The Troubles Of Love (Emerlotte)

Chapter 5

~September 1st (more later that day)~

I drove to the hospital and ran in the door. I went to the lady at reception.
'Hello, I'm looking for Charlotte Fe... I mean Charlotte Ritchie. She was taken in here after a car accident '. I say to her.
'Are you a relative of Ms.Ritchie?' She asks me.
'Well, I suppose. I don't know. She's my girlfriend.' I stutter.
'Very well. Go straight down and through the first double doors and follow the red line. Last time I checked she was on emergency bed , number 5' she says.
I mutter my thanks and run off. I find my Charlotte quite easily.
'How did you get in her so fast?' She asked me.
'I'd to say you were my girlfriend. I hope you don't mind. I'm sorry' I stutter.
'Of course I don't. Will you go through with the whole girlfriend visage and kiss me?' She asks cheekily.
I lean in and our lips meet. She presses harder and our kiss is depended. I bit her bottom lip gently and I hear a small whimper.
Just then a doctor approaches, 'ahem' he says.
We both pull away.
'Not that it wasn't obvious, but your leg is terribly broken. We do not wish to keep you in for any longer so the porters will be here soon to bring you to the casting room to cast it. I'm sure your friend won't mind looking after you' he says.
The doctor walks off and it's only us again.
'You know the way you told the receptionist we were girlfriends?' She asks me.
'Where are you going Ms.Ritchie? I smile.
'Could we be, um, would you be my girlfriend?' She asks meekly.
I capture her lips once again, 'Does that answer your question?' I ask.
'Mm, show me again. I'm not quite sure.' She laughs
'Cheeky' I say, but I kiss her again and trail the kisses down her neck.
Once again, someone disturbs us. This time the porters.
'We are here to take Ms.Ritchie to the casting room' says one of the lads.
'May I come as well?' I ask.
'I don't see why not. You do seem quite close' one lad smirks.
'Watch it' I smile.

Charlotte is wheeled down to the casting room. The straighten her leg and she shrieks in agony. They then put a cast on reaching to her high thigh. One of the porters a wheelchair.
'Now do you've a car Ms....' he starts
'Fennell and the answer is yes. I've a car outside' I cut in.
'And I suppose you've a home?' He asks.
'Well we did get kicked out of our homes for being gay. My sister did say we could crash on her couch, but seeing the way Charlotte is, I know Coco will give her a bed' I say.
'Okay. That is all I need to hear and I'm also sorry.' He says.
With that I am given Charlotte and a slip to when she needs to have her leg examined again. We go out to Coco's car. I lift her up into the passenger seat and put the wheelchair into the boot.
'Thank you Emerald' she says as I sit into the car.
'It's nothing sweetheart. Now we've to pass by the jail and bail Coco out' I smirk.

I turn on the radio and rev the car. We head for the police station and then for home. This sure has been an eventful day.