Bound to you. (a Peddie story)

Double news

Patricia's POV

I got to Eddie's room and stopped outside the door, what would i find behind there? He may not look like himself, and i had something important to talk to him about. I took a deep breathe and opened the door. Eddie was lay in a big hospital bed, just like the one I just came from, his room was set up just the same as mine was, he looked like himself, except the tube in his nose and a few bruises and then of course the giant stab wound in the bottom left side of his stomach. I started to cry slightly, this was all my fault!

"Hey Yacker." He said, sounding very much like he always did, his arrogant american accent was still just as thick as the day i met him.

"Hi." i replied simply. "You okay?"

"Yeah, the doctor says im fine, no long lasting damage, what about you? Are you alright?"

"Seriously Eddie? Dont worry about me, im not the one who was stabbed."

"no, but you were the one who was raped." he said as i moved closer to him.

"Yeah, i'll cope, i did last time."

"Come here." he told me, patting the side of his bed. I sat down in the space cautiously. "I need to ask you something." he said, licking his lips like he always did when he was nervous.

"I also need to tell you something." i said. "But if your gunna break up with me then thats fine, i will understand."

Eddie sighed. "I could never break up with you Patricia, i cant live without you. Which is why i need to ask you something."

"Okay."

"Patricia, i know were young, maybe too young, but i cant live without you, your my whole life, i would take a thousand stabs for you." yet another reminder that this was all my fault. "Will you marry me?"

Eddie's POV

"Will you marry me?" i asked her nervously, i know we were young but i didn't care, i had asked Patricia's father for his approval, over the phone of course - i got told he was a very scary lawyer - which he was quick to give, seemed like he wanted Patricia out of his hair. I had spoke to my parents, with some convincing they approved, with their permission we were free to marry before we turned 18. There was no other way, i couldnt be without Patricia, who was incredibly silent. "I will get a ring, i Couldnt really get one from my hospital bed." i told her.

"its not that." she said, that wasnt the response i wanted.

Patricia's POV

I wanted so badly to jump into his arms screaming 'yes' i loved Eddie with all my heart and I wanted to be his wife so badly. But i couldn't, not without telling him the truth first.

"Eddie." i started. "I want to marry you so much, but i need to tell you something first, i you still want to marry me afterwards then i would love to be your bride."

"Okay, tell me."

"I'm pregnant." i said. "Rufus raped me in the car on the way to the barn, he actually physically raped me, meaning this baby inside of me, he or she could either be yours, or his." i cried.

"Jesus." he whispered looking away from me and to the table by the bed. He grabbed the pack of hula hoops, taking one from the pack. "I will love OUR baby, whether he or she is biologically mine or Rufus'" he told me, placing the hula hoop on my left hand, the finger next to my pinky. My temporary engagement ring.