Kimberly
"Can I see my family, please?" I ask the nurse, my voice broken. She nods and smiles gently.
"Yes ma'am, I'll bring them in."
"Thank you." I reply.
She nods, and comes back in a moment later with Rian, Zack, Alex, and Jack. Theu hug me one by one, and Zack looks sad, but he kisses me passionately, and I feel the love and anger and sadness, just coming off of his lips.
"The doctor says you'll be good to go in about an hour after they check your bloodwork and make sure it's out of your system." Alex says, "Are you feeling alright?"
"I'm great." I lie.
"He also said you have a mild concussion, so you'll be on pain medication." Jack says. "Abd you'll need a lot of sleep." I knew all of these things, but they were trying to be helpful, and also combing to terms with it.
"We're very glad you're okay." Rian smiles, rubbing my leg.
Zack was fighting tears and I reached out to him. "He was arrested with enough evidence that we don't have to go to trial, but since he broke out and-" his voice cracks, so he bites his tounge, "Anyway, you won't be seeing him for a while."
I reach out to him again abd kiss him. "We should celebrate. Not cry." I mutter.
"You're right, but we'll do that later."
"Sit down." I tell them firmly, gaining my voice back. "None of this is anyones fault and I can tell that you guys feel that way with the tension and sadness in the room.
"Yeah, it sucks that this happened, but everything is okay, and now we won't get threats as well as we won't have to worry about anything. Do not blame yourselves or eachother or I'll kick your asses.
"I told Zack to not go with me. I didn't let him. I'm fine. It'll be okay, for real, now. Stop being sad, because this needed to happen. And let's just put it out there that I'm fucking greatful as hell that it didn't go worse than this.
"Do I make myself clear?"
They nod, and I do too, and most of the tension is gone. We wait fir the tests back and discharge papers, and then we haul ass to the next venue.
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Protection, Zack Merrick, All Time Low
Fanfiction______ "I need a room for a night?" I ask the lady at the check in desk at the hotel. She didn't question the tears running down my face, or my phone buzzing in my pocket like crazy. I made a scene, and now I have to lay in the bed I made. The bed...
