Wild heart - Bradley Will Simpson fan fiction

TWENTY SIX

~*Brad's POV*~

Becky's eyes close and she falls back. I catch her and lay her down gently so she doesn't hurt herself. I shake her and try tapping her cheek, but she's out cold.

I look around, panicing. What do I do? Is this just a really bad period? I take another look around. This room looks like a murder scene. I look at myself, then at Beckys, blood covered naked body, then at the bed. I strip down to my birthday suit and rush into the bathroom.

I grab a towel and run it under the warm water. I clean myself up and pull on a pair of boxer shorts. I wet the towel again and rush into the bedroom and start cleaning Becky the best I can. Someone comes rushing down from Becky's study.

I look up to find Clare standing at the bottom of the stairs in her dressing gown. She looks around the room.

" Bradley, I heard screaming. What happened?" Clare's voice is shakey.

"I...I...She...then...blood...screaming....Help." I break down on the floor.

Clare rushes over to me and briefly hugs me. " How long has she been like this?" She asks, checking Becky's pulse.

" Umm... about 5 minutes. I woke up to her screaming and blood everywhere. She said the blood is coming from 'down south'. The she blacked out. What's happening? Will she be alright?" I panic, pacing around and raking my fingers through my hair, which feels matted wich blood.

" We need to get her to hospital. Now. Get dressed. Get Becky dressed. I'll get dressed and I'll call the hospital too. Be ready in 5." And then she disappears up the stairs again.

I get dressed in a pair of joggers and one of my many white t-shirts. I get Becky dressed in the same. I pull my black Vans on and put on Becky's black Vans too.

I pick Becky up bridal style and carry her out of her room and into the kitchen where Clare is waiting, on the phone.

She hangs up and we rush out of the house. Clare has the Land Rover ready, parked on the drive with the engine running and the door open for me. I climb in the back with Becky laid on the seats with her head on my lap. Clare is already in the front and we speed off through the woods towards the hospital. I look at the digital clock at the front. 02.37.

" Bradley," Clare calls. " Call your parents. You'll want them there. They will want to be with you. If they can't get her fast enough, call the boys." I just nod and pull my phone from my pocket.

" Stupid kids. Why didn't you tell me?" I hear Clare mumble as I dial mums number.

I put the phone to my ear as it starts ringing. She won't pick up. Not at half two in the morning.

She picks up just as the voice mail starts.

( Brad Anne-Marie)

Bradley? What's wrong? Why are you calling me now?

Mum, it's Becky. I try and hold it together. We're on our way to hospital. I need you and Dad here.

Oh God. What's happened? Is she okay? I hear mum wake dad and tell him to get dressed.

I don't know. I just need you to get here as fast as you can. Can you bring Nat please? I start sobbing.

Of course, darling. We'll be there as soon as possible. Stay strong, yeah. Love you.

Yeah. Love you, too. Bye.

And I hang up and start sobbing. I don't bother calling the boys. I will when I know what's wrong. I kiss Becky's forehead and beg her to wake up and be okay.