Recovery

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*Alex's POV*

We sat I right outside of her room, today's the day she can leave. We've missed 3 days of warped but what do. you expect me to leave my wife to do that we have to drive 15 hours to catch up for the next date. She decided to talk to the police so Im waiting out here with Rick. She seems fine physically, but loosing the baby's put her in this mood. Oh I tried to restrain from kicking Chris's face in but I punched him pretty hard a few times. Yeah his cheeks are bruised but so are our hearts.

The man in a navy police uniform walked out closing the clipboard down on a few papers. I walked in and she was laid down on her side, "You okay?" Rick asked she nodded he head and moved back a bit. He looked at me for approval and I nodded my head taking a seat in the chair. She drew his small body close to hers and held him tightly. You have no idea how it is for her to cry when you child comes into the room. And she won't even look at me directly.

I signed the last sheet saying I would take her into my care and handed the clipboard. "Come on" we walked out and she got on her bus without so much as a bye. They started pulling off and I stepped into ours. The TV was up way too loud and the guys and Tate were all scattered on the floor. I walked through them and back to my but kicking off the Toms on my feet and slid in into my bunk.

I want to be there for her ,but it seems like she'd rather have Ricky or London. I could careless about the baby I was worried about her. Yes I could careless, Of course I do give a fuck bout it but I mean what 3 weeks, if it was closer to a due date then yeah I would have been more upset.

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