How Could You

Chapter 21

I was at her sides in seconds. She was off the bed, half way to the door. Blood was dripping out of her nose, her mouth, and she wasn't awake.

" Please tell me she's okay." My mom said standing at the door. " Riker, go get some napkins and water." My dad told him.

I ran my hand over her cheeks then held her face in my hands. I leaned down and kissed her forehead, letting a tear fall off my face onto hers. " Please wake up." I whispered.

" Here." Riker sat beside me and handed my the napkins. I carefully wiped her nose and mouth. " She's not waking up." I started to panic.

I moved her hair out of her face. " please." I rested my head on hers. She soon started to cough. I moved away from her to give her some space. She looked up at me tears in her eyes.

She looked so frightened too. I wiped the tears falling from my eyes and got closer to her. I handed her the water and she drank it slowly.

" Lucy, are you okay now?" My dad asked. She nodded her head. She turned to look at me again. I gave her a gentle smile and kissed her forehead once again.

" Okay, Ross call us if something goes wrong." My mom walked off. Everyone already left.

" Lucy, you really need to tell me what's wrong." I picked her up and sat her on my lap, her facing me.

" I don't know if I should." She mumbled. " There is something seriously wrong. You need to tell me. Maybe I could fix it,"

" First, you won't let me touch your back, then you're coughing up blood, then you're pasted out on the floor."

She looked down and mumbled something. I brought her chin up and placed my lips on hers. After the slow and gentle kiss, I pulled back and looked her in the eyes.

" If I show you something, will you not freak out?" She whispered. I looked at her, slightly confused. " It depends, but I'll try my best." She slowly stood, her back towards me.

Now I was even more confused. She took a long, shaky breath. She started pulling up her shirt. Every inch the shirt when up, the more I noticed.

Her shirt was all the way up, and I was speechless. I scrambled to my feet.
" Oh my god. What is this?" I placed my hands firmly on her back. She started to cry as I still examine her back.

I stood up to face her. I cupped her face in my hands. " What happened?" My breath was uneasy.

" It's a long story." She whimpers. I bring her into my chest. " Please tell me." I held the back of her neck, keeping her closely as possible.

" My dad." She sobbed out. I grinned my teeth. " Your dad did this to you?!" She nodded her head and continued to cry. Right now, I was so furious. If Lucy wasn't in my arms, I would've been at his door by now beating the shit out of him.

" Was he the one who put a bruise on your side too?" She didn't say anything, just kept crying.

" Shhh. It's going to be okay." I run my hand through her hair trying to calm her down. Her sobs turned into quite sniffles. " It'll be okay." I kissed her again. After I pulled away from her I remembered something.

" My mom made you soup. Are you hungry?" She nodded. I grabbed her hand and walked down stairs. Everyone was in the living room watching some football while Rydel was doing her nails.

I warmed up her soup as she sat at the island playing with her phone. After it was done heating up, I placed it in front of her. " Can I have some crackers too please?"

I grabbed them out of the pantry, " of corse you can. You can have anything you want." I placed them in front of her. I watched as she took out a couple and smushed them into the soup.

I started at her as she ate her soup. I laughed causing her to look at me. "What?" She asked, giggling a little. " Nothing." I picked up her spoon and placed some into my mouth.

Then I did it again, but instead of putting it into my mouth, I placed some in hers. I tried to pull the spoon out, but she wouldn't let go. I started wiggling it while she was trying her hardest not to laugh.

I heard a click making me and Lucy look over. Rydel was standing there looking at her phone. " That's so cute!" She squealed. She ran over to us and showed us the picture.

Even tho you could tell Lucy was crying, we looked so happy in the photo

I smiled down at the picture. I looked over at Lucy to see her smiling too.
" I'm posting that on twitter by the way." Then she ran off. Before I could say anything, both of our phones went off.

' My brother @RossR5 taking care of his girlfriend @Lucy_Cooper32. How cute!' With the picture attached to it.

I quickly saved the photo and placed my phone down. " I'm done." Lucy chimed. " You're cute." I poked her nose and placed her bowl in the sink.

" Let's go back upstairs?" She jumped off the chair and slightly smiled. "sure."

Lucy's Point of view;

As soon as the door closed, I know he was going to ask. I pulled out my phone cause it was vibrating like crazy. My mentions on twitter were blowing up.

" Here, I'll fix that." I handed Ross my phone. " There, now you won't get as much." He handed back my phone. " Thanks." I sat it on the nightstand.

" Listen Ross, I know you want me to talk about what's happening, but I don't know if I'm ready." I sat down at the edge of his bed. He sat down beside me and wrapped his arm around me waist. I leaned into his side as he began to speak.

" You don't have to tell me if you're not ready. I just want to help you." He explains. " I mean, I want to tell you, but I've kept it in for so long, I haven't told anyone, except for my older brother, Dylan."

" I get it. You can tell me whenever, I want you to be comfortable with it." He kissed my cheek.

I have no idea what I want to do. Getting it off my chest would really help, and maybe he could do something about it, but I don't know if I can. Only Dylan knows because he's seen it happen, and it happens to him too. Just not as bad.

" Thank you." I kissed his check then laid down. Ross laid down too and rested his head on my stomach. I started to run my hands through his hair.
" Mhhhh." I lifted my head to see Ross' eyes closed.

" I like that." He mumbled into my stomach. I laughed and kept doing it. He ended up falling asleep with his head still on my stomach. I laughed at took a picture of him.

I posted it on Instagram with the caption ' Guess he was tired?¿' I tagged him in it and me mentions were already blowing up, with most of the same things.

How cute! You're so lucky! I wish I could sleep next to that. Then, there was the hate.

How does he even like you? I bet he's just dating you cause he feels bad for you. You shouldn't be the one next to him. You guys aren't even cute together.

I shut off my phone and looked up at the celling. I really hope this hate isn't going to get to me.

A/N
So I gave you guys a long chapter because I Might not update for a while, internet is down and WattPad is being stupid. :/
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