Adopted By Rourtney

It was a bloody joke

*Ross' POV*

I chuckle as we play fight. I love little kids. Juliet messes up my hair again so I go to spin her around while holding her in my arms again and all I hear is the sound of the collision between her head and the corner of the shelf.

"FUCK!!!" I cuss as she screams and cries.

"Holy shit, Ross" Courtney jumps up.

"Get some ice and a wet cloth, NOW!" I demand her and she runs into the kitchen. I take off my shirt and hold it against the cut on her head. It's like a horror film, blood literally gushing out. I'm so scared and freaked out! Like. Yeah, blood in film and horror or gory stuff is okay 'cause I know it's fake but to see this in real life is the scariest thing ever! "Baby, I'm so sorry" I apologise as she just cries and cries. I scrunch my shirt up more and press the cut together to try and stop the blood a little. It kinda works. It's a little like my ice hockey injury when I was youger, all I need now is Rydel here screaming, 'she's gonna die!!!' By the looks of things I understand why she was screaming it, all this blood loss does look like she's gonna die. I feel like I'm gonna die having to watch this. Too many women in this house losing blood right now. I'm might as well start loosing blood too. I don't know how? Courtney comes back into the room snaping me out of my bloody thoughts. Haha...see in Britain 'bloody' is used like an adjective as well as a decribing word and the way I used it works both ways. Not the time? Okay.

"Hold my shirt against her head" I say to Courtney as she takes over from me while I take the ice and wet cloth from her. Damn, that's my best shirt! I love that shirt! Ah, what the heck, I can always buy a new shirt, I'll never be able to replace this little girl. I slide the wet cloth under my shirt against her head and place the ice on top of the shirt in the Court's hand. I get up and grab my phone, wallet and keys then pick up Juliet as Courtney still holding my shirt against her head to try and stop the blood. I place her in the back seat of my car and Courtney gets in beside her and I rush her to hospital. After about fifteen minutes we get there and I carry her inside. "Can someone help here!! Serious emergency" I panic as we rush in and few doctors rush over and take Juliet from us and we follow them to a room. They put her on laughing gas so she will laugh at the pain. They apply the alcohol stuff to her wound.

"Owww, that really hurts" She burst out laughing. I chuckle as it's weird. They did that to me when I had my accident. Laughing gas is so cool. I wouldn't do it unless it was for a medical reason, I just find it cool and funny.

"Can I have some of that?" I ask the doctor gesturing to the laughing gas.

"No, Mr Lynch" he says. It was worth a shot.

"The fact you came shirtless to the hospital..." Courtney half smiles as she stares at my abs.

"My face is up here" I say placing my fingers under her chin and lifting her head up. "Also, I didn't have time to put on a shirt"

"Oww!!" Juliet laughs again. I chuckle, at least she's not screaming and crying in pain.

"You okay, Juliet?" I ask as I take her hand while the doctors apply stitches to her forhead.

"It hurts" she laughs. "I want teletubby custard!!"

"What's that?" I laugh, Courtney laughs too.

"I don't know" She exclaims as she bursts out laughing again. "Ross is the lion on a farm and Courtney is the unicorn underwater" she laughs. I chuckle as she makes no sense. The side effects of laughing gas.

"I'm a lion?" I ask.

"No, a giraffe!" she laughs. Haha, that rhymed!

"Why am I a giraffe?" I giggle.