Yours Forever

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Olly's POV
I sat with Ascella in her hospital room. This was her third day in here. I was babbling on about dumb things, but she seemed distracted. She was looking out her hospital room window.
"Ella?" I called her gently. She didn't respond. Suddenly, Charlie burst in with a shitload of gifts.
"What's up!"
Ascella jumped slightly, dropping the cup of water she was holding.
"I-I'm so sorry."
I shook my head, "It's okay, I've got it." I cleaned up the water and glared at Charlie as I threw it away. He chuckled and turned to Ascella.
"I almost bought everything in the gift shop."
"It looks like it." She laughed weakly. I went back to her and held her hands, kissing them gently. Charlie pretended to vomit, making gagging noises.

I rolled my eyes and looked to Ascella, who was smiling weakly. I reached for her face, but she flinched. I pulled back. There was intense silence in the room.
"How can you guys sit so quietly?? Can I play some music?"
Ascella nodded, slipping her hands out of mine and closer to her torso, on top of the blanket. Right now, the squad was back at the precinct, looking through Anders' camera and laptop. Mr. Amaro took Zara out for a bit. Charlie started to play some Panic! At The Disco. We sat quietly, well, Ascella did. Charlie and I talked about senior year.
"Are you gonna do lacrosse again?"
"Maybe, I'm still thinking about it." I responded, "Are you actually gonna show up to school?"
Charlie threw a stuffed bear at me, "Shut up, asshat!" It was well known that Charlie barely cared about school and his parents barely cared about him. His mom and dad were owners of a huge tech company. He wasn't looking forward to running the business, but he barely had a choice. His parents were only going to start caring about his life once he turns 18 because that is when they will give him a part of the company to run.

"Olly..."
I snapped my head to Ascella, "What's wrong?"
"I'm tired."
I nodded and helped her lay down. She held my hand tight.
"I'll be here when you wake up..." I kissed her gently. She fell asleep only a minutes or two later. Charlie looked at me, "How are you holding up?"
"Me? Fine...perfect."
"Olly..."
"It's a bit hard...I'm being as patient at I can. Fuck." I sat back, "This is all my fault...I shouldn't have fought with her. I shouldn't have tackled my dad..."
"Woah! Olly, slow down!" Charlie looked at me worriedly, "Look at her...she here. She's safe...it's no where near your fault." I looked at him and nodded.

Charlie's POV
I watched as Olly walked out to take a call. Then I turned to Ascella. She was still sleeping, but an unsettled look was on her face. I held her hand tightly and rubbed my thumb over her knuckles.
"Stop..." she murmured. I shushed her, rubbing her arm. She sat up, crying.
"Ascella! Ascella..." I cupped her face. She looked at me and hugged me. I was taken back before hugging her tightly.
"I can't...he's still there in my head..."
"I know." I looked at her. She sighed shakily.

I can't help it anymore. I leaned in and kissed her deeply. She froze. I pulled away and got up.
"I'm so sorry, Ella, I..."
She looked away and shook her head, "It never happened."
I nodded, "It never happened..." Right then and there, Olly walked in.
"Ella..."
"I-I had a bad dream." She pouted. This caused us both to chuckle and Olly kissed her gently...
I just kissed my best friend's girlfriend...
I'm in love with my best friend's girlfriend.

Ascella's POV
My dad and Zara walked in. They were holding bags of food from my favorite Chinese food place. I smiled and we ate and talked. Zara fell asleep on the couch in the hospital room and Dad was sitting with me on the bed. His arms were wrapped around me as we talked with mom.
"I'm sorry for not calling sooner, baby..."
"It's okay, mom..."
"How you feeling?"
"Sore...my ribs are still healing..." I smiled gently. Dad had his head on my shoulder. After talking to her, we sat in silence. Then I spoke.
"Tell me about you and mom..."
He looked at me and nodded.

"So, I met your mother when I was in college. I was this football player and your mother was a softball player...no! No, a soccer player. I was about to end police academy and we hit it off...I didn't believe it at first, but I fell in love with her. However, my asshole of a father sent me to Florida for academy. I had no idea that she was pregnant when I left. She didn't write or call...well, maybe that's because I dumped her.."
"Wow, that's cold."
"Hey, you said tell you about us. I'm giving you the stuff that really happened!" He laughed.
"Okay, Romeo, keep going."
He sighed, "I wish I had stayed...I wish I knew what happened...I was back in New York, 27 years old, a fresh Bronx PD officer...I was on duty when 911 was called. I got there and Anders was standing there with the gun and your mother laid dead while you cried over her. I had never felt so much dread. And then...I saw you and I knew immediately that you were mine."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"After they cleared out your old home, my partner came and visited me with a box. It was letters with my name and mailing address in Florida that were sent back or never sent at all. Anders and my father disrupted Isabella's and my correspondence..." he pulled out an envelope, "This one is about you..."

He opened it, "My dearest, if you ever find this...then that's means my husband has finally killed me. I wrote this letter because Ascella is yours. She is very much like you and if you ever find her, you have to fight for her. Raise her and love her twice as much. My only wish is that you do not tell her that you are her father. When the time comes...tell her. She is my pride, my life...all I have ever done was for her and you. I never stop thinking of you, your smile, your charm, your wrath and recklessness...I never forget how much..." he paused, "How much I love you. You have taught me to fight and that is what I'm doing. Yours forever, Isabella..."
I could see a tear slip down his cheek, causing me to turn and wipe it, "Dad..."
"I should've told you sooner..."
"Did she say why?"
"No." He sighed. I hugged him and we laid there.
"I love you."
"I love you too." He kissed my head.

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