"We're here! What happened? Is he okay?" Layla looks angry
"I don't know, the doctors won't tell me anything because I'm not family" she snaps. I put on my best fake cry and walk over to the front desk.
"Is my brother okay? I got a call from my friend saying that he's in the hospital. Oh dear god"
"It's okay m'am, give us his name and you will see him immediately" I nod
"Blake Hunter. Please tell me he's okay" she smiles when she looks up from the paper.
"He's going to be okay, he just had a little too much to drink, we had to pump his stomach but he's going to be okay. He's resting right now but you can go in and see him, room 216" I nod and wipe away a tear
"Thank you so much" I walk back over to Layla and Liam with a smirk. As we walk up the stairs Liam says "damn girl your good" I do a little hair flip
"I know" I stop short when we are in front of his room. I twist the doorknob hesitantly and we enter.
I am feeling a mix of emotions right now. Guilt. Anger. Happiness. When he wakes up, I'm gonna kill him.
We sit in the chairs facing across from him and I just stare. He opens his eyes and I start hitting him.
"You asshole! You had me worried sick! Dumbass! Jerk! I hate you! Why did you do this!" I continue hitting him as he chuckles
"Are you done?"
"Nope. Ass wipe! Jerkwad! Shit head! Moron! Okay I think I'm done now" I let out a sigh of relief and he smiles
"You better be happy to see her man, she put on a show just to get us up here" Liam says with a chuckle causing Blake to smirk and raise an eyebrow
"What kind of show?" He asks pervertedly and I punch him
"Not that kind of show idiot, I fake cried a river of tears and said that I was your sister just to get us up here you better be thankful-"
"You! This is your fault!" A deep voice shouts, we turn our heads to see a tall guy with brown eyes who I'm guessing is Blake's dad.
"Excuse me?" This guys got nerve
"Your a bad influence on my son! He was never like this before he met you-"
"I'm sorry sir but I don't think you know your son all that well"
"Oh and a little girl like you does? I don't think so. I forbid you from seeing my son-"
"ENOUGH!" Blake shouts while slamming his hand on the shelf next to him. "I told you dad, you can't stop me from loving her! Grams didn't forbid you to marry or see mom even though she hated her! I love her and nothing will ever make me stop. So stop trying to control me and start being supportive!" He shouts clearly angry and I smile
"And I love your son sir and nothing is going to stop that either. I'm sorry if you don't like me, or hate me for that matter, but that will not stop me from seeing your son" Tyler looks at me with pure hatred
"And what about your mother? She's the reason that my ex wife is dead" That hurt. Tears well in my eyes.
"T-that's not fair, it was an accident. Both my mother and your ex wife were in the fault. Don't you dare bring my mother into this because it's none of your business and has nothing to do with this damn conversation! The deal is, I am going to see your son and you are going to like it okay? Okay. Good day sir!" I slam the door in his face and Blake starts clapping while Layla and Liam have shocked expressions on their faces.
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Falling For The Good Girl
Teen FictionSequel to The New Girl And The Bad Boy: you don't have to read TNGATBB to understand but there are spoilers Ivy Blackwell is your typical good girl on the outside. She never drank, smoke, or did anything bad in her 17 years of life. But on the insi...