CHAPTER 5
-Grace-
As I opened my eyes, everything was dark and I was alone. Or so I thought.
Next to me was a snoring guy. Apart from his brown curly hair, he didn't look like Brad, and I'm glad he wasn't to be honest. He was holding my hand, gripping it tightly, almost so tight it hurt. I scanned his face, and then looked down at myself, thankfully covered up by a sheet, unfortunately my face wasn't covered and I'm sure I looked a mess. I felt my hand being squeezed and realizing he was starting to wake up, I panicked and immediately shut my eyes, relying on my ears to know what he was doing. I heard him whisper, to me or himself I wasn't sure, but he was definitely saying something. A few seconds later I felt a cold hand go across my neck and obviously not expecting it, I flinched and he felt it. He instantly pulled his hand away and I slowly opened my eyes, only to see that he was staring right at me.
He was still holding my hand, and by the looks of things, he wasn't planning on letting go any time soon. Although, I didn't really mind. It was nice to have someone by your side who actually acted like they cared. So I sat there in the bed, just scanning his face, his body, the way he was looking at me and I liked it. I liked him, and I didn't even know his name yet.
"You do know what happened, right?" he asked, pointing down at my body. I thought for a moment, nodding quickly at his answer before lying my head back against the hard pillow.
"They said you've got 4 broken ribs and were really close to breaking your left leg. Lucky for you that the four of us were there to help." I sent him a confused look.
"Four?" he nodded.
"I'll go get them, I'm Danny by the way. Anyway, I'm sure Doug'll be pleased you're awake." he laughed to himself, standing up from the chair. I nodded and smiled back at him as he left the room, lifting up my arm to gently poke my ribs to see what happened. I winced as i felt a sharp pain go through my chest. - I wasn't doing that again any time soon.
A few minutes later Danny came back into my room, followed by three other lads, one of who I recognized. It was him, the one who'd offered to take me home the other night, the last guy I saw on the road before I passed out. He gave me a little smile before waving, introducing himself as Dougie ans sitting down on the chair next to me. Sure, I looked awful, but I was happy, I didn't mind being here now. I was in a room full of hot guys.
A nurse walked into the room, followed by someone I didn't want to see. Brad.
"Hey baby, you okay?" he asked innocently. I sent him a death glare, I didn't want him here.
"Fuck off Brad, I'm not going back to live with you. I'd rather stay on the streets." I crossed my arms, ignoring the pain that my ribs were causing me, just like I'd learnt to do with Brads hits. He took a look around at the four lads sat round me, scanning each one of them before turning to me.
"You think I came back for you?!" he laughed. "I don't want you back! You can live on the streets for all I care. But just be warned, wherever you go, I will find you Grace." he left the room. He was going to 'find me'? Well, he didn't really need to considering I was going to be stuck in hospital for at least another week.
I sighed. Now I'd have to explain to this lot what had happened.. Oh dear.
