Her Bad Boy

How Is She?

James's POV

I answered my phone and it was the nurse on the other end telling me to get back to hospital as fast as I could. I ran to my car and drove like it was the fast and the furious. I got there and went back to Raina's room. I saw her porcelain skin riddled with bruises and cuts. Her hand and arm had a purple cast on it. Our favorite colors, she had to be awake to tell them that. I walk in and hold her hand when her icy blue ice flutter open and look at me with the happiest look I've seen on a person in the hospital before. She wore he big gorgeous smile and she squeezed my hand.

"Baby you're here." She says in a drowsy voice.

"Of course I'd be here, I was the person who brought you here. The teacher said you whispered my name before you passed out. Kitten I'm so sorry I wasn't there to protect you. I shouldn't have stayed home. I was only thinking about myself, I thought they would leave you alone." She stops my rambling by kissing me with softest kiss I've ever felt.

"Don't worry. It's not your fault, it's Layla's just thank goodness for the teacher or I could've been dead."

"Climb in bed and cuddle with me?" she asks me and of course I couldn't refuse such a beautiful girl such a request. I climb in bed being careful not to hit her arm. I spoon her from behind, and I bury my face into we hair. It always smells like green apples. We stayed like this until the nurse came in with a smile on her face.

"Miss Molisee you're aloud to leave. You have bruising around the ribs, with a broken wrist and hand. Take good care of her Mr.Smith." Raina and I walked out of the hospital with smiles on our faces.

"Hey what happened to Layla?" I smiled at her.

"I have a feeling she won't be bugging us anymore." She smiles at me knowing what I meant.