"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked fletch once we were left alone.
"I'm sorry," he said "I didn't want to bomb you down with my shit!"
"Hey, it's ok! Go home and take some time away from here. And if anything happens, you know where I am," I said sympathetically to him. Going over to him and kissing him on his forehead. "I'm only a phone call away,"
"Ok Tess," he said kissing me back "I love you and I love how you don't abuse me! You have made me feel things that I haven't felt before!"
He then left the room to go home, and I got back to my work.
FLETCHS P.O.V
I left, crying slightly. Tess has been my rock through my revelation about nat. I went towards the staff room and changed out of my scrubs before leaving the ED to my house, hoping Nat would be at work.
I got home and unlocked the door to reveal my wife sitting on the sofa.
"Hey," I said politely to her as I hung my coat up and placed my shoes in the cupboard.
"What are you doing home early?" she grunted at me
"Got let out of work early, what about you?" I replied going into the kitchen to make a cuppa
"I'm sick, remember I told you this morning, oh wait, you never listen to me do you?" she said angrily at me.
"Whoa, I do listen to you, but it's been a long day and I forgot! "I said back to her. "Anyway, once I'm finished my cuppa, I will collect the kids from school and pick up a take away, and we can have a family night in," I told her knowing that this probably wouldn't end well.
I drank my cup of tea with great speed and went to fetch my car keys and phone from my jacket pocket.
"See you in half an hour," I said leaving her to her own stubborn self.
Around an hour later I arrived home with the kids.
"Upstairs hands washed before dinner," I told them and the all obeyed
"Where the fuck have you been?" the angry voice of Nat yelled from the kitchen "it doesn't take that long to get a take away and pick the kids up!" she yelled.
"Well I wanted to treat my children Nat! I hardly see them with work so I took them for a quick shopping trip that's all! Or can I not treat my kids anymore?" I yelled back.
Then…. She threw a punch into my face, and I'm pretty sure she broke my nose.
"Fucking hell I'm leaving!" I shouted "I'm not a fucking punch bag ok? Oh and the kids can come with me. I don't want you near them. I'm sick to death of you beating the shit out of me!" I yelled at her, picking up my youngest daughter and hugging the other two. "Look you've frightened them!" I said helping them into the car
The last thing I heard from Nat, was her standing on the doorstep yelling at me! "Don't fucking come back!"