Foward and Reverse (Bradley Steven Perry FanFic)

Chapter 15

I stood up abruptly looking into the face of the guy who got us put into this hospital in the first place. I only knew that the woman standing with Jeremy was Rachel's mom, because Bradley once showed me a picture of her to show her's and Rachel's resemblance. 

"No. Get the hell out. Now." I said harshly, pointing at the door, while glaring at Jeremy. Part of me wanted to hear what Rachel's oh-so-caring mother had to say to us, but the other part of me didn't want to hear any of her crap.

"Yeah, who even let you guys up anyways?" Bradley yelled. Ross was silent. I glanced at him, and he looked up at his panic button on the wall. I nodded subtly, and he pushed the button.

Doctors and security were up at our room in a flash. Doctors rushed to Ross' bedside, and while he told them who was here, the doctors looked at the two intruders in the doorway. Jeremy had a nervous look on his face, while Rachel's mother looked almost amused.

"We don't know who let them up here, we just wan-" Bradley begun, but I cut him off.

"Wait, get the kid out, but I would like to see what the woman has to say." I stated.

Bradley chuckled and looked over at me, as security got Jeremy out of the room. "Kid?" Bradley asked.

"Yeah, because it is extremely mature to walk in here with someone who isn't even his own mother to face us." I replied. I looked back over at the blonde woman standing in the doorway. "Well?" I asked. "What do you want?"

She shut the door behind her as she made her way into the room. She began walking towards Ross.

"Don't even think about going near him." I demanded, stopping her in her tracks. She backed away and stood near the door again. She sighed.

"Are you going to say something to us or are you just going to stand there?" Bradley asked her, as she shifted her gaze around the room.

She sighed again, and finally spoke. "Hello. My name is Genevive Garner, and my daughter is Rachel Garner. I heard about what she did to you and wanted to come to apologize for her actions. I brought Jeremy, but I understand why you didn't want him in here."

"We don't want to hear an apology from you, we want one from Rachel. Not just an 'I'm sorry', but actually a meaningful apology for putting us in a hospital." I replied. 

She sighed, once again. "She wrote a letter." she told me, handing Bradley an envelope. 

"So, she'll write a letter of apology to Bradley, but not to the person who has an IV in their arm?!" I asked her, getting angry. "What, did she not want to face us?"

"My dear-" 

"Don't call me that."

"Alright, Ms. Olizo. She didn't want to face you because she was scared of your reaction. She knew you would react like this, how you are reac-"

"Okay, stop,  just stop." I say, putting a hand out. "I would have reacted a lot differently if Rachel was actually brave enough to come and talk to us herself."

She opened her mouth to say something, and then closed it again.

"Well?" I ask.

"She is apologizing, through me."

"Okay. Will there be consequences for her actions?" 

She paused. "No." Geniveve answered. "I'm sorry."

"ExcusE ME?" I lost it. "YOU THINK, FOR ONE SECOND, THAT SHE CAN PUT TWO OF US IN A HOSPITAL WITH HER LITTLE PAID CLONES, AND IT WAS ALL GOING TO BE FINE AND DANDY AFTER YOU, YOU APOLOGIZED FOR HER? NO. MY FAMILY HAD TO PAY FOR ME TO BE IN THE HOSPITAL, AND WE DON'T HAVE THE MONEY, AND MY MOM IS TOO SWEET TO SUE. SO YOU BETTER GET YOUR MORALS IN CHECK, YOU BITCH, BEFORE I FIND A WAY TO SUE YOU." I finish my rant, and feel a hand gently rest on my shoulder. I can tell that my face is bright red. 

"Alex..." Bradley starts, but Genevive cuts him off.

"You have no right to talk to me in such a way!" she yells.

"Well your piece of shit daughter had no right to beat us to the point where we had to lay in a hospital!" I yell back. 

She starts to retaliate, but I don't want to hear it. I shrug the hand off my shoulder, push past Genevive, and run out of the hospital.