PPOV

"BROOKE! Brooke baby wake up!" I scream as I rush towards her. I gently take her face in my hands, being careful of her wounds, and begin to whisper in her ear. "Come on B. Davis you've gotta wake up. Please baby wake up," I plead, "Ok. Ok. I need to get you to the hospital." I take a deep breath to try and slow my tears when I hear her raspy voice call out to me. "Brooke? Oh thank God. Brooke I'm here baby. I'm here."

"I will kick your skinny ass if you mention me and anything to do with a hospital in the same sentence again," she said slowly. I just laughed and rolled my eyes. Leave it to Brooke to make a joke at a time like this.

"Come on lets get you into your bed." I say as I carefully help her stand.

"Oh. Ow!" She cries out as she finally reaches her feet.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I tried to be gentle," I apologize quickly.

"Calm yourself Blondie it's no where near your fault." She saw the look of worry and apology I still had on my face and sighed. "Seriously Peyton. Yes it hurt when I stood, but you're not the one who did this to me."

"I know that and that's why I'm sorry," I say quietly.

Brooke's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Um...what? Are you saying you're sorry because you weren't the one to hurt me?" she questioned with confusion and disbelief.

"What? Brooke no! You know I would never do that to you!" I cried out in slight anger that she would ever think such things.

"Thought so, but would you please care to explain cause that sounded beyond bad?"

"I just meant that I'm sorry for not being here when you needed if I would've been here with you then he wouldn't've have hurt you," I finish with fresh tears flowing down my face.

"Hey. No. I'm glad you weren't here babe cause then he would've aimed his anger towards you. If he would've hurt you instead of me, I don't know what I would have done. So please Peyt, please don't feel guilty," she finished with a pleading smile.

I gave her a weak smile and nodded my head. "Ok, well we really need to get you cleaned up now. Also depending on how bad those cuts are you might need stitches."

"Didn't I just warn you about mentioning me and hospitals together?" she asked me with a glare.

"Brooke come on now I'm serious," I warn as I begin to clean her wounds.

"And I'm not?" she asks incredulously. I just glare at her with my "look" and she breaks instantly. "Ok look, IF I really need stitches I'll go."

I just smile victoriously and continue to clean her up.

We're back at my house lying in my bed, and she's sleeping but I'm wide awake. I can't stop staring at her. Even all beaten and battered she's still the most beautiful person I've ever seen. I ended up having to take her to the hospital, and she had to get around 6 stitches in her eyebrow and 5 in her cheek. Add that to the black eye, swollen nose, and bruised knuckles and you've got a very injured Brooke and a very pissed off me. The only thing I can do though is be here for her with whatever she decides to do. Me personally, I want to see him get his ass handed to him.

BPOV

I woke up with a splitting headache and something furry under my nose. I manage to open my eyes to see my Goldilocks using my chest as a pillow. I smile sweetly then grimace in pain at the stinging in my cheek. Oh yeah I was beaten last night. Yay...I know Peyton's pissed. I had to stop her from calling Felix and bitching him out multiple times last night. I look over at the alarm on her bedside table to notice that is was only 6:30 in the morning.

"Peyton? Peyton baby wake up," I say as I gently shake her awake.

"Mm...What Brooke?" she mumbles out sleepily.

"Come on babe we need to get up. I'm not letting that bastard have the satisfaction of me not going to school today," I say darkly. Her eyes are open now and she's studying me curiously as I stand slowly.

"Are you sure? You know you don't have to," she replies as she follows me out of bed.

"Oh I know. But like I said, I want to. Plus I need to show off my new beautiful girlfriend," I told her with a wink.

"Beautiful girlfriend huh? Anyone I know?" she asks seductively while slowly stalking towards me.

"Hm. Now that you mention it, I don't think you do," I answer back with a smirk as she reaches me.

"Is that so?" I nod my head in conformation, unable to speak because of her close proximity, "Well that's to bad," she murmurs in my ear while grabbing my waist and pulling me forcefully to her.

"O-Oh r-really? A-And why is t-that?"

"Well you see, I love you, and because I love you that means you're mine, and if you're mine then you can't be anybody elses. So that means that you're beautiful girlfriend is SOL and I really need to let her know that before she gets any crazy ideas," she finishes her little speech with a lick to my ear and a smirk.

I roll my eyes before pulling her in for a passionate kiss that lasts for a few minutes. When we finally break apart for air I slap her ass, give her a wink, turn and head for the bathroom, and say, "Go get ready for school." I turn around as I reach the bathroom door to see her pouting where I left her.

"Oh and by the way, I love you to," I tell her softly. The last thing I see before I shut the door is her blinding smile.

A/N: I apologize if it wasn't very good. And thanks to everyone who's taken the time to review and help me strengthen my writing. It is much appreciated = )