His Girl

6 ~ Ospedale

Ashton's POV

As I see Luca running out of the house, I sigh. Took you long enough, I thought as he slips into the passenger seat.

I hit the accelerator as soon as I heard the car door slam. We need to get there fast, was all I was thinking as we sped off down the driveway.

Ten minutes into the drive, Luca finally breaks the silence.

"Where is your aunt's hospital?" He asks.

"Another ten minutes, maybe." I reply, keeping my eyes on the road.

The rest of the car trip was spent in silence. Every so often, Courtney would groan, but she never fully regained consciousness.

I pull up at the hospital. When I say hospital, more like a big doctors surgery. I run inside to find my aunt, leaving Courtney and Luca in the car.

"Aunt M! Aunt M! Mel! Melissa!" I yell. I had also been so close to her and treated her like a sister. She was only a few years older than. My family was so fucked up, it wasn't funny. Where the hell is she!? "Melissa!" I scream again. I saw a few nurses looking at me, cautiously. "Melissa!" I scream yet again. Where the fuck is she? I hear running footsteps behind me and turn around to see two security guards mid air about to land on me. Everything went into slow-mo. The guards land on me. Mel's voice was in the background. Doctors and nurses were running around. The whole world was spinning. I close my eyes as I lay on the ground, confused. Why was I tackled?

I slowly open my eyes to see Melissa standing over me. I take in my surroundings. I saw the white sheets and the drip coming out of my left arm. I look over at the curtains and then the heart rate monitor.

"Courtney...." I manage to breathe out. Why does it hurt so much to talk?

"Yeah, yeah." The familiar voice of Melissa makes me smile. "She's in here as well. Your friend Luca came in and told us the real reason why you're here. And I thought you had just come to see me."

"No.... I still......." I couldn't finish my sentence. It hurt so much to speak, breathe, move, think. Pretty much doing anything hurt. 

"Shushhhhh." Mel hushes. "I know how much it hurts to talk. Lay still for me, for a bit."

I just nod my head. What had happened? How did I end up here? Is Courtney alright? Was does it hurt so much to talk? All these thoughts float around in my head.

Luca's POV

Where is he!? He should of been out by now! Has something bad happened? Should I go in? All my thoughts were interrupted by a groan from the backseat. She's need urgent medical care! Right now! I decide to go for it. Getting out of the passenger seat, I run around and snatch open the backseat door. I grab the blankets around Courtney and carefully carry her in my arms to the hospital entrance.

"Doctor!" I yell. "Doctor! I need help here!"

I see a few nurses running over to me. They took one look at Courtney and spring into action. One grabs a hospital bed and the other one grabs someone else before running down the hallway.

I stand there, awkwardly looking the way Courtney had gone. They better be able to save her! She can't die! Not yet anyway! I look around and see a group of people standing and kneeling in a circle underneath the television. What the hell happened to Ashton? Where even is he? I look more closely at the group standing in the circle and realise someone was unconscious in the middle. I look even more closer and realise that someone, was Ashton. What happened to you, buddy? My thoughts were interrupted by someone coming over to me.

"Excuse me, sir. Who are you here for?" I looked up to see a doctor looking down at me.

"Um, I think I'm here for two people." I gestured to the unconscious Ashton on the floor.

"Oh?" Asks the doctor. "How do you know him?"

"We brought that girl in with the head injury. But looks like Ashton sustained his own." I half chuckle. If this was to happen to anyone, it would be Ashton.

"Certainly sounds like him. I'm Ashton's aunt, Melissa." She outstretches her hand and I take it.

"Well." I begin. "I suppose I better tell you what happened to the girl we brought in."

"The curiosity is itching at me, so, yes. I would love to know." She replies.

"Well. First of all do you know what Ashton does?" I start.

"Yeah, he's in the Italian Mafia." She replies, flatly.

"The girl, Courtney, witnessed the murder of one of our enemies. Then we believe she's got useful contacts that can help us. But she fell down the stairs and landed on her head." I tell her, calmly. How the hell did I manage to speak that calmly!?

"Right. And she needs urgent medical care but can't go to an actually hospital?" Melissa questions.

"Yeah. Yeah, pretty much." I reply, sheepishly. Ashton must always bring them here.

"And you're also probably wondering why Ashton is lying on the ground, unconscious?"

"Well, you know the thought had crossed my mind." I chuckle. How the hell did Ashton get knocked out!?

"My awesome extra protective security guards." She explains. Well that just said it all. I can't help but chuckle. Of course it would happen to Ashton of all people.

"Melissa! Doctor! Doctor Mel!" We were interrupted by a very concerned looking nurse. "We need you in here right now!" She yells before turning around and running back down the hallway with Melissa closely following her.

What was happening? What was going on? Is Ashton alright? Is Courtney alright? You can't die yet, Courtney!

After an hour of sitting there, I finally doze off leaning, against the wall.

I was woken to someone shaking me. "Excuse me sir! Excuse me." I slowly open my eyes and remember everything that had happened.

"Doctor Melissa wants to speak to you. Courtney is awake." A nurse informs me. "She's outside Courtney's room."

I quickly get up and follow the nurse down the hallway to where Melissa was standing.

"So Courtney is awake and is recovering." Melissa says looking down at some notes. "She's pretty much out of the woods but she's asleep now."

"Oh thank God!" I yell.

"Shut up!" Melissa hushes me. "She's sleeping remember?"

"Sorry." I whisper.

"She should be fine to go home in the next couple of days. She just needs to take it easy and needs to not fall down anymore stairs." She chuckles.

"Oh don't worry, she'll be taking it easy. I reply. "What's the latest on Ashton?" I add.