Bad Boy Brad

Ella's POV

It's been two days since I had woken up from my coma. I feel some what refreshed, considering they said I was basically on my death bed. I have literally been around my family for the last two days. It's been them asking what had happened and why I was in such a state. In all honesty I don't want to talk about it. I mean when Brad is involved, it's a touchy subject. I haven't seen him for a very long time and truth be told, I miss him. I miss his smile, his attitude problems, his singing, his scent, the way he makes me feel in general. I want to see him but I'm just not ready.
You see, when I say Bradley isn't good for me, I mean he is the reason why I was so close to my death. I had to fight him, so I could live. I had to fight for my survival just because of his past. I mean I didn't ask for him to come into my life. He just did. I'm not saying I regret meeting him, but most of my problems have arisen from him, but I love him. If that can't change how I feel around him then nothing can.

"Ella sweetie, the doctors said that you can be discharged tomorrow, because your breathing has levelled out nicely. You just need to sign a few forms and then your good to go, tomorrow morning. So you get some rest, your mother, your fathers, your brothers and I need to get the house ready for you, play?" My adopted mother smiled, excited that I would be coming home.
"Thanks mummy, I'm sorry for not being more careful, I honestly didn't think I'd end up here, but I love you guys, and I'll see you tomorrow." I smile. They all pile on me, giving me hugs and kisses. They leave the room and I fall into a slumber.

It's the next day and I feel as if I was sleeping on air. I had such a great nights sleep, and knowing I get to go home makes things every better.
I hear a knock and the door and I know it's the doctors waiting to discharge me because all my parents are here.

"Miss May-Ball , sign, here, here, here and over there," Mr Goldsmith instructed. He has really been great to me. He was the one that took on my case. He's been a star and literally a life saver.

Well I haven't spoken to Harry, my mum, being my real mother told me to stay away from him. Sophia didn't really care she thought that we would look cute together but hey I have to do what my mum says, mother knows best. For some reason I was made to apologise to Brad, even though I didn't do anything wrong.

*Four days later*
"Can I speak to Ella please?" Brad said from the front door. Lewis had opened the door and then let him in. What an idiot, I told Lewis if Brad comes round ignore it.
"Yeah sure she's upstairs in her room," Lewis said happily. He won't be so happy once I'm finished with him.
"Hey Ella," Brad looked down at the floor, hair flopping about. The way his hair shines and how tanned his skin looks. I feel like I can't stay mad at him.
"Hello Bradley," I smile sweetly, waiting to make eye contact.
He smiles back. I can't help but jump on him.
"Brad, I'm so sorry. I do love you but you scare me. I'm not right for you. You're beautiful, talented, fun free spirited, clever and you have hundreds and thousands of girls chasing after you. You will have anyone you want," I smile at him with sad droopy eyes.
"Ella, then I want you!" He leans down, looks into my eyes and we don't break eye contact. We stay there. Watching each other. I can see his chest rising up and down.
"May I ask what happened to you? Who did this to you? Who ever did this to you I will find them and have them removed from face of the earth. When I found out you were in a comma I didn't know how to react. I saw my life flash before my eyes, I felt sick that you weren't in my life." Brad said with sternness in his dark voice.
"I don't know who did this I don't remember a thing. I don't want to remember any of it. Let's keep it in the past. I forgive you often enough maybe I should forgive the people who did this to me. After all it has brought us back together," I smile at a very annoyed looking Brad. He frowns but it soon turns into a small smile.
"You are just too kind for your own good. I'm glad you are though because I don't think anyone else could handle a nutter like me," Brad explained.
I'm not entirely sure what's next for us but I hope what ever it is, it's with my Bad Boy Brad.

What is the end? A new beginning.

It's been fun writing this book, it's taken me many years because of all the things I've had to overcome and accomplish many experiences that almost left the book unfinished; though I'm glad I have finished. It was a great experience, thank-you for reading,

Love Sophia.