thought she'd be nice, thankful that I've been with Fred.  

"This is your fault!" She basically screamed at me and pointed. I blinked in shock. "I am his mother and only found out about this this morning!"

"I did." I said softly, "I called you when I was in the waiting room in the middle of the night but got left in voicemail. There was nothing else I could've done."

"Really?! Not come over and tell me?!"

"No, because I wanted to be here with Fred." I said. I'm keeping my voice controlled and monotoned.