My Hot Alpha

Chpater 370

True to her word Charlotte dropped off a bag of my things. I was sitting on the hospital bed, hair still wet from the shower, stuck in my own head, stuck with my own thoughts.

I wanted so badly to remember the accident, but I was getting nowhere. I remembered nothing other than waking up here.

"Do you want me to brush out your hair?". He asked.

Since when has he ever done that?

I shook my head. My hair I could manage but showering was a whole different story. My body ached, my face the worst. My nose wasn't broken but it was fractured. The bruising had already started to show, nice dark purple ones. "Do you want me to get you anything?".

"Some tea would be nice".

"Okay baby. Are you feeling any better?".

"Still sore but I'll heal".

"Yeah, you will". He kissed the top of my head before leaving the room.

I was uncomfortable. The cramps hadn't started yet but I was bleeding heavily, and I was afraid I was going to leak right through. As much as I was against staying another night, I was glad I was here.

the world, but I promised myself I wasn't going to do that. I was taking Charlotte's advice; I was going to lean on him as much as I could. I had to remind myself it wasn't just me that lost our baby. We lost our child, but I knew we'd be able to heal together. We had to. Jake had shown no emotion and I hated it. I didn't know what he was thinking. I knew he'd be hurting just as much as I was, but he never showed it. He always hid it away and used anger as a coping mechanism. I didn't want that. I wanted him to share with me. To show me what he was

pride thing I wasn't sure, but I

with a fresh jug of water. "Hey sweetie, how are you

"Uncomfortable but I'm okay".

your vitals. I've moved your observations to every four hours but if you feel any changes,

spoke as he entered the room. "Can you give her some

they made me feel. All drowsy and sleepy. I was also afraid of getting addicted. Stupid

edge off

could give you a

shook my head.

I'll

...

was exhausted but my mind wouldn't shut off. I wanted to cry. Jake was asleep on the chair, the little snores

did. I knew the both of us hadn't had the best few days so I knew he would be exhausted as well. "What's

snoring isn't helping and now I have to pee". I sighed, pushing the covers

his feet helping me out of the bed and leading me to the bathroom. "Do

own bed".

the door frame watching me. What I would give to know what he's thinking. After finishing I washed my hands, and he helped me back to