Together (Ollie Morgan X Reader) Hollyoaks

The Hospital Pt.3

A/N
Mentions of physical abuse and self harm.
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-Y/n's POV-

I woke up in the cold hospital bed, yet comforted by the warmth of Ollie's hoodie. I didn't know what time it was and didn't bother to check. I took the oxygen mask off my face, someone must have put it on again last night. I looked to my side and saw Ollie and Mandy asleep on their chairs. Ollie still had the t-shirt with my blood on. He looked so peaceful.

My face felt stiff from all the cuts and gashes. My whole body felt swollen with all the bruises. But I was okay. Which was strange, because I remember there being a lot of blood. Then Ollie woke up.

"Hey..." He whispered to me as he came over and sat next to me on the bed, being careful not to wake Mandy. "Hey," I replied. He started playing with loose strands of my hair. "Y/n, can we talk?" He asked me. There was a hint of worry in his voice. "Okay." I sat up. He stopped playing with my hair.

"I saw your arms," he whispered with sadness. I sighed. "Ollie I-," I was cut off by Ollie's voice. "How could you do that to yourself y/n? You're wonderful and beautiful and I care about you y/n. And I-," I cut off Ollie. "You really mean all that?" I asked. Ollie nodded.

"Ollie, all of them are old. From when I lived with my birth mum and her boyfriend. He used to...to beat me. And I couldn't take it. So I thought it was the best option. And it did work for a while. I always used to wonder why he hated me so much, what I had done to deserve this. But, then I did it too deep, and no one was there to help me. It was hard, but I stopped. I promised I wouldn't do it again, and I haven't," I said. Tears were forming in both our eyes.

I could see Ollie observing the scars on my forehead from my birth mum's boyfriend. "You can say no, but, can I see?" Ollie asked.

-Ollie's POV-

Y/n nodded and started lifting up both sleeves of my hoodie. There were lots of small scars on both arms amd one large one on her left arm. The one where she cut too deep. "Did he really do that to you?" I asked. She nodded sadly and blinked, causing a tear to run down her cheek.

"Yea, well, no one will ever hurt you again. Not if I have it in my power to stop it." She started to sniffle from the tears that were falling down her bruised cheeks. "Hey, hey," I whispered. I pushed her hair gently behind her ear and lifted her head up, using my thumb to wipe away her tears.

"I will always protect you y/n." I pulled her into a tight hug and we just stayed there, our arms wrapped around each other.