You're My Medicine ~Aarmau AU~ UNDER EDITING

~Convince~

The feels from this song tho.

If you watched We Bought A Zoo then you'd know...

Now what you've been waiting for...

Aphmau's POV

*Play Song*

I open my eyes groggily to a blinding light above, a striking ache in my abdomen triggering a massive headache.

I immediately grimace at my injuries as I regain consciousness, my breaths sharp and high pitched. My insides feeling like mush, the thought of moving in any way, a constant nightmare. 

Was that all a dream...

The soreness in my stomach tells me otherwise, and the familiar hospital room I was in.

I was lying down on a hospital bed, which is an peculiar place for me since I'm usually the doctor, not the traumatized patient. 

Did that all happen?

Is Aaron...truly a monster?

Is he not who I thought he was...

Is the baby...

As if on cue, the door creaks open. A grim-looking Lucinda enters the room, clutching a tablet tight to her body as if she needed the reassurance, which isn't a good sign. 

Though when she sees me awake, a bright smile peeks through her gloom.

"Aphmau, you're awake—how are you feeling?" She soothingly asks, as if even the slightest bit of hostility would set me off. 

"I've been better." I respond, gulping as I ask the following question. "The baby?"

She cringes, looking away momentarily, before building up the strength to look back to me.

"I'm so sorry, Aphmau...there was just—too much damage..."

It didn't feel real. I'm not even sure if I showed a reaction besides the occasional tears sprouting from my eyes. I was too in shock and agony to move. 

That baby...

Their whole future...

Their whole life...

All gone...

Because of him...

He did this...

"He did this—he did this..." I whisper, to the air, fully convinced of the criminal of this crime. 

"Aphmau...there is something you should know—"

Before Lucinda can finish, Katelyn enters the room, followed by someone that made my blood boil and my heart hurt.

No...

"Get him out. Get him out..." I half whisper, half demand, avoiding all eye contact. 

The three of them share brief looks, before doing the complete opposite of my request. Leaving just me...and him.

"Aph please—" He starts, such agony in his eyes, fake or real, I didn't care. 

What sympathy does he think he can show?

To make up for what he did...

It's unforgivable.

"Get out—GET OUT!" I scream more, my abdomen full of striking pain from the movement and my face scrunched in anger.

"Please. just listen—" Aaron calmly tries, but I don't let him.

"I HATE YOU!" I scream.

"I HATE YOU, WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE!"

"SOMEONE AS WORTHLESS AND AS PATHETIC AS YOU!"

"YOU ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO MY LOVE!" I say, referring to the baby. 

"JUST DIE!" I shriek, sobbing. Not caring that I must have sounded like a psych patient to anyone nearby or that the words I hadn't even meant what I had said.

His face shows absolute hurt, but he still comes closer to me.

"Stay back! Stay back!" I cry, the stitches on my abdomen testing their limit.

Then something unexpected happens.

He sits on the bed, bringing me into a strong embrace.

I tried to escape but couldn't, his arms strong around me in a way that makes me sob more because it was mortifying—excruciating just how safe he always made me feel when he hugged me—that made me feel something like this would never happen.

"I'll always be here for you, you stupid potato."

This makes me whimper, my mind being thrown back to the memories.

"I'll always be here for you...you stupid potato."

I finally stop struggling, now leaning into his shirt, my sobs so hard I couldn't breathe.

"You said you wouldn't let anything happen to me....you said you would never hurt me." I whisper to him, gripping his shirt tight, giving in. I was too broken, too hurt. 

"That wasn't me, Aph. It was Gene, disguised as me."

"What—" I pull away from his shirt, just enough so I could meet his gaze. His soft, gentle gaze.

"Lily told Gene to dress up as me to make you hate me. He hurt you—and I'm so—so sorry I wasn't there."

I stop him by resting my tired hand on his cheek, his face real. All of this, real. 

He was real.

"I would never hurt you, Aph. Gods, I would kill myself before I'd do that to you, or to our baby..." His voice cracks on the word. 

"So, you did want the baby? Wanted kids?"

"Of course I do, I want our kids Aph—I want you."

"Wait, how do I know you are telling the truth?" I ask, still unsure of what was going on, my mind still clouded from the pain. 

"He is." Katelyn pokes her head in momentarily, rubbing her arm slowly, obviously eavesdropping. 

"There were video cam and blood evidence that it wasn't Aaron, it was Gene." Katelyn states briefly, before leaving the room once again.

I divert my gaze back to Aaron, my abdomen still roaring with pain.

"Aaron, I'm sorry—I didn't mean what I said I—"

"Aph, no, I should be the one apologizing—you went through so much pain and fear—to hell and back. My Irene, you went through something no one should ever go through."

I gently kiss him, feeling the rush of happiness that only came from kissing him.

This sadly made me my belly sting even more, the stitches hurting still.

Aaron must have noticed because he kissed my forehead and gestured for me to sleep.

"Rest, Aph..."

I slowly close my eyes, feeling safe in his embrace once again.

"I'm here. Always have been, always will be."

Have a nice day my crystals!