synthetic love (ricky horror fanfic) (COMPLETE)

Kiss it all better

I quickly turned my head to look as I saw Taylor running backstage. We had just finished in time so I dropped my guitar on the stage and ran off to find Taylor. I heard the guys shouting for me to come back, but it didn't stop me walking off. I needed to find my girlfriend.

I knew it was her who screamed and I was terrified and wanted to know why.

Taylor's POV:

I felt a sharp pain running all the way down my arm and I knew something had been thrown at me, but I didn't even look to see what it was. I was in pain and I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. I ran through to the only place in this whole building I felt safe in- Ricky's dressing room.

I locked the door and curled up into a tiny ball in the corner of the room and put my head in my lap. I cried and cried until my eyes had no more tears to give. This was one of those moments when I just needed Ricky to flash out of nowhere and kiss all my pain away. Kiss it all better and make me smile again.

As I thought of him. It made one last stray tear roll down my cheek, I really had run out of tears now. That was my last one. My eyes where all red and puffy and my arm was still throbbing with pain even though the bleeding had stopped now.

I took these moments I was alone to examine my wound. I had a large gash on my arm which looked like it could have been done by a glass bottle or even a knife! Thankfully the damage wasn't too bad, but I think I will still need stitches.

Suddenly I heard a faint knock on the door and somebody spoke...

"Taylor it's me Ricky. If you're in there please open the door, I'm worried about you." he said, sounding concerned.

"It's open" I said weakly from where I was in the corner.

I heard the door slowly open. I didn't know what to do so I just looked up and sat there staring at Ricky from where I was. I couldn't look up anymore for fear of me crying again, so I looked down. I felt Ricky sit next to me and I heard him gasp when he saw my arm. He pulled me into a strong hug and he stroked my hair helping to calm me down. I cried a lot. I mean loads. I was scared that something like this would happen again, but Ricky told me he wouldn't let it and I believed him. I trusted him.

Ricky's POV:

I saw her arm and immediately felt like crying. She looked so fragile and helpless sitting there all alone in the corner. I sat next to her and realised the extent of her injury. It looked quite nasty and would probably need stitches. I pulled her close to me and hugged her like I was never going to let her go.

I was supposed to keep her safe and I failed.

I love her so much and I just don't understand how anyone wouldn't- she is so kind and caring and yet someone was stupid enough to throw glass at her. I am super pissed at whoever thought it was ok to do that and will be addressing it on my twitter later.

Finally, after she had stopped crying she spoke...

"Thank you." whispered Taylor.

"I should be the one saying thank you." I said softly.

"It's not your fault. I just want to go home now." said Taylor

"I think we're going to have to go to the hospital to get that checked out first." I said and she nodded.

I held her hand tightly as we walked to the car. Everyone was asking Taylor if she was ok and I just informed them that we needed to go to the hospital. They all agreed to wait in the car while me and Taylor got her arm checked out.

We had to wait in the waiting room for a while. Taylor rested her head on my chest. I tilted her head up and I kissed her quickly on the lips. The doctor came and asked us what happened. I explained and he just nodded understandingly. He stitched it up and wrapped it up. He told me to make her keep it on for at least two days.

After what had been a very hectic day, we got back in the car and drove home. We were all tired so decided to go to bed. Taylor asked me to stay with her tonight and I had absolutely no problem whatsoever with that. I told Taylor I would keep her safe and just before I went to sleep I put a message on my twitter and Facebook about how much I loved her and how I never ever wanted this to happen again. I also said that if it did, I wouldn't hesitate to step in.