Reality || BWS

13

My eyes began to flicker, my head pounded as if I was head butting a brick wall. I slowly opened my eyes however the brightness of the room took me by surprise causing me to make a rather odd noise.

'Hey you're awake'I heard that too familiar voice as I turned over to be faced with Brad sat on a chair.

'What are you doing here' I managed to whisper, man I was tired.

'I can leave if you want, I just needed to know your were okay. Your mum has gone to grab something to eat.' Brad replied looking slightly worried, he was clearly nervous as he didn't come up for breath when he spoke.

'No it's fine. I don't want to be alone. What happened?' I asked realising I was in a hospital bed and didn't really know why.

'The last thing I remember was talking to Danny in the car about you and that's it' I rubbed my forehead as my head was still pounding.

'Danny lost control of his car and went off the road, the rain made the road unsafe' Brad replied, sitting up strait in his chair.

'We were in Liverpool last night and your mum called so we drove straight here. I've been sat in this chair since I got here' he laughed lightly, judging by the light from the window it was morning.

'God knows what I'd of done if you weren't okay' Brad spoke, reaching to place his hand on my arm as I had turned on my side to face him.

I know I should still be really mad at Brad and not allow him to be like this. But right now I was confused and Brad made me feel safe.

'Is Danny okay?' I asked. I'd been scared to ask that question, scared of the answer.

'He's fine. A few cuts and bruises but he's fine' Brad reassured me causing me to smile.

'This is my fault. If I wasn't feeling so shit in the car he would of paid more attention to the road and less attention to me' I sighed holding my head in my hand, leaning my arm on the bed.

'Hey this was nobody's fault, a freak accident but nobody is to blame' Brad gently brushed his hand on my cheek.

I know I should tell him to go, or at least stop touching me like that, but I didn't want to. Every bone in my aching body wanted him to be here with me right now.

After a few minutes of silence I finally spoke up.

'Brad. Why did you kiss that girl' I asked, connecting my eyes with his. I felt his hand tense up as I mentioned it.

'Jo let's not talk about this right now. You need some rest' he tried to change the subject but I wasn't going to shake it. If he wanted to be here with me like this, I needed answers.

'No Brad I need to know why'

'Please'

I snuggled up into the uncomfortable hospital bed trying to make myself feel less awkward and ready for what Brad was about to tell me.

'It sounds so stupid now. I came out to check on you because you'd been gone for a while and I was worried. I saw you walking out with Danny. But all I could see was him with his arm around you and the pair of you laughing. I know now that it was because of how drunk he was and I feel like such an idiot' Brad put his head in his hands for a moment before looking back up at me again.

'When I stood outside and watched you disappear round the corner, she appeared behind me. Talking about how Danny had been saying all night he was going to get you back and a load of shit like that. She made it out like you'd ran off with Danny and then she kissed me and I just didn't push her away'

I didn't know what to say.

I didn't know what upset me more. The fact that Brad thought I would do that or that he believed Ellie and allowed her to kiss him.

'Ive never felt like such a big twat in my life Jo, I wanted to come and see you and explain but I couldn't let the boys down, we've been so busy' he reached for my arm again and I didn't pull away.

I could never expect him to ditch the band and his work for me. I wasn't mad at him for not coming.

'I can't believe you'd think I'd do that' I sighed.

' I know, trust me Kirstie has been giving me none stop stick about it. I screwed up bad but I want to fix it Jo, I need to' he looked me dead in the eye and I could see the pain in his face.

'You're not forgiven Brad. Not by a long shot. But right now I really need you here so can we drop the conversation until later on, or when I go home please' I replied with a weak smile.

'Yeah. How are you feeling? Are you hungry? I can go and get you some food if you want' Brad began to throw twenty questions at me again, I could tell he was worried about me.

'I feel fine. A little sore and tired but other than that, just feels like a really bad hangover' I laughed causing Brad to smile.

'How is your side. You took a pretty bad hit there. That's the reason you were in theatre' Brad said pointing at my left side.

I looked under the covers and saw that there was a long fresh stitching down my side, I couldn't feel it but I looked painful.

'I can't feel it. Was it bad?' I asked confused.

'That's probably because of all the stuff they have you on. No it's fine now, they stopped the bleeding in time and they said hopefully it should heal like normal, but you will have a scar' Brad stuck his bottom lip out as he mentioned the scar and I shook my head at him and rolled my eyes.

'I'm going to tell my kids I got shot or something, when I was saving the world' this caused us both to laugh before an awkward silence fell over us.

'Why don't you get some rest. I'll still be here when you wake up and so will your mum. You look like you need to sleep' Brad spoke softly before placing his hand on my cheek and kissing my forehead.

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Halfway through the night I found myself awake. Well I'm guessing it was night seen as there was no clock where I was. I had my own room in the hospital, that must be costing my mum a bomb.

I turned my head over as I heard light breathing and was faced with Brad, asleep on the chair.

I know I'm still really upset and confused about everything, but knowing he was still here made me feel safe, it made my stomach tingle slightly.

I rolled back over snuggling back into the covers and drifting back to sleep.

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Hi guys ! Sorry for the late update

I'm not sure if you've all heard about last nights incident at the Ariana Grande Concert, but I was there and so I have only just come around to writing this.

My heart goes out to everybody affected by last night, I know for me it was a bug shock to the system. It was a truly tragic night and makes me sick to my stomach that these things are happening to innocent people.

However we cannot let these people get the better of us !!! we have to stick together as a city and work through it because that's the only way forward.

Not only does my heart go out to the victims and families, but to Ariana herself.

Even though this was not her fault, the guilt she must be feeling is unbearable. Children have died and all they wanted to do was enjoy her music !!

Big hugs lots of love and I hope anybody involved has been in touch with loved ones. Spreading Love love love ❤❤