When Domineering Met Awkward (boyxboy)

Chapter Eight: Garrett

Oh my god two chapters in one day. Am I sick? Sick with love. Anyway vote and comment guys :D oh and this is Dr. Feelgood ;) oh yes.

I walk into my house after saying goodbye to Ambrose. He is so sweet. I wonder what we are going to do when school starts tomorrow. Oh and that party is tonight but I don't think I want to go. I would rather stay in and cuddle with Ambrose. I hope he comes back soon. I begin to walk upstairs when I feel a blow on the back of my head. I cry out and tumble down the stairs. Hitting my head against the railing. Ugh I open my eyes to see a blurry form above me.

"You stupid fag. Who do you think you are? Letting your bitch talk to me like that? I'll teach you" my father says.

"No. Please" I slur out. My speech a little off.

I feel a kick to my chest that makes me cough. He kicks me again and again. Cursing at me, telling me to die. I cough up blood before everything went black.

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I wake up to a soft crying sound. I try opening my eyes but I can't. I try moving but I can't do that either.

"Please wake up baby. Please" I hear my mothers voice.

Why can't I move? What does she mean wake up? I am awake. Where am I? Suddenly I feel my grip on conciousness start to slip. No. I need to stay awake. But I'm pulled under into black.

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Once again my brain turns back on. But this time I can open my eyes. I immediatly close them though, due to the harsh white ceiling and strong lights. Am I in a hospital? I squint my eyes open once again. I look around the room to see it was empty. Cautiously, I sit up in the bed. Ugh, I wince, my chest hurts and my head. What happened? I don't remember anything.

The curtains that shield my room came open, revealing a very attractive doctor. Oh my. He looks young, around my mom's age. He has dark hair with dark green eyes. His long model-like legs carry himself over to me.

"Ah. It's good to see you awake Garrett" his smooth, deep voice washes over me.

"What happened? Why am I here? Where's my mom?" I croak out.

He chuckles softly "She is out in the waiting room along with your friend Ambrose. And you are here because you have suffered from some serious injuries. So if it is ok with you, I'm going to check over you."

I nod, wincing as it made a sharp pain go through my neck. He gently probes the tips of his fingers over my skull. Asking me if it hurt when I wince and what my pain level was. He then moves on to my stomach and chest, going through the same prcedure. I cry out when he gets to my lower ribs, making him frown.

"You may have some bruising on the ribs. We will get you to a x-ray machine to rule out any fracturing or breakage" he tells me.

I nod "I would like to see my mother please. And Ambrose" I say.

He smiles at me before he leaving, promising to get them. After a couple minutes both my mother and Ambrose bust through the curtain. Tear streaks on her face. The doctor walks in behind them at a more leisurly pace. A soft smile on his lips.

"Oh my baby" my mom side tackles me.

My ribs protest the feeling. "Mom. My side."

She cries on my shoulder not even listening. I stroke her hair talking softly to her. Finally she lets me go, patting her hands along my arms and face.

"Mom I'm ok" I tell her.

"Garrett you've been out for three days. You are not ok. God damn that bastard" she says, an angry glint in her eyes.

Three days? "Mom. It's ok."

Ambrose comes up and hugs her gently. She leans into him, once again crying. I have never seen her cry this much. Even when my father hit her she never cried. Ambrose let her go so he could sit on the edge of my bed. He takes my hand, rubbing his thumb against the back of my hand. I smile at him.

"What no kiss?" I ask.

He laughs softly and leans forward, giving me a soft kiss on my lips. He squeezes my hand and leans back. His eyes silently telling me how glad he is for me to be awake.

The doctor gently clears his throat making us all look at him. My mother ran to him, hugging him tightly. His face was one of surprise, but after a moment he gently wraps his arms around her.

"Thank you for saving my son. Thank you so much" she says to him.

He pats her back. They look so cute together. After a moment she lets him go, rubbing at her eyes. He hands her a tissue which she takes greatfully. She even blushes a little. Mom you get some. I think it's time my mom finds a man who actually respects her. She deserves it.

"Alright well I checked over your son and I believe he has a couple bruised ribs and a concusion. He may suffer from some short term memory loss, confusion, nausea , and drowsiness. So I would watch over him carefully. I would not let him go back to school till those ribs heal up. But other than that he is completely healthy. May I ask what happened?" he questions.

My mother stiffens "His father is a bastard" is all she says.

"Mom" I say softly.

"No Garrett. I am sick of him hitting you. Hitting me. I'm done with it. As soon as you are released we are going back to that hell hole collecting our things and moving into a hotel room until I can get enough money to buy a house. This was the last straw. And I'm sorry I didnt get us out sooner but I am now" she says, determination in her eyes.

I smile at her. Finally. I know my mom has been so scared, and I am so happy to see the strong woman my mom once was before my father started hitting us. His abuse turned her into a frightened little mouse. But now, my mother is back. And that makes me so happy. Ambrose has been silent through this whole exchange yet he breaks that silence when my mother spoke of leaving.

"My father can help yoy if you would like. He has a new job opening at his firm. I can talk to him about it if you would like" he tells her.

She smiles at him "Thank you Ambrose. You are so kind."

The doctor then left, promising to be back soon for x-rays and such. He also glances at my mother before leaving. Yep. This is happening. It is.