He's My Bully

Chapter 30:

**Make sure to read note at the end**

Michael's POV:

I am just so happy that my beautiful baby is found, but we are heading to the hospital to get her checked out. I can't believe that sick bastard raped her! It makes me so upset to think he hurt her like that and I wasn't even there to save her. 

"Mikey," I was pulled out of my thinking by her sweet voice. She was laying on the hospital bed with a few wires in her. Apparently she lost a lot of blood with all the cutting so they are trying to replace it. 

"Yes, my angel," I asked her and this caused her to blush and I have missed this so much.

"Please stop beating yourself up," she said to me with a pout which made me lean over and kiss it away.

I tightened my grip on her hand and apologised to her, causing her to smile the most beautiful smile.

"Gem, do you know why Jake took you in the first place?" I asked her, I have been dying to know he would do this. I haven't done anything to him.

"Umm... Apparently it was something to do with you stealing what he had. Before you made yourself known in your neighbourhood, he had it all, everyone either looked up to him or was frightened of him so he felt in control. Then when he challenged you to a fight, he lost and with it he lost his pride, his girl and apparently his parents started hating him. It took him a long time to get back at you and to find something of yours to take, until I came along as your girlfriend," she explained and it made sense. 

I remember having a few bad encounters and then he asked me to fight and when we did, it was quite pathetic actually because he hardly put up a fight. He was such a weakling and that's why I beat him so easily. But, also, it was my fault that Gemma got put in danger.

"Michael Gordon Clifford, don't you dare go blaming yourself," Gemma said in a stern voice which made me look at her with a defeated look. "I love you Michael and it wasn't your fault. It was Jake's, he did this for a pretty much stupid reason. He even died because of it. I am just glad no harm came to you."

"I love you too angel."

"Miss Smith?" the doctor announced as he walked in. Gemma nodded, yes, and he carried on talking. "You have very bruised ribs and your wrist is also broken a tiny bit. So that is why we have bandaged it up but we are going to have put a cast over it, to stop you moving it so it can heal. I advise you to not do anything that encourages too much activity though for now," he said as his gaze switched between me and Gemma and we instantly caught on and both blushed.

After that and another few hours of getting the cast on Gemma and few last minute check-ups, we were finally done. I was carrying Gemma out to the waiting room where her dad and brother were waiting. 

"Gemma, you're legs are still working why are you making poor Michael carry you," her dad said in a jokingly disapproving voice. 

"It's alright Sir, I offered. Well actually, she didn't get a say," I confessed and he laughed at me, so did Gemma.

"Oh and son, don't forget you and your mother are coming to ours tomorrow," he reminded me and yeah he calls me son quite a lot know and he makes me happy that he approves of me. 

"Wait, what? Why is he coming over?" Gemma asked with a confused look. 

"Do you not know what tomorrow is?" I asked her and she shook her head, no. "Tomorrow's Christmas," I told her and her beautiful eyes widened in realisation. 

"Oh my god! I haven't gotten anyone anything!" she exclaimed which caused me, Ricky and her father to laugh at her adorableness. 

"Gemma, we aren't expecting anything from you. You have had a tough past few weeks and we are just glad you are alright. That is our Christmas present from you, you're safety," Ricky told her and we all nodded in agreement.