A Poisoned Mind

Chapter forty six

Being left in the hospital room by yourself, you were propped up in the comfy hospital bed. Everything that Aston done to you replayed in your head, but for some reason, you didn’t hate him... You loved him like you originally did! Wanting to be held and loved by him, you sat lonely and frightened in your hospital bed. Just looking outside the window, you felt someone walk slowly in to your room, making you look towards the door “hey,” you said quietly, as he stood there awkwardly, by the en suit that you had. “Come here,” you told him quietly, but weakly as you were still in a lot of pain, as he slowly made his way over to you, and sat on the edge of your bed “you okay?” You asked him quietly, as he looked down at your body, before slowly breaking down in to tears “don’t cry,” you whispered as you picked up his hand and held it gently “but I done such a horrible thing to you,” he whispered quietly “and? I’ve forgotten it... I’ve realized that maybe I do need a good kick in the stomach to get myself back on track... Trust me baby, you have done a good thing,” “no I haven’t,” “Aston, I’m okay... Nothing is wrong alright?” You told him as he nodded, but was still crying “I’m so sorry,” he whispered as he broke down even more in to tears “come here,” you told him, as he laid down beside you, as you wrapped your arms around his delicate body “shh,” you whispered to him as he cried heavily in to your chest, while you stroked his short hair (you both laying on your sides).

A little while later and you were repeatedly kissed the top of his head, he was still crying, but only softer now. “I saw all the paparazzi,” he said quietly after a little while, as you sighed “I know... I saw them too,” “I suppose you told them what happened,” “I haven’t told anyone anything,” you whispered to him as you kissed his temple “why are you being so kind? I thought you’d wanna kick the shit out of me, and tell me to leave you alone for the rest of your life,” he said quietly like a little upset child “because Ast...” you started, but kissed the top of his head “I love you, and I don’t wanna let go of you, whatever you do to me... It’s called ‘to forgive and forget’,” you told him quietly as you kissed the top of his head once more, before you stroked his hair, although you felt him tenderly stroke your stomach, making you flinch a little at the pain “I really must have kicked you hard,” he sighed at your flinching “I hope I haven’t ruined your chances of having kids,” he said quietly, as he sulked “what are we going to do now?” He asked you “just lay here,” you whispered to him, as you felt him hug you tightly “I’m sorry,” he whispered on to your chest, but you smiled “stop saying it... I’ve forgotten it,” you whispered “but I’ve been really horrible to you... I shouldn’t have done it,” he whispered, but this was starting to leave you with one choice “Ast... Shall we go on a break?” You asked him quietly, as he held you tightly “would that be the right option?” He asked “yeah... We are both worked up, and we seriously need to get away from this,” you said quietly “how long will you be gone for?” He asked “a month?” You said, but with an asking tone of voice “okay babe,” “so... I take it, we are on a break now,” “yeah,” he sighed.

An hour later, Aston had gotten up and put his jacket back on “I’ll see you around babe,” he smiled weakly, before placing his lips delicately on to yours, but allowed it to linger “I still love you,” he whispered as he stroked your hair “I love you too,” you smiled, as he did, while placing a small kiss back on to your lips “stay single for me,” he whispered, before moving out your hospital room. You and Aston were really on a break and both of you were really gonna take this slowly!

Marvin’s POV:

Standing in the studio, we were waiting for Aston to come back from the hospital. Soon enough he came walking through the doors, but he didn’t look too happy! “You okay?” JB asked him, trying not to piss him off “yeah, I’m okay,” he sighed, as he sat down on a chair and rubbed both of his hands over his face “what happened?” I asked him “we’re on a break... She’s finding the relationship too hard,” “I wonder why! You kicked the shit out of her,” Oritsé said a little sternly “I wasn’t meant to do it though... She just said something and I went ballistic, but I was so mad I just kicked her,” he sulked in his chair “she said she forgave me though,” he said quietly “well... When is she out of hospital?” “I’m not sure,” he replied “well maybe, when she comes out then maybe we could all just go out and act normal... I suppose that you too agreed to it, so I shouldn’t think that they’d be any awkward feelings” I suggested as he agreed “yeah, you’re right,” he sighed, but got up and walked over to us “what song needs finishing?” He asked, as we smiled.