It had been a few days since Amelia had been taken to the hospital, by her brother. She had bruises all over her body and it hurt like hell.
Oliver wanted to go with their father, help him with the company but their mother had made sure, she would go so he could stay with Amelia. Sighing deep at first, she smiled when she saw Oliver returning with a milkshake. “It’s your favorite.” He smiled. Amelia chuckled softly. “Thank you, Ollie.”
The smile disappeared when she saw him “Alex….” She whispered “What are you doing here?” She looked at Oliver “Please stay?”
Oliver nodded. “I will.” He promised “What are you doing here, Alex?” He frowned @heart-on-her-sleeve
Alex stood, leaning on the doorway, a newly formed bruise on his cheekbone and a split lip. “Melia, thank God you’re alright.” His voice was thick with emotion as he gazed upon his love hooked up to tubes and wires. Deep under the surface, anger was brewing for the overprotective brother of his love.
Amelia looked at him with a frown. “Are you kidding me, right now?” Looking away, she started to cry again “I actually was excited to have this baby. Even if it was just the start of the pregnancy. But you took that away from me.” She sighed deeply. “You f*cking killed the baby… Our baby. I have no idea, why I even let you be here.” her voice was cold
Alex walked a few steps into the hospital room, aware that Oliver was still lurking. “Baby, please. I’m sorry. It was the alcohol. I shouldn’t have been drinking. I can’t believe what I did. I can’t live with what I’ve did.” Alex’s tears became full-on sobbing as he made it to the foot of her bed, falling to his knees. “I can’t-”
She sighed deeply, drying her tears. “It has been the last time, Alex. I don’t want to be your boxing ball anymore.” Amelia looked at him. “If it happens again, I will leave you. For good.” She spoke seriously.
Knowing Oliver would protest, she shook her head “Thank you, Oliver but this is what I want.” Looking back at Alex, she sat up. “Stay sober? For me?”
Alex moved to the side of the bed, laying his head near her hand. “I promise. I promise I’ll change. I’ll do whatever it takes.” His sobs had turned into hiccups between words. “I’ll go to therapy, I’ll get sober. I can’t lose you.”
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