Saving My Abused Lover

Chapter 28

The ambulance speed off, the lights shining brightly but slowly fading away along with the sirens. I made my way over to Rusty who was in the police car, the window unrolled, "I'm glad you aren't dead, that way you can suffer in prison for everything you've done!" I spat, not really thinking about what I'm saying just letting the words fall past my lips, "Oh and a little hint, don't pick up the soap!" With that I stormed away.

I stopped when I reached the parking lot, it was full of parents either hugging their children, getting in their cars to go to the hospital or getting the horrible news that their child was shot to death. I sat down on the curb hugging my arms to myself as I finally let the tears out. Someone sat down next to me, pulling me into there arms making me look up.

"M-mitch?" I hiccuped, my head still resting on his chest.

"I'm so sorry bloss, this was my fault to begin with. I'm the one that made you run out crying leading you to meet Logan, Rusty or whatever his name is and drove you away from brick. I screwed up, I'm sorry, really I didn't mean to, I just- theirs not even an excuse!" I felt something wet touch my shoulder making me look up, Mitch was.... crying, "Why do I screw everything up?! My relationship with Robin, then with princess, making my friends hate me, heck my own parents don't even want me, leaving me with my drunk all the time grandma who doesn't even know I exist! I'm a screw up, this is my fault! I'm so-"

I shocked him by lightly kissing his lips and pulling him into a rough hug, "Shut up Mitch, this was never your fault, you may have made mistakes but you are never a screw up. I forgive you so stop saying you're sorry and for your parents, it's their loss because your a great man." His arms went slowly around me.

We had to separate as buttercup called me, so we could go to the hospital. Mitch and I had a silent nod of goodbye and I made my way to the car but I looked back as I saw princess running over Mitch. I could hear her yelling to see if he was okay and that she was so scared, worrying about him. She hugged him and I swear I could hear her crying. I smiled lightly, princess maybe a horribly spoiled brat but she'd fix Mitch and he'd fix her.

The car ride was silent, everyone was tense, everyone was nervous and no one knew what to do. When we got there he was already in surgery so we were forced to wait in the waiting room.

I couldn't sit down so I paced the floor, biting my lip making blood form but I didn't care. My nails pierced my skin as well and my legs felt as if the were going to collapse from underneath me.

A doctor walked in making everyone in the room look up, "Bricks family?" Some people groaned and looked back down while we made our way to him. "You can go in but he's really dosed off from the morphine."

We rode up in the elevator in a tense, awkward silence. We made our way to his room, everyone went in besides me. I was terrified, I put him in here, it was my fault he got shot. Butch came out first, "Even all drugged up and he still wants to see you, this was his decision, non of this was your fault. Now get in there before he comes out here." I knew he wasn't lying so I nodded and everyone else came out.

On shaky legs I made my way inside, heart pounding and palms sweaty.