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RICHIE WAS ARRESTED WHILST AN ambulance took away the unconscious guy with the Bachelor party coming to an early end. The bleeding coming from Kitty's head refused to stop flowing, and so Carmy drove her to the emergency room, not wanting her to get into her car and pass out or crash due to the blurry vision in one of her eyes from the blood.
Despite her assuring him she would be fine, Carmy stayed with her for the rest of the night in the waiting room of the local hospital, until she was seen. And whilst she received a few stitches above her eyebrow and under her eye, Richie had rung Carmy from jail. Richie ignored Carmy's question about how he was, and instead was quick to ask how Kitty was. Feeling his fist clenching at his side when he heard Carmy talk about how she was currently getting stitches in her face.
Once Kitty's procedure was finished, Carmy drove the pair of them to the police station and paid the bail money. Where they had to sit in the waiting room for longer than they expected whilst Richie was processed for release.
Richie walked out, holding a plastic bag full of his stuff. When he reached the waiting room he spotted that the sun had finally risen before he noticed two figures huddled up on the chairs next to the large window. He frowned when he saw Kitty fast asleep on Carmy's shoulder, the uninjured part of her face pressed into his coat, exposing the left side which was still covered in blood. Although now the blood was dried up and no longer running from the wounds which had bandages taped over them. A purple bruise had also formed around her eye.
Richie cleared his throat as he stepped closer, waking up the pair in the process. Kitty let out a pained groan as she lifted her head from Carmy's shoulder and looked up at Richie. Without thinking, she jumped to her feet and threw herself onto him. Wrapping her arms around his neck.
He was caught off by surprise, stumbling backwards slightly before he wrapped his arms around her petite body. Sighing in relief that she was okay. His face hiding in her neck. He hated the fact that she smelt like a hospital but he was glad to know that she wasn't angry with him.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
She scoffed. Her breath fanning over his collarbone, "You're asking me if I'm okay? You were the one that spend the night in jail," She pointed out, leaning backwards to look up at him, but their arms were still wound around one another.
His tired, bloodshot eyes scanned her face. The face he wasn't sure he would ever see. Truly believing that he had accidentally killed that guy. That his whole life would now play out from behind bars. Not able to see Kitty or Eva ever again without police guards watching over their every interaction.
