What A Catch.

Chapter 74

Pov Casey

I walk down the road to Starbucks, finally happy to be freed of all my casts and plasters. The road keeps repeating and I start running, to beat it.

"Hey! Casey! Come back, baby!" Kurt shouts from behind me and I turn around.

He runs stright into me and I scream as I fall with him into a deep hole in the ground.

I scream and watch as he lashes out at me.

I sit up. Patrick, Beth and Pete are staring at me.

"Sorry." I whisper.

"Its okay, calm down." Patrick whispers, laying me down and stroking my head.

I wipe the tears from my face and let him lie me down.

"You get to go today."

I smile weakly before letting the smile drop.

"Will you tell us what happened later? It would be really helpful." Beth says.

I shrug. I should be fine.

I try and sit up and my stomach sears. I gasp and cover my mouth, lying back down. Someone knocks on the door and Pete invites them in.

"Hi, Casey, you are awake, thank goodness." I turn and force a smile, "Im doctor K. You can call me K. How are you doing today?"

I shrug, "I-I dont know? Everything hurts and I kind of want to cry."

"Thats the spirit." Pete whispers from the corner, earning a shove from Beth.

"You are free to go once I check some things," she works her way around my bed, checking my wounds, "looks good. Ill just bring in your medication."

I let my body go slack as I look at my stomach. She left my top parcially up. Kurt left a heart shaped burn on my stomach.

"Did he get arrested?" I gasp suddenly.

"Yeah, I think so... He should be in for longer than a while. Im not sure what he did, but by the looks of it, at least ten years." Pete says.

"It just got worse and worse." I whisper.

I hear steps outside and I jump, scared it is him. The doctor walks in with a box. She sits at the end of my bed.

"Here, you have a little bit to sort through." She lifts some packets out of the box, "this one is for the infected parts, this one to rub on the infected parts, this one is to soothe the burning, this one is for your breaks, and these two are pain killers. You have one of each every day and make sure you rub the cream on twice a day."

My mouth gapes open as she blabbers on about all the medication I need. I nod slowly, letting her word flow over me. Im glad that Patrick is scribbling onto a notepad next to me.

"Shit. Thats a lot." Beth says.

I shrug.

"Thanks, you understand? Good, you can leave now... Oh, you may need a wheelchair and crutches."

"You can use my crutches later." Beth says, I smile thankfully at her.

The doctor quickly returns with a wheelchair. She lowers my bed and I smile at her. She helps me drop into the chair. Everything screams in pain as I adjust myself in the chair.

"Lovely... Goodbye then!" She sings and Patrick quietly take my chair and wheels me out.

"This is a fuck ton of drugs." Pete says, struggling with the box.

I look blankly at the floor disappearing under my feet. I get a sinking feeling as we emerge from the hospital. There are paparazzi. I drop my head and Patrick takes a suprise turn, out of the way of the paparazzi. There are flashes and I feel dizzy. I squeeze my eyes closed as we escape.