I'm a mother fucking cat!! (Alan Ashby)

Is she going to be ok?

I stood at the door to her room not wanting to go in not wanting to see what the result of me leaving her has done, I know you're think 'oh Alan it's not your fault don't say that' but it is I should have gone with her I should have made sure she was ok,

"Alan are you going to go in?" Chloe asked,

"I don't know if I can Chlo" I whispered barely audio able,

"You need to see her Alan" Austin said hugging me,

"You go first" I said, I slid down and sat with my back against the wall, waiting for Austin and Chloe to come out, about 5 minutes later I saw Chloe run out saying she was going to be sick, Austin slowly walked out behind her,

"It's really bad Alan, I just thought I'd warn you" he mumbled and then went to go look for Chloe.

I walked into the room and gasped at the sight before me, I ran out the room, I grabbed the arm of a nurse,

"I need a bucket!" she handed me a bucket and sat me down on a chair,

"You must me Miss Cassidy's family?" she asked, I looked at her with a confused expression, "Room 5277?" she questioned,

"T-that's her name?" I stuttered,

"Oh she must have you go by her nickname Silent" she said,

"Cassidy" I mumbled to myself,

"Shall we try and go see her again?" the nurse questioned, I nodded and she brought me to Cassidy's room, I stood at the end of her bed staring at her with a bucket in my hands, she hand bandages wrapped around her 'area' and breasts to cover them, the nurse said she couldn't wear a gown just incase it stuck, I slowly went around and traced my hand over every wound, I closed my eyes and felt the damage that had been done, she had 'Ben' carved into her stomach she's gonna hate that scar the most the rest of her life branded as his, she had 3 iron shaped burns I threw up at the feel of them healing over, 6 rather deep stab wounds looks like a kitchen knife, a broken arm, and a slice across her throat he actually tried to kill her, I was cut of my train of though by the nurse talking,

"She's very lucky she's alive Mr..." she trailed off,

"Alan call me Alan" I said,

"Can I ask your relation to her? just so I can write it down on the visitors list" and that's when it hit me, I don't know what I am to her, am I her boyfriend?