^Checked^ - Chapter Eighteen

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Adym's POV

"Dad?" Sawyer come up behind mum.

"Yes dad." I sigh, walking out the front door.

"Wait Adym- let me take you. I think it's best you go home Amy." My mum says, putting her hand on Amy's shoulder.

"Oh yeah o-"

"NO. She's staying with me." I grab her hand and pull her out. She follows along and walks to my mums car.

"Adym-"

"She's coming end of. Every single girlfriend I've had has mention my dad. I could never tell them where he is or what he is doing because of you! I'm going to see him in hospital, and I'm going to find out the real reason why he left!" I shake my head and unlock the car getting in.

"Adym, please let me drive. It's a new car!" She rushes down and opens the door of the drivers side.

"New car? Is that all you give a shit about?!" I shout putting my seatbelt on, closing the door once again.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that. Wait till you get home young man-" I cut her off by driving away and see her shouting. I turn to Amy as she sits there in silence.

I press the volume button in and watch the radio turn on. Instantly, I see Amy's hand press it back down, turning it off.

"You know, my mum is the only person that's keeping me alive right now." She whispers looking at her feet.

"What?" I say, putting a hand on her leg, keeping my eyes on the road, pulling up to the hospital.

She shakes her head and undoes her seatbelt. "Forget it." She opens the car door and gets out.

"No, tell me." I get out and walk to the opposite side of the car, leaving the engine on.

"It's not very important at this moment of time. Let's see your dad." She walks forward as if she's gonna walk away, but I grab her hand and pull her back.

"You want to die?" I look at her eyes as they look at my chest.

She shakes her head and bites her lip. "We can talk about this later." She whispers and walks forward, connecting our hands. I exhale sharply and follow her into the hospital.

"How can I help you darling?" The receptionist speaks, looking at Amy.

"Oh no, it's not me it's him." She smiles gesturing to me.

"Oh sorry, how can I help you young man?" She smiles.

"It's my da-"

"Adym?" I turn to my left to see my dad being pushed in a wheelchair into the opposite corridor.

"Him." I rush to him and follow them pushing him into a room.

"What are you doing? What happened?" Amy follows behind confused.

"Sir, you can't go in there." The male pushes me back.

"Don't fucking touch me, I want to know what happened." I push back and look at him through the blinds. The nurse notices and closes the blinds.

"If you're going to use such vile language i'm afraid you're going to have to leave." He looks at me then at Amy.

"Adym, calm down." Amy whispers and holds my hand.

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