Adeline

>>>Chapter 8<<<

time passes slowly when you are in the hospital. after a week of sleepless nights, and sitting in a quiet hospital room staring at my sleeping boyfriend, i was preparing Daniels belongings I had brought to the hospital earlier , as he was to be discharged today.

Daniel slowly regained strength, and the wound healed nicely. I was given a set of instructions on how to care for Daniel. I was to clean his wound three times a day, changing the bandages every four hours. Daniel was supposed to be resting most of the day, but it was recommended that he starts walking more so he can get used to walking around again.

He was to be assisted in the shower, and while dressing as well. I was fine with everything I was to do, but I was worried on how I would be feeling, as I was just entering my 6th month of pregnancy.

The doctors told me that by next week he should be able to do things on his own again, and his wound should be closed enough to the point that it would be able to be left alone to heal completely.

I now walked down the hospital halls, Daniel holding onto my arm as I carefully and slowly led him to our car which had been parked there since the incident, as I had my mother drive it over.

I sat him carefully in the front seat, making sure he was supported and comfortable with a pillow I was given at the hospital.

I set his bag of clothing in the trunk, closing his door as I walk back over making sure he is comfortable for a second time. I get in and start the car, letting out a long sigh as I adjust my mirror.

I back out of my parking spot, and as I'm heading down the road towards home, Daniel takes my hand that isn't on the wheel into his and rubs it with his thumb.

"What's on your mind babe?" He says, shooting me a worried glance as I turn onto a side street.

"I am just really sorry." I say, a tear slipping down my cheek before I can stop it.

"Sorry for what?" He says, shifting a bit, his pillow slipping further low.

I pull his pillow back up and sigh again.

"It's my fault this happened. It's because Luke is my ex and came for me, and once again one of my stupid decisions put you in danger. and this time something actually happened Daniel! You could have died! I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you were gone." As I say gone my voice cracks and more tears stream down my face.

"Baby... this is not your fault, and you can't think that okay? I am alright, and you did nothing to cause any of this. It's Luke's fault for being a douche. I love you so much, heck I love you enough to take a bullet for you, literally."

"I'm sorry, I'm just stressed about the whole baby situation as well. Which I know isn't good for the baby, I'll stop."

Daniel let's out a groan as he moves to a new position again.

"Easy there babe." I say, worrying a bit more than I should.

He just turns to smile at me, reassuring me by telling me he's okay a couple of times.

We pull into the driveway, and I park the car, quickly getting out to help Daniel inside. It felt a bit weird walking Daniel like I was. You'd think he'd be walking me, the pregnant lady, but you know, gotta do what ya gotta do.

I lead Daniel to our room and lay him on the bed, reminding him I have to clean his wounds, so he would have to stay still.

Running out to the car, i grab the bag from the hospital containing what I was to use to clean the wound.

I head back inside, walking towards are room and sitting beside Daniel on the bed, my stomach making it impossible to get in a comfortable seated position.

I gently take Daniels shirt off, and observe the wrap covering the wound at the moment. It had been put on this morning, and so I decided I would switch it for a fresh one.

As I'm removing the wrap I'm careful not to hurt him, and then gently begin the process of cleaning the wound.

Every time he winces, it makes me pull my hand away, questioning him full of worry, making sure he is okay and that I didn't hurt him.

he just laughs at me and my concern, brushing off the sting of what I'm applying to the wound.

Once I'm finished, I leave his shirt off so the wound can get a minute of air, waiting to put a new wrap on.

He rests his hand on my stomach, perking up at every kick he feels. I smile at how eager he is to be a father, and think of how amazing of a father he is going to be.

"I love you so much you know that?" He says, pecking his lips on my nose.

"I love you more did you know that?" I ask smiling like an idiot.

"Well I do now." He say, resting his head on my shoulder.

"You are the best girlfriend." He says, his eyes closing while he smiles.

I giggle at how cute he is, and play with his messy hair.

"But you would be a better wife." He says, before sleep takes over him.

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a/n~ "but you would be a better wife"
y'all I'm crying in the club

hope everyone is having a lovely evening

until next chapter

~Audney💘