Broken Heart (Chase Brody X Reader)

~ Chapter Twenty-Seven : aGaIn ~

    "Alright, alright. Take it easy now." Chase warned, "You don't need to strain yourself." I giggled and leaned a little more onto Chase's body. He wrapped a careful arm around my waist, "Take as long as you need, Love." "I'm just scared I'll pull my stitches." I muttered softly. He kissed my cheek and pulled me slowly up from the hospital bed, a glee filling his eyes. "Good job, Miss (Y/N)." The doctor approved. I wrapped Chase in a hug, "Thank you so much." The doctor pulled up a chair and looked at his clipboard, then looking back up at us, "Alright. You're free to go. But no sudden movements, and sexual activity." Chase's face burned red, as did my own. The doctor chuckled at our embarrassed states, "Just make sure you take it easy." The doctor dismissed us, giving us our papers for medication and dismissal. Chase held my hand tightly as he led me through the slightly crowded hallways. Suddenly, a man tapped my shoulder. He had a black, bushy beard, bright blue eyes. "Are you (Y/N) (L/N)?" He asked. I gave him a small smile and nodded gently, "Yes...yes that's me..." He smiled gently and pulled me into a hug, "Thank you for saving my life." "Excuse me?" Chase asked quietly. The man pulled away, "I'm Ralph. She swerved out of the way to save my life..." I pulled away, putting him at arms length, "You were in the semi?" He nodded shyly. "Oh my goodness! Are you okay!" I panicked. "I could ask you the same thing." He chuckled, "You risked your life to save mine. I was able to go home and see my wife and kids, just thank you." I blushed a bright red and tucked my hair behind my ears. Chase patted Ralph's back gently. Ralph wiped the tears away from his eyes, "Thank you so much..."
       I smiled warmly, taking in the scent of Chase's...our apartment. Before I could mutter our a word, Chase pulled me into a tight embrace, his breath quivering. "C-Chase?" I mumbled against his chest. He put me at arms length, resting his hands on my shoulders, "You need to be more fucking careful, (L/N)." I bit my lip and looked down at the floor, my feet shuffling uncomfortably. "Damn..." He wiped away the wet tears with his palms from his reddened cheeks, "I could've lost you...AGAIN. Do you know how scared-" "I was trying to save your daughter...." I snapped back. He narrowed his eyes at me for a second, but then released a small sigh and rubbed his eyes, "Yes, I understand that..." I watched as he tugged on his brown hair, tears falling from his blue eyes. "But you've got to worry about yourself sometimes-" "Olivia is like a daughter to me!" I shouted back, my face bright red from the lack of air, "If you were in my place, you'd do the same, Mr. Brody." "Daddy?" A small voice quivered. We both turned our heads to the small voice, Livy. Her little cheeks were red and bruised. I covered my mouth and turned away from her glance. Chase coughed uncomfortably, "Sorry, cailín leanbh. (Y/N) and I are just discussing things..." "You're fighting." She replied quickly. "Go upstairs-"
"Are you fighting about me-"
"Olivia, now."
"Daddy, I'm fine-"
"Go to your room, NOW." Chase finally shouted. Olivia shuttered her breathing as she turned and left for her bedroom. I angrily looked at him, "You didn't have to raise your voice, Chase." "I did!" He chuckled sarcastically, "She needed to know what was need to been done!" "But you didn't have to yell-" "What do you know about being a parent?! Huh?!" He screamed, "Last time you were pregnant, you lost the fucking baby!" My face burned red as I looked at him. I angrily slapped his face  and stormed away. "(Y/N)!" He called, "I didn't mean to, I was angry. I didn't mean-" "No, you're right, Chase! I don't know a single thing about being a parent!" I screamed, "I was a failure of a mother, and it wasn't even born yet." Chase reached for my hand, but then pulled away slowly, "You know that's not your fault." Tears threatened to fall from my eyes, "It's not my fault?" I scoffed loudly, "Right, right...cause it's yours."  He looked taken aback. I giggled sarcastically, "You're the one that's a fucking drunk! You're the one that decided to drink your cares away instead of dealing with them, like a man!" "Don't fucking bring that up, (Y/N)! You were injured, we were ALL going through a tough time!" He fumed, "You're the one that kissed me, you didn't even TRY to stop me!" "Cause I thought that it felt right-" Before I could finish, Chase pulled me into a deep kiss, hungrily biting at my lips. I melted into it, but before things could go further, he pulled away. "I love you to death, (Y/N). And I wasn't just drinking because of your health, I was drinking because I couldn't tell my feelings for you. It was eating me up inside." He gently caressed my red cheek with his soft hands, "I was a coward, yes. But that night, that night that changed everything, I was still going to be by your side. I was going to help you out with the baby, no matter what. I wasn't going to watch you destroy your life as you tried to take care of a child by yourself. You were only 19..." I quickly turned my flushed face away from him, puffing out my cheeks. I heard him huff and grab my chin, connecting our glazes. "I love you, (Y/N)." Chase smiled softly. I gave him a small smile back and pulled him into a tight embrace. "I love you too, Chase." I stuttered softly. He pulled me even closer, running a gentle hand through my hair.