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He looked at his reflection on the broken mirror, and for a moment he felt as if he had really shattered too.
Rosita's P.O.V.
Johnny and I had made a deal. I fully expect him to keep his end, and I will do the same. This poor kid had suffered long enough without some kind of care. Both medical and social care were absolutely necessary for him to recover.
As I drive his broken, abused body to the hospital, I wonder if he has any other family that could take care of him. Clearly we couldn't send him back to his dad, but I couldn't possibly take care of another person. And I don't want to put him in a foster home either. When Johnny is out of the hospital, of course. This bill is going to be so expensive...
Johnny's P.O.V.
I lay down in the backseat, sprawled out so my blood wouldn't stain Rosita's car. She looked nervous, and kept glancing at my leg. I can't blame her. My leg looks much worse in the light, and I am losing a lot of blood. In fact, I feel like puking just from looking at it. But I can't tear my eyes away. It looks so... unnatural. As we pull into the hospital parking lot, I dump the contents of my stomach all over the pavement. I am conscious for a few more seconds before crumpling to the ground.
Rosita's P.O.V.
One minute, I was pulling into the parking lot of the hospital. The next, Johnny puked and passed out. He lay on the ground in a small pile, still and silent, which scared me to death. This kid was usually pretty active and loud, being a gorilla, and seeing him like this was truly horrifying. I picked up his lifeless body and carried him inside.
Inside the hospital, there were doctors and nurses everywhere. None of them noticed me, standing in the ER with a unconscious teen in my arms. I actually had to call over a nurse to help me get Johnny checked into the hospital. He was sent away with a handful of doctors to help him. Looks like I'll be waiting awhile.
Cheila's P.O.V. (Thanks Mariethejournalist231!)
Today is not one I'll forget, even though I want to. I was just catching up on my favorite show, 'Dancing With The Mammals', when I got a call from Rosita. I'm good friends with the Moon family, and that's how I met Rosita and my boyfriend, Johnny. She said that Johnny is in the hospital! She didn't add anything else, except that the reason he's there in the first place is his dad, so I drove over to the only hospital in town.
When I arrive, I see Rosita sitting on her phone in the waiting room. She see me walk in, and I sit next to her. We chat for a while, mostly about Johnny, before the nurse came in with the news.
"Which do you want first, the good news or the bad news?" She questioned.
"Um.. good." I decide.
"Your friend Johnny is awake and you can visit him, but only one at a time." The nurse informs.
"And the bad?" I ask uncertainty.
"Well... He is in critical care, so you have to be quick and quiet. Don't get near his lower body though. He has PTSD from the incident." She sighs.
"What happened to him?" I worry.
"I don't know. He refuses to tell anyone what happened. I do know, however, that he was with his dad before he was brought here." She frowns. "He needs surgery for his leg, and we're scheduling it tomorrow at 9. You can come, but you'll have to stay in the waiting room."
"Oh. Thanks anyway." I shrug.
Johnny's room is down the hall, room 426. I stand outside the door, hesitating, preparing myself for the worst. I slowly open the door, and peek in. It's a small room, with a bed and two chairs. Johnny's in the bed, with his entire left leg wrapped in gauze. It's stained crimson red where his thigh would be, and his adorable face is twisted in pain. I don't know how much medication the doctors gave him, but clearly it wasn't enough.
"Chelia?" He moans. "Are you alright?"
I can't take it. He's in so much pain, and has suffered for so long, but he's asking if I'm ok? It's so sweet and loving. He's the perfect boyfriend. I feel a single tear run down my cheek, and then more, until there's a stream of tears making their way along my fur.
"Johnny-"
"Babe, it's ok! I'm fine, really. Just a little beat up, I'll bounce back." He reassures me.
"What has he done to you?" I ask between sobs.
"W-who? Did what?" He laughs nervously.
I give him a sceptical look, as well as I can do with my tear streaked face.
"Johnny, don't lie to me. Baby, you can tell me anything. It's ok."
"It's all my fault." He pauses, and looks down. "It was my dad." He whispers.
"Johnny, I'm here baby. Everything's gonna be ok now" I comfort.
I lean over and give him a light kiss, and he flashes me a small smile before frowning again.
"It's all my fault." He repeats.
"Babe, don't say that. It's not your fault. He did this to you." I assure him. "Nothing you could've done would be able to change that."
"No. I never should've taken so long to get him out of there. I should've skipped more meals, I should've gotten a job, I should've-"
"Johnny, he should be grateful. You have done too much for him. Now sleep. You're gonna need it." I sigh.
"No! Don't leave- not yet. I love you, Chelia. Nothing will ever change that. You are the only one for me. Can I have another kiss?" He begs.
"Alright." I laugh. I love it when he does that. I kiss him one more time, and make it longer than the last one. When I stop, he smiles and gives me the most adorable look.
"Bye." He says softly. "I love you."
"I love you too." I whisper, then leave. I can see him slowly closing his eyes. "Sleep well, babe."
Hope you liked it! More to come soon! Plz R&R. Thanks again to Mariethejournalist231 for letting me borrow Chelia to use. Have a great summer!
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