Forgive and Forget|| Book 2 || Liam Dunbar

Weak

I felt someone uncontrollably shaking me as I sat up too quick.

"What the hell, Stiles." I said rubbing my eyes seeing it's late in the night.

"We have to go to the hospital." He said as I freaked out.

"Why?" I asked him as I was awake now.

"Dad, he got shot." He said as I felt sick to my stomach.

We ran to my dad's room as went in his room as he was talking to his doctor. I went to him as Stiles and I both asked what happened and if he's okay.

"I'm fine, and something just happened over the station but it's alright." He said as we nodded. I sat down on the stool while Stiles sat down on the chair in the corner.

"So um Mister." The doctor began talking.

"Sherriff." Stiles corrected him.

"Yes, Sherriff, we will be starting your surgery first thing in the morning to get the bullet out." He said.

"Some of the equipment used for this procedure is not part of the insurance so you will have to pay." He added as I looked at Stiles because we both knew how dad was struggling to pay the bills; including Stiles medical ones.

Stiles was biting on his nails nervously as I was mostly looking at the ground as the doctor left.

"Stop that." Dad told him.

"You don't have to worry about the bill, we can pay for it." Dad said.

"No you can't, I've seen the bills from Eichen House and how you used your credit card to pay for some of the bills." Stiles spoke.

"Why do you always have to look through my stuff?!" Dad raised his voice.

"I have to because then you keep stuff from me!" Stiles spoke back.

"I keep things away from you because you don't need to know about them." Dad explained looking angry.

"I need to know everything, so I can take care of you." Stiles said.

"You don't need to take care of me! I'm the Dad and you're the son! You get it?" He yelled at Stiles as I flinched from Dad's yelling.

"We're all supposed to take care of each other." Stiles said soft and hurt.

I looked at Dad as he calmed down and shut his eyes.

"You guys don't need to worry okay, we will be alright." He said.

"How are you so sure?" Stiles asked him.

"I'm not, it's just that the morphine's kicking in and I don't need to worry about anything right now." Dad said groaning and shutting his eyes slowly.

Stiles looks back to the ground as I heard him mumble, "I am."

We were there for the whole night as we both fell asleep on the chairs. Stiles and I woke up at the same time as he checked his phone getting a text from Lydia.

"You can go." I told him because I knew the message was important.

"Are you sure?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I'll stay here." I told me as he got up looking at Dad and kissing the top of my head.

"Call me when he's done surgery." He told me as I nodded saying goodbye as he left.

I looked at my Dad as he was still sleeping as I got up to get a snack or something because it was noon.