Here I Am Again || a Patty Walters Fic

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Brandy POV

I panicked as I woke up in a hospital bed. The first thing I noticed was Patty's hand holding mine and his head rested on my thigh. I noticed blood on his hands immediately after.

"Patty!" I exclaimed, sitting up. "What happened?"

"Oh my god," he said as he wrapped his arms around me and sat up. "I was so worried."

"What happened to you?" I asked frantically. "There's blood on your hands."

"Brandy, look at yourself," he responded. He handed me his phone, which was on the front-facing camera.

"What the hell?" I gasped as I saw the dried blood on my chin.

He grabbed the phone out of my hand and kissed my forehead gently. "Look there, too." He pointed to my stomach where my shirt was lifted up.

"What?" I said quietly as I saw the giant bruise. "What happened?"

"I don't know, babe," He said softly. "I wasn't there, what's the last thing you remember?"

I thought hard for a few seconds before I broke down crying.

"It's okay, you can tell me," He said, running his fingers through my hair.

"I ran into Marcus," I sobbed.

"And he did that to you?" He asked.

"Yeah," I answered. "He- he kissed me. I pushed him away and next thing I know, this happened." I gestured to my injuries.

"Oh my god," he said angrily. "Are you fucking serious?"

"Yeah," I said, burying my face in my blanket. "I'm sorry."

"No, don't be," he responded sweetly. "It's not your fault."

"Really?" I questioned. "I was a bitch, though."

"Come on," he chuckled. "You just got beat up, you're not the bitch."

"God, I love you," I giggled.

"I love you too," he replied. "The bus is leaving soon, let's see when you can get out of here. Unless you think you need to stay, of course."

"No, I just need to lay down. Well, in my bunk that is," I answered as I looked down at the bed I was laying on.

"Okay," he laughed. "I'll go get the nurse."

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"You're free to go," the nurse smiled. "Just ice both wounds as needed and you should be good."

"Thanks," I replied.

Patty helped me up off of my bed and grabbed my stuff.

We walked out to the parking lot where the bus was waiting for us.

"What the hell happened to you?" Ben asked as we walked in.

"My ex," I muttered. "Luckily this one knew to look for me." I laughed. I turned around to Patty, getting up on my toes to kiss him.

"Um, Brandy," he chuckled. "Let's get you cleaned up first."

I laughed when I remembered the blood I never cleaned off of my face.

He followed me to the bathroom and I grabbed a towel.

"You poor thing," he giggled as he wet the towel and wiped my face. "Let's get you some ice and you can lay down."

He leaned down, his lips meeting mine.

I changed into comfortable clothes and climbed into my bunk.