Serenity | Fragile Hearts

chapter 2- cuts and bruises

Aila

My body reacted quickly, and I placed my hand over Sofie, clutching her tightly. We both landed on the floor, soaked.

I immediately got up and focused to Sof. She looked unharmed, but startled. After a quick look over, she had a small gash on her forehead.

I didn't have anything with me to stop the bleeding. My mind was racing a million miles an hour.

It was grunt that pulled me away from my thoughts. I focused to the origin, and looked up.

In front of me was a 6foot something tall man with broad shoulders and an average build. He was built. Wore a dark hoodie and hat, along with a duffel in his bag. It looked like he was going to workout, but we may have just ruined his plans.

I stood up and faced him, my head turning all the way up. He was tall, definitely had a foot on me.

"You need to watch where you're going. Should you even be here?" He asked me with a curious look, his head turning to the side. His arm was crossed, giving him an intimidated look.

I was angry but also anxious. "I was trying to escape the rain. You should watch where you're going too." I told him in an annoyed voice.

A part of me wanted to lash out at him, but another part of me was focused on my daughter. My adrenaline was so high at this point that I only focused on her.

He scoffed. "Fine, whatever" he said as he picked up his bag, and was about to carry on, until he stopped abruptly and focused to Sofia.

"Can I help you?" I asked him, even more annoyed he still was here.

"She's bleeding" he said in a tone I couldn't decipher.

I focused back to Sofia who had tears streaming down her face. The gash was even more bloodier than before, making my heart race.

Sof, didn't seem phased. If anything she was shivering because of the cold. I couldn't tell if she was in pain.

He looked as if he was having a silent battle with himself as he focused to her head. He grunted. "Come follow me" he said as he opened the door and held it for us.

"Wh- are you serious? I need to get home so I can make sure she's okay." I told him.

"I'm going to clean it up." He said annoyed. "Stop being selfish and just get inside" he said- more pissed off.

I sighed. He was right. The quicker it got cleaned up, the less chance of any bacteria infecting it. It was a long shot, but once you were in the medical field, you always assume the worst.

I gave in and followed him inside.

"Follow me" he told us as he led the way. We followed his large frame into a hallway. The lobby looked to be state of the art- with tall finishings all around.

He led us into what looked to be an office. He motioned for the spin chair and turned around to get something, so I immediately took a seat.

I took off my jacket, and wrapped Sofia in it. I moved her so that I was holding her in a baby position so that she was more comfortable. She was so small for her age, being born a few months early, so she easily fit in my arms.

I was still apprehensive of the douche bag in front of me, making me pull Sofia closer to me.

As anticipated, her eyes started to close.

Mr. Broody made his way over to us with some materials in his hands, and when he saw Sofia, his face immediately turned into a serious one.

"No. Don't let her sleep" he told me as he made it to us in a few strides.

Wait fuck. He was right. If she had a concussion, sleeping was the last thing you wanted to do. I sat her up and patted her cheek. "Sof, don't sleep baby" I told her gently.

Thankfully, she woke up in an instant. Mr. Broody approached us and knelt down to where we were sitting. He took an alcohol wipe and gently wiped away all the blood. It took a few wipes, but in no time, it was gone.

"Shouldn't you be wearing gloves?" I asked him

"Shouldn't you learn to watch where you're going?" He countered back.

I gave him an annoyed look.

Asshole.

He finished bandaging her head and got up and threw the garbage away.

"Watch her. If she starts to have dizziness or any other thing out of the ordinary, take her to the ER" he told me in a grumpy voice.