Chapter 21
Billie’s P.O.V
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing!
Grace had actually hurt herself to try feel less pain, every time I pictured the cuts my stomach dropped and tears rushed down my face.
No one said a word the whole journey to the hospital I just sat holding Grace staring blankly out the window,
I began seeing the signs to the hospital a small sense of hope filled the bus as we pulled in.
As soon as we were parked I jumped out and ran towards the doors, I heard the guys follow behind,
‘Please, she’s unconscious I need a doctor’ I was out of breath, the woman behind the desk was English so that helped, and soon got hold of a doctor,
They had taken Grace into a room where they could asses her, I was sat on the chairs outside, Mike was next to me with a coffee trying to calm down, but Tre wouldn’t stop pacing up and down, up and down, it was making me even more nervous,
‘TRE! Please could you stop that?’ I tried to sound softer so he didn’t get upset
‘I can’t… I’m just so worried!’ he answered still pacing
‘please! Your making me more on edge!’ I began raising my voice
‘But Billie it’s me way of coping!’ he continued pacing, I was getting angrier, poor Tre I wasn’t really mad at him I was mad at the situation but I guess I was taking it out on him, but I couldn’t help it I was just so fucking worried about Grace!
‘WELL CANT YOU FIND SOME OTHER WAY OF COPING!!!’ I yelled
‘NO!’ he shouted back like a small child, I stood up to go walk towards him but Mike stood next to me and pushed me back down,
‘Guys! Common, calm down! Tre come sit next to me, and Billie just take a few breaths and sort yourself out, you’re a mess, I know your worried, we all are but common guys we need to help each other through this not rip each other’s throats out’ I knew Mike was right, Tre had done what he said and sat down, but he didn’t look happy
‘I know, and I’m sorry guys, thanks for being here, Tre am sorry man you can pace if you want’ I smiled he looked up and smiled back before jumping up and pacing again, I just closed my eyes and put my head back.
I must have fallen asleep, as I was being awoken by a doctor,
‘Mr Armstrong?’ I looked up to find an old looking guy, I quickly shot up straight
‘Umm yeah that’s me’ I answered and looked round but couldn’t see Mike or Tre
‘Are you the farther?’ I was still half asleep so looked at him confused
‘Grace? Are you her farther?’ he asked seeing I was confused, I realised what he meant
‘Ummm no, but I am her guardian’ I smiled, he nodded and looked down at his papers
‘Good, well she’s going to be fine’ a sudden feeling of relief rushed through me,
‘She had lost a lot of blood, does she have a history of self-harming?’ he looked down, he was so serious
I cleared my throat before speaking
‘I’m not sure, I don’t think so, I mean who she was with before, they ermmm… abused her’ I put my head down trying not to think about it
‘Ahhh I see that will explain the 3 cracked ribs’ I looked up even more confused
‘The what?’ I asked him to repeat it, making sure I had heard him right the first time
