After the school ended the next day, I headed straight to the hospital to visit Laughlin. He still wasn't going to be released for a few more days. He was worried he wasn't going to be able to fight in the next round of the tournament. Even if he was released, he might not be in the best condition to fight.
I walked into Laughlin's hospital room, which made him smile as soon as he saw me. "Hey," he said. "What are you doing here?"
I sat in the chair beside the bed. "I told you I was going to come visit. How are you feeling?"
"Better than yesterday," Laughlin replied. "But I'm still in pain."
"Did you remember what happened yet?" I asked.
Laughlin shook his head. "No. It's still blurry."
I nodded, looking away from him. I know who did it, but I didn't want to be the one to tell him. Once he found out, I knew he was going to get extremely angry. It was a well known fact.
"Ellie, you know something," Laughlin said. "What is it?"
"Nothing," I lied.
I snuck a peek at Laughlin, who was looking at me with a frown. He knew I was lying. "Ellie...."
I sighed and held his hand. "Alright. I do know who did this to you, but I don't want you getting angry. It's not good for your condition."
"I'm not going to get angry," Laughlin assured.
"Promise?" I asked, which Laughlin responded to with a nod. "After Grayson and I left, we decided to walk in the path you took on your way home from the ice cream shop. Near an alley, a few policemen were there so we asked what was going on. One of them said there was a beating and it was yours. He then showed me an image from a surveillance footage to show me who did it. It was two men that I didn't recognize. They were hired by someone to beat you."
"And you thought I was going to get angry," Laughlin said, keeping his calm. "Wait....They were hired?" I nodded. "Do you know who they were hired by?"
I took a deep breath before telling him. "Your mom."
That got Laughlin's eyes to widen in shock before his face twisted in anger. "My mom?!" he exclaimed.
"This is why I didn't want to tell you," I said quickly, reaching for his other hand and squeezing it tightly. "You're getting angry."
"How can I not?!" he yelled. He promised not to yell at me again, but this time it was not directed towards me. "My mother hired two guys to beat the crap out of me! I'm in a damn hospital because of her! She already sent Munro once, what if Nick is next?!"
"Laughlin," I said calmly, removing my hands from his and cupping his face. "I need you to remember what happened. Maybe your mom said something to you."
"I told you, I don't remember," Laughlin said.
"You have to try," I said.
Laughlin sighed and closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again. "Nothing. The last thing I remember is walking home. I tried remembering, but I couldn't."
I frowned, sitting back down and holding his hand again. "I don't get how you can't remember. They must have beaten you really bad."
"Well, I did get a concussion," Laughlin said. "They can affect memories sometimes."
"I don't understand why your own mother would hurt you, though," I said.
Laughlin raised an eyebrow. "You don't? You've met her, Elliot. She rarely talks to my brothers and when she does, it involves yelling. She threw a glass bottle at Munro. When I was granted custody of them, she was yelling. She wanted me to win the tournament just so she could have money. She tried breaking us up because apparently, your a distraction. A good one, though." I rolled my eyes at that.
"I guess I forgot about all that," I said. "It's just hard for me to believe."
"Did you watch the video of the footage?" Laughlin asked.
I shook my head. "No, I couldn't bring myself to watch it. Grayson did though and he told me there was talking between you and your mother before the two guys began beating you. And you didn't even fight back. Why?"
"Elliot, I don't remember what happened," Laughlin said once again. "I don't know why I didn't even fight back. I wish I could remember. It would make everything easy."
"Hopefully you remember soon," I said. "Your mom was obviously angry about something."
"When isn't she?" Laughlin asked. "Oh, Laughlin got custody of my sons. I'm angry. Someone was trying to take my sons out for dinner. I'm angry. Laughlin has an extremely hot girlfriend that I can't even compare to. I'm angry." The fact that he said all of that in a high pitched voice made me crack up. Even in pain, Laughlin was never serious.
"Thank you for the indirect compliment," I said after I stopped laughing. "You're really sweet."
Laughlin smiled at me. "As a thanks, you can give me a kiss."
I leaned over to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "There."
"Now that's not fair," he said.
"You should have been specific," I said.
A nurse walked into the room. "Laughlin, I need to do a check up to make sure everything is running smoothly and try jogging your memory."
"Fine," Laughlin said. "Can she stay?"
"I need to head home and do homework," I told him, resulting in him giving me a scowl. "I'll come visit after dinner, okay?"
Laughlin sighed deeply. "Whatever. You broke my heart. I might have to stay longer now."
I sighed and shook my head, kissing him before standing up. "Bye, Laughlin."
Short, I know. It was a filler to show you who hurt Laughlin. His mother. She's a cruel one, isn't she?
Next chapter will be longer for sure.
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Fight For Me (Wilde #1)Teen Fiction
*cover made by newgirlmoon* Elliot Matlin promised herself not to get caught up with her best friend's bad boy of an ex-boyfriend, Laughlin Wilde after she is told why they broke up. It doesn't help that he loves bugging her by flirting wit...