Mine (Brad Simpson) {IN EDITING}

Chapter 13

BRADS POV

I walk back into the small hospital room and sit next to Alli again, holding her hand in mine and kissing her forehead. I hear an "awwwww" coming from outside the glass and I glare at Rachel, Amy, my mother and a couple of nurses standing at the window, making them walk off.

"You don't like your father very much, do you?" Alli asks me kindly.

"Not at all. He's the biggest prick I have ever met." I curse confidently.

"Yeah, he is... no offense. But what made you hate him so much?" She asks innocently. With any other person I would be angry and upset, but she's so sweet I can't say no.

"He's never around, always at work or at the bar. I can't really blame him for work but he's always out with friends in his spare time. It's basically my mum and I on our own. He's rude to her anyway. When he's around he's just a dickhead, so it's better hes at work." I growl. Alli looks at me sadly, like I am broken and she needs to fix me. She's wrong, she is the one who's broken and I need to be a man and not whine about my stupid problems.

"Thats horrible, I'm sorry." Alli says, hugging me softly.

"Thankyou." I say, kissing her forehead again. "You're amazing."

She opens her mouth to fight back but is stopped by the door opening, two doctors walking in.

"Sir, could we have a word?" One calls to me and I nod, walking over.

"Whats wrong?" I ask them.

"She has torn the urethra and done minor damage to the vaginal artery, we haven't been able to look any further but that should be the worst." They say quietly, so that Alli cannot hear.

"Okay. So it's all good?" I whisper.

"Hopefully. We're going to run some more tests and we'll need to keep her overnight. We need to perform surgery to repair the urethra and artery, but other than that she will be fine." The doctor says and I let out a breath.

"Thankyou, so much. Can I tell her?" I ask and they nod.

I walk over to Alli and her eyes are full of tears and worry.

"W-what did they find?" She stutters nervously as I sit on the side of her bed and hold her hand. I begin to stroke her hair and wipe the tears from her eyes gently and hold her tightly as she begins to shake. "What's wrong with me?"

"Nothing, baby, you're going to be fine." I sigh, looking at my feet, nervous to tell her the rest.

"But..." She starts, knowing I am not telling her something.

"They have to keep you overnight and do some surgery. Your urethra is torn and there is some damage to the viganal artery, but that's all so far." I say and tears begin spilling over her precious eyes.

"So far?" Alli sobs.

"They haven't finished testing, but they say the rest should be fine. You're going to be fine, baby, I promise." I know I shouldn't make promises I have no control over, but whatever I need to do to comfort her I will do.

"You'll stay tonight, won't you? Please?" She begs, crying.

"Of course baby, of course. Even if you didn't want me to, I'd stay." I try smiling at her, but she doesn't return the favour. "What's wrong, Alli?"

She looks at the doctors in the corner who are talking amongst themselves then back to me.

"I'm scared." She sobs and I pull her into a hug.

"Don't be scared, I'm here. Right here. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you." I kiss her hair and stroke her back gently. Alli cries into my chest, dampening my shirt, but I couldn't care less. She is here with me and she is safe, that's all that matters.